Chris Evans Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Yeah. You don't understand the pain of us girls. How can we face Chris Evan’s smile and not melt? If Sebastian Stan calls me 'baby’, can I refuse? Justin practices dance so hard. Am I supposed to just not watch?" "Heh..." Chris sneered. Now he knew that fangirls were the worst. "Of course, we fangirls can also be loyal and devoted," Paige said. Some fangirls, for instance, loved and chased only one person for decades. "Give me your phone." Chris suddenly reached out to Paige. "...Huh?" "Give me your phone," Chris repeated. Paige hesitated. Suddenly, she had a feeling of unease. What did Chris want with her phone?

"She says she's going abroad to study, but she's just trying to copy what those stupid lovesick novels do all the time—she's probably hoping that Randy would come chasing after her as she's about to leave. Haha! Preposterous!" "Cassidy is such a joke. Did she think she was the main protagonist after all? What a pity that she'll never be anything but the evil side character. LOL! She's going to be eliminated soon!" "Too bad, though. After everything that happened, you can tell that Randy doesn't think anything of Cassidy anymore. And now that Randy's saved Evie, they can finally get together in public! Hooray!" I was stunned. After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the police

The man clapped him on the back. "I'm Chris, nice to meet you!" he said with a wide smile. "Evan, from Indonesia!" Evander replied with a faint smile. Chris's eyes widened at the answer. "Wow, Evan!" he exclaimed admiringly. "Indonesia, have you been here long?" he continued, asking enthusiastically. "Nah! Only a few weeks," Evander replied. Chris nodded, listening. They then fell into a light conversation about their wives, occasionally punctuated by Chris's boisterous laughter at his own jokes.

“All I’ve seen are those pictures, that’s all. I don't even know her last name. I don't know anything about her or what did or didn't happen between the two of you. You have to believe that.” If my explanation has done anything to correct his misunderstanding of what has happened, his face doesn't reflect it. Instead, he looks at me with nary a single expression. At that point, a man walks up to us, the driver of the car that brought him, his brows furrowed as he looks from Chris to me. “Everything okay?” he asks. “Yeah, everything is fine, Evan, ” Chris answers. “Jeff is inside. I’ll catch up with you guys in a bit.”

He looks around as if checking to see if someone is eavesdropping. "Let me tell you a secret." "Okay," Steph drawls, giving him an expectant look. She also leans on the table so that they're closer to each other. "I used to like watching sappy romance movies," Chris reveals. Steph gives him an incredulous look with a raised eyebrow, obviously not believing him. "I'm serious," Chris says in a deadly serious tone as he leans back on his chair. Steph espies his face, looking for evidence that he's lying but finds none.

He laughed "Hell I would say you were damn lucky to be invited back after being such a tool." "You're right." I nodded. "And that's why I get frustrated, Tracy's great and I don't want to cheat on her with some pig, I just..." "Want her to be your pig." Chris finished. "Pretty much." "Well, tell you what bro, she may never change." He shrugged. "So if you really want it hot, you may have to step out." "Yeah but," Cutting me off Chris pointed at the computer.

I look up and bile rises up in my throat, my hands tremble but I am glued to my sit. "Dad got caught up with something else, so I'm here in his place." he says sitting. For a half of the meeting, he keeps eyeing me and I torture my ownself by sitting at this table when I really want to run away like I always do my. "Who's the chick Luca, you didn't introduce her." Jeremy suddenly interrupts and I feel Luca tense beside me. "This is uh- Hannah, my personal assistant." he sits up straight. "Hannah? As in Hannah fucking Evans? I knew she looked familiar." He points out excitedly.

“You two dated and still meet up from time to time, and you kept me in the dark about it. I even caught you two at the bar!” “That was a misunderstanding, I broke things off with her,” "Oh, sure, but you two were cozying up at the bar after I waited for you to come home. But Evans is the liar?" I scoffed, shaking my head in disbelief. He turned to face me fully. “Evans’ sudden care and consideration for you means two things. Either he’s turning a new leaf, which I highly doubt, because men like Evans always do things in their own favor. Which brings me to the conclusion that he might be working for Grimes now.”

I wrap my arms tight around him smiling as his eyes return to normal. Chris looks down at me with a warm smile, “You truly are an enchantress,” he says, kissing me softly and I gladly return his kiss. “My girl has that wolf wrapped around her little finger,” I hear Evalyn say proudly. “Don’t go getting any ideas,” Tyson warns her. Evalyn just snorts and waves her hand dismissively, “Angel is a lovesick puppy dog for me, and Tansy and you know it,” she says smugly. “I hate it when you’re right,” Tyson grumbles, making Evalyn grin.

Ivy said in frustration. "I am not any man... I am Chris Evans. I can't be compared to just anybody." He said and turned to face her again. From the report he had gotten, he knew her boyfriend had cheated on her. What a perfect timing. Even if they had not broken up, he would have done that for them. "Whatever... Just know that I am not interested. Just go back to your life and forget our paths ever crossed. Gosh!" She could feel a headache building. She had not even taken a bite of food. She was beginning to feel hungry.