Three's A Crowd

Nineteen | The Text (DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUNNNN!)

"I dunno... a couple months..?" Chris trailed off, looking at his ceiling, as if there were accurate answers up there. "Four, five at most?"

I hummed, thinking it through. Being away from Sebastian..? Again? I mean, I can't say no, Chris has done a lot for me and— wait a fucking minute. I glared at him, eyebrows knitted together. "Your dumbass knows I'll say yes!" I seethed at him, in which he simply laughs at. "Christopher!" I scolded.

"I'm sorry honey, I am!" he said in between his laughs.

"No you're not!"

"I am hon, trust me!" he chuckled, standing up from his spot and slinging something over his shoulder, probably a bag. "Look, please consider? Think it through, and I'll call you again sweetheart. I gotta hit the gym."

I gave him an unamused face. "You know, why don't you don't call me again?"

Chris rolled his eyes at me, before putting on his sunglasses and baseball cap on, walking out of his house. "No can do. That's not an option sweetheart."

"It's not meant to be. Its an order Evans."

"I give the orders around here missy," Chris said, using his 'Captain America' voice, as is like to call it, full of authority and sternness, automatically makes you wanna follow it. "I'm captain."

"Sure you are." I rolled my eyes as Chris gave me a cheeky grin, breaking the whole authoritative getup, before ending the call immediately. I put the phone down and the girls were smirking at me, Mella the most shocked one out of all three of them.

"You didn't tell me it was the Chris Evans!"

"I thought you knew?" I smile nervously while Jennifer and Lana giggle as Mella fangirled. She pushed herself closer and shook her head as to clear herself of whatever thoughts that went through her mind. "I-I did, I didn't know you guys texted!" she grinned widely, squealing. "Two of the hottest guys in Hollywood (y/n)! You are on fire!"

If I wasn't burning bloody red before, I definitely was now. "We're just friends! You guys just put a label on it." I stutter, putting my hands up in defense. I wasn't doing a very good job though as they kept teasing me about it. I slumped down into my chair and tried to cover my face. "I hate you all."

The sudden honking of a car caught my attention. Well, all of our attention. The passenger's seat window rolls down, revealing Sebastian. His face literally had no emotion as he took a drag out of his cigarette. "Get in loser, we're going shopping!"

Was that...? Oh my god. I face palmed and slumped lower into my seat, wishing that the cement would magically become molten and just swallow me into the depths of the earth. I need better friends.

Sebastian honks the car again making me look up. Luckily for us there weren't much people around for some unknown reason. I sit up and scold him, putting my hands up in a 'what the heck' motion. "I'm busy!" I practically yell.

Sebastian tilts his sunglasses down, looking at me. Of course he saw right through me. And maybe I wasn't technically busy. We were all done eating, just talking and catching up, sipping on our half-finished drinks. I don't know whether I should thank him for saving me from further embarrassment or kneed him where sun doesn't shine because he just doubled shit up.

"Hey, you ladies finished?"

"Oh, we were just finishing up!" Lana smiled, standing up and grabbing her bag. I looked at her, jaw slack as Mella and Jennifer followed in suit. I get up and rub my sweaty palms on my jeans. "It was great seeing you (y/n)!" Lana smiles as she pulled me in for a hug, as well did Mella and Jennifer.