Unlikely Lovers
Part 2 as requested!
Part 2 — part 1 here
Warnings: none, just a cute fic! Other than a lil makeout session 🫶🏻
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You and Evan had gotten to know each other well after meeting at the cute little vintage store that day. You’d went to lunch like he’d asked, you both talked each others ears off, laughing at one another and smiling like fools. You genuinely enjoyed him just as he did you. You thought for sure this was the start of a beautiful friendship.
Evan had to go back to casting his new movie, but you exchanged numbers and the conversations never stopped. He’d text you every chance he got, you replied every chance you got. Texts turned to calls, and calls turned to FaceTimes. Late night calls, early morning calls, everything in between. You couldn’t seem to get enough of each other.
“I want to come see you again” you were sat on your sofa, pajama pants on your hair in a messy bun and a large sweatshirt on. Evan was on your screen, enjoying your over-the-phone presence while you worked on your studies. You were doing online school. Evan never minded sitting in silence with you while you studied, you both just liked the thought of being as close as you were able to be to one another.
You looked down at your phone screen, seeing Evan who was lying in his hotel bed just smiling at you. “I want you to come here too.” You nodded. It’d only been a month since you’d seen him that first time, only knowing him a whole month, but it felt like you guys knew each others souls. There was no denying the spark you’d both felt. And if that wasn’t enough, the amount of time you spent talking to each other somehow over the phone should be.
“We’re almost done shooting. We wrap up next week. I can come right after. If that’s… okay?” He was careful, not wanting to assume anything considering neither of you have spoke of your feelings and he didn’t want to pressure you. Your eyes lit up though, and his did as soon as he saw yours.
“Yes please” you groaned, picking the phone up so you were at a better, more appealing angle for him. Not that he minded your other angles, he loved them all, and he loved that you were comfortable enough with yourself to not care about looking perfect for him. You were just different, compared to the other girls he’s talked to and been with, you were different. You were just you, never needing to be someone else for anyone. It was a gift from above, and it made him more comfortable being his silly, dorky self, which you adored by the way.
“Yeah absolutely. You’ll have to show me around that small town of yours more.” He grinned. He’d been to small towns before, but pretty rarely and never staying in them. At this point he’d grown so used to the large over populated cities, and the small thought of traveling somewhere new and smaller often gave him a newfound peace at mind.
“Please. I already plan to” you smile teasingly while you faced your phone at yourself now looking through your cupboards for something to snack on. “How is the movie going?” You asked, still scrimmaging through the different foods you had, your eyes finally landing on some hot Cheetos that you just knew you had somewhere.
“It’s going really good. Totally different set than what I’m used to. This whole cowboy look is definitely new to me.”
“Oooo” you wiggles your eyebrows at him while you sat back down with your favorite chips in your lap. “Cowboy huh? You wear boots and a hat too?” You but your bottom lip curiously. You were literally dying to see this man with a western look.
“Yeah” he chuckled, nodding at your question, “you’ll love it I bet, totally a Montana look.” He teased you now. He had in the beginning expressed how he thought Montana was completely western, cowboys and horses everywhere. Maybe even outhouses and no running water. The whole Yellowstone series was to thank for that. You just giggled at his lack of knowledge with your state, thinking how cute it was that anyone would truly believe Montana was stuck in the 1800s or something.
“Oh yeah, you know I love them Montana boys” you nodded dramatically, him just smiling wider at you in awe. You were just so enjoyable to talk to and be in the presence of. He felt so comfortable with you and that was something he usually lacked when it came to girls.
“Really though, it’s going good. It’ll be a good one.” He nodded, shuffling in his bed to find a new comfortable position. You only watched him, taking in his beauty now. You honestly never felt like you were talking to some “famous” guy. And you had known of Evan for literal years, a fan even, but talking to him like this throughout the last month — you never saw him as the actor Evan, just as a nice guy who you very much enjoyed. Again, something he appreciated.
“Good deal. I can’t wait to watch it.”
“Without me. I can’t watch myself, it’s weird” he stated and your eyebrows shot up in disbelief.
“Excuse me. You’re phenomenal at what you do. You most definitely have to watch it with me” you nodded, popping a few Cheetos in your mouth while he just shook his head.
“Definitely not.”
“Evaaaan” you groaned, pouring your lip out dramatically causing him to crack a smile at the cute sight of your puppy dog face.
“Alright alright” he waved his hand in front of the screen, your smile widening, “I’ll watch it with you but we say nothing about me as a cowboy.” You giggled but nodded agreeing to his terms. It excited you to think about watching a movie with him, not even that it was a movie he starred in, just watching a movie with him.
“Deal”. You smiled down at the face in your phone screen, him returning it so contently. You both spent the rest of the night talking and laughing together before falling asleep, both on the other end of the video call.
The week felt drawn out, just waiting as patient as you could for Friday to be here so you could be together again, finally. The more you thought about it, the more scared you became over the fact that he’d have to leave again, eventually. He’d have to go home and go back to work. Long distance relationships were never something you wanted to do, but you were head over heals for this man — he was worth it. You only hoped Evan felt the same way.
Friday arrived as slow as it possibly could, but it was here, and you rushed through your apartment making sure you had your belongings and readying yourself to meet Evan at the coffee shop you had first saw each other in. He had texted you a time he’d be there, you had about 10 minutes to get there and meet him on time. You could hardly wait, but you were so nervous at the same time. Your stomach fluttering ridiculously, your palms sweaty and your heart beating 100 miles a minute. Part of it was probably because you meant to be at the shop already and was running late, but regardless you were hurrying.
You had your keys in one hand and your wallet in the other and at this point you just needed your phone having misplaced it.
“Jesus Christ” you mumbled as you looked around the kitchen counters, bathroom, your room, finally finding it in between the couch cushions. You smiled to yourself and jogged to your front door opening it in a hurry ready to book it to your car, only to stop as soon as the door opened and left you face to face with Evan.
Your eyes widened as you sucked in a sharp breath in surprise. He stood there smiling like a child, obviously excited to have surprised you.
“I- what are you doing here?!” You asked in a squeak, indeed very surprised. Before you could say anything else, he pulled out a bouquet of white roses from behind his back, white roses — your absolute favorite. Your eyes landed on them, your mouth dropping open in awe at the beautiful flowers in front of you. “Oh Evan..” you finally let your lips form a wide, grateful smile, reaching out to gently take them from his extended arms. You immediately put them to your nose and inhaled the beautiful sweet scent, your eyes closing as your mind wrapped around what has just happened. “I can’t believe you’re here.” You said quietly, your eyes opening to land on his again. He only stood there, his eyes on you, smiling happily at your reaction.
“Wanted to surprise you” he stated, a giggle coming from you as you lowered the flowers. “I remembered white roses were your favorite, couldn’t pass on the opportunity. I hope you like them?”
“I love them.” You nodded, biting onto your bottom lip nervously and holding back your blush as much as you could.
“Good.” he grinned wider. “Come here” you allowed him to pull you into his chest, his arms wrapping behind you as you snaked yours around him. “Mm, I’m so happy to see you, finally.” He mumbled against the side of your head, feeling him place a soft kiss onto your hair. Your eyes were closed as you just enjoyed being in his hold that you silently longed to be in.
Neither of you talked about any feelings or what you were wanting as far as a relationship. It’s always just being happy in the presence of the other, and whatever happens, happens. It was nice not having to worry about where it would go. You were both seemingly on the same page and feeling yourself in his arms now was all the reassurance you needed.
“I’m glad you’re here” you mumbled into his chest, his chin now resting on your head. You both pulled away, you looking up to meet his eyes that were gazing down at you, a happy smile placed on his lips. You both shared a moment of just admiring the other before you blinked a few times and took a step back. “I’m going to put these in some water, come in!” You motioned as you walked back into your apartment to your kitchen searching your cupboards for a vase. You heard him close the door behind him before walking into the kitchen with you and leaning against your counter watching as you searched.
Your eyes landed on a vase, of course on the highest shelf in the very back of the cupboard. You never brought it out never receiving flowers so there it was, untouched, out of your reach. You huffed in annoyance as you glared at it before standing on your tip toes and reaching as far as you could, your finger tips only grazing it, but that didn’t stop you from using your other hand to hike you up more to keep trying.
A moment later, you felt warmth behind you as a hand reached up and grabbed the vase with ease. You looked back once again meeting Evan’s eyes that were already on you with a smirk having a couple inches on you and the ability to reach so easily. He lowered the vase and handed it to you, you taking it from him as your cheeks heated up again at the close proximity you were in with him. His hands immediately rested on your hips so lightly you questioned if you even felt them, and remained there while you filled the case with water.
You took the moment you had so openly and rested your body back against his, your head laying so contently on his shoulder as he lowered his face into the crook of your neck. His skin brushing against yours felt so soft and yet so electric. Your eyes fluttered shut at the contact, hearing as he took a breath in and feeling the air as he’d let it out. You could stay like this forever if you were able.
“So..” you finally spoke, the feeling of his hold on your waist tightening slightly as you did.
“Hmm?” He hummed in response encouraging you to continue, turning his head in more towards yours.
You smiled and set the vase down finally, turning swiftly so you were towards him while his hands remained at your sides. You looked up at him like you had in the hallway, his eyes gazing down at you like they had before, and you let your hands slide up his arms before they met behind his neck, locking.
“What do you want to do today?”
“I have a few ideas..” he said, his voice so low you could’ve melted right there. But you held yourself together knowing you only had a few days before he had to go back to LA.
“Evan…” you groaned playfully, hugging him tighter to you which he happily allowed, his eyes still on you. “You have to leave Sunday. I want to show you some things here!” You gleam, his eyebrows raising as he remembered the two landmarks you had mentioned wanting to show him.
“Right right. Absolutely. Let’s go hiking, I’ll have you to myself tonight.” He squeezed your sides purposely ticking you and you squirmed, giggling, falling into him more.
“No no, absolutely not.” You removed yourself from his hold to stop the tickling, quickly taking his hand and pulling him lightly so he’d follow you which he obliged.
He was already in comfy attire knowing this was what you both had planned, you just switched into your hiking boots and out the door you both went. You spent the entire day showing him around your small town before driving out to Pompey’s Pillar where you finished your afternoon with him hiking and taking pictures of the cool place and walking along the Yellowstone river. It was a breathtaking view, a place you firmly believed everyone should visit at least once. And Evan was in awe the whole time, so you knew you accomplished what you had wanted.
By the time you had arrived back into town, the sun was setting and you both ordered take out for supper before finally settling back at your apartment. You both sat on your couch with Friends playing on the TV while you ate the food you ordered from the local favorite Mexican restaurant. You were so content and happy in his presence as he was you, making small talk with each other. It’s been a long time since either of you have felt this kind of happiness, and it killed you inside thinking soon the distance would be back.
“Who’s your favorite character?” You glanced up at him from your food then to your TV screen seeing the 6 friends in the famous coffee shop.
“Monica.” You stated before looking back at his pleased face. “What? She’s great. She’s so organized and smart!” He laughed lightly but nodded in agreement. “Who’s yours?”
“Joey.”
“How’d I know you were going to say that?”
“I knew you were gonna say Monica.” He raised his eyebrows teasingly, your hand reaching out to nudge him lightly. “You remind me of her.”
“How so?”
“Organized. Well-kept. You know what you want. Kind hearted.” His eyes locked with yours and once again, a blush crept on your cheeks. You instinct but onto your bottom lip to stop yourself from smiling like mad, looking down at your half eaten meal. “Beautiful.”
Your eyes flickered up quickly at his last word, eyebrows raised high. He only continued gazing at you softly and there was no stopping the sudden change in atmosphere. He moved his plate over and sat it on the coffee table before taking yours and setting it next to his, all while you kept your eyes on him. Looking back to you, Evan slowly reached out and tucked some of your hair behind your ear, your eyes closing at the contact and your head leaning into his hand, his thumb brushing softly against your cheek.
“It kills me to think about you leaving.” You admitted quietly, your eyes still closed while his thumb caressed your face gently.
“Let’s not think about that right now” his voice was quiet as well. You smiled against his thumb that had made its way to your lips, running softly over them. You opened your eyes when you felt the couch adjust with him moving himself closer to you, you completely turned towards him already. He was now only inches from your face, his eyes scanning over your every facial feature with so much admiration. Your heart was thumping so hard against your chest you were worried he could hear it.
“Okay..” you sighed agreeing, your eyes watching his face while his flickered from your lips back to your eyes then back to your lips. It was so hard to hold yourself back from leaning in to finally meet his that were so close and so kissable. But you did, not wanting to overstep if it was possible. And, maybe you just wanted him to make the first move.
And your silent hope was heard, your breath hitching in your throat when he finally leaned in, waiting for his lips to meet yours. Your eyes fluttered shut and not a moment later, you felt his soft lips brush against yours, your noses brushing against each other as well. He turned his face enough to allow your noses not to collide, before completely crashing his lips into yours.
It was gentle at first, almost as if Evan was scared you’d back away, but when you didn’t he wasted no time in deepening it. Your hands moved to his face, his now firm on your waist, and you pulled him into you desperate to feel him. Your lips formed perfectly, as if they were meant only for each other, in a way no one else’s ever felt.
You felt his tongue swipe slowly over your bottom lip asking for entrance which you happily granted, your mouth opening allowing his tongue to slide into yours, dominating your tongue effortlessly. He pulled you in to him with ease, you legs now on either side of his body as you straddled him, your arms wrapping around him to hold him close to you while his hands found their way under your shirt and began tracing your back with his fingertips.
The kiss was hungry, but it wasn’t sexual. It was a need to feel the other so intensely. It was respectfully dirty, and it drove you crazy. Neither of you had any intentions of having sex just yet, both wanting to know each other completely before taking that step. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t enjoy a heavy makeout like you were right now.
Evan pulled his lips from yours immediately connecting them to your jaw trailing light kisses down to your neck, your head falling back at the pleasurable sensation. Your hands were still wrapped behind his neck, your fingers gliding up to entwine in his dark locks. A small gasp left from your lips when he bit down onto a sensitive spot behind your ear, his head falling back against the couch and smiling up at you proudly. You couldn’t contain the smile peaking through the glare you had tried to give him, your head falling into the crook of his neck now and his arms wrapping around you tightly.
You both remained in this position for awhile, just holding one another closely. The butterflies in your stomach were going crazy it almost hurt.
“What does this mean?” You finally asked, needing to know where you both stood.
“It means I really like you,” he started, pushing you gently up so he could see your face again. You tilted your head to the side while looking down at him, your hair falling forward giving him the opportunity to push it behind your ear again. “It means I would really like to continue it, if you feel the same?”
You liked between his eyes as if making sure he was being serious. It’s not that you didn’t trust him, but your hearts been broken before and the distance obviously scared you. But you couldn’t deny that you were falling hard for this beautiful man. “I would really, really like that.” You nodded, his face lighting up and yours copying at his excitement.
He pulled your face back down to his reconnecting your lips in a much softer kiss, pulling back slightly to place another one on the tip of your nose while you smiled ear to ear.
“Good.”
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a/n: always manage to forget to tag on my requests 🙄😮💨 sorry y’all
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