You'd just stepped through your front door when your phone had beeped in your bag, the smile already on your face as you'd fished it out and found a message from an unknown number. You'd made it all the way home before you'd realised you'd been smiling for the entire twenty-five minute drive, your cheeks sore from grinning and your chest flooded with what you could only describe as excitement. You'd pulled your gear stick into drive and offered him a final wave, pulling out onto the road and driving away, leaving Chris, a shrinking figure in your review mirror. You'd smiled and thanked him again, saluting him playfully and laughing when he chuckled. He'd made sure your car was running properly and stayed by your window as you'd gotten back into your car, flashing you his gorgeous grin and waving you goodbye. He'd assured you it was no issue - like a perfect gentleman of course, packing up his jumper leads and closing your bonnet for you. You'd agreed of course, doing your best to hide your utter surprise at his request, feeling your face flush as you'd thanked him profusely for his help.
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Ten numbers and one phone call later, Chris Evans had your number and was asking if he could take you out for a drink sometime. You'd been so shocked that you'd barely registered he'd asked you a question, forcing yourself to pull it together as he'd handed over his phone to you. Two strangers, one random act of kindness and a whole lot of belly laughs.Īs it turned out, Chris for whatever reason had liked what you'd told him, and much to your surprise had proceeded to ask for your number.
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As you'd suspected, Chris was not only attractive but also adorably charming, and before long you found yourself laughing along on the side of the road with Captain Steve Rogers. Chris had insisted on letting the car run for a few minutes to allow the batteries to charge, taking the opportunity to ask you about yourself as you'd fought the urge to swoon at his incredibly handsome face. A few words, four connected cables, and three attempts at starting your car later, your little hatchback had come back to life, the engine roaring underneath the lifted bonnet on the side of Laurel Canyon Boulevard.
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Imagine your surprise when out of the car popped Chris Evans, Captain America himself, a pair of sleek black RayBans perched on his gorgeous face as he'd held up his jumper leads, asking if you'd 'needed a jump'. Then, as if by some miracle, someone in a black lexus had decided to pull over behind you, the shiny car coming to a stop only a foot from your white Hyundai. You, pulled over on the side of the road in LA with a flat battery, leaning against your car as you'd waited on your 6th minute on hold to triple A. It was one of those once in a life time events that you only ever read about in books or saw on the screen. You'd always thought it had been like something out of a movie, the way you'd met him. 9 long glorious months was the amount of time that you and Chris had been together.