#GUESS WHAT I'M GONNA PUT ON MY PHONE TO PLAY ON MY SHITTY CAR SPEAKERS TOMORROW

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We are not just friends —Part 4

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a people of color, she's brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.

Warnings: drinking, smoking, drug use (weed), assault, Chris being Steve Rogers, commitment issues, my girl Sofia kinda messy, lots of fucking (eventually)

This is slow burn at its best, at least emotionally.

Series masterlist

Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3 —

She was lying on the couch, still on her pajamas on Sunday morning as she gave moral support to Amanda. She was going to meet the parents today for lunch, so she was freaking out a little bit.

4. LA

“So, I'm going to LA.” Sofía casually said as she was trying to find something in Netflix to entertain herself

“What? why?” She asked walking with to different shoes on her feet. One was a black Louboutin pump and the other a nude sandal.

“Use the nude one, looks better with a floral dress. The black one seems to like you're trying too hard.” Sofía advises her and Amanda walked back to her room to put the other shoe on.

“This is good?” She asked walking back into the living room.

“Estas Preciosa.” Sofia smile and gave her a thumb up. “And about LA, the brewery is branching out.”

“Really?” Amanda said with a content smile. “Holy shit, that's awesome.”

“Yeah, I know.” She smiled, kind of proud that she had actually put a lot of her effort to make that happen.

“Fucking Ron should give you a rise for this, you practically run the brewery,” Amanda told her sitting down beside her, putting aside the freaking out for a moment.

“Nah, he got a nice bunch of people. I just help around putting face since and quoting "‘You're the voice and face of this brewery’”

“Why is he taking you to LA?”

“He wants me to help him to set up shop there.”

“How long?” Amanda asked and Sofia just shrugged.

“No idea, but I'm guessing a couple of weeks. Maybe a month or two… maybe, three.” She said making a face waiting for the meltdown.

“That's way too much, it's giving me anxiety.”

“It's not all on once, I'll probably be coming and going,”

“But, you don't know anyone in LA.”

“Chris's going to be there for awhile,” She said shrugging.

“Yes, I agree.” He said and shook his head looking for the car that he had set up to take them to the hotel. “We'll go back, hopefully, sooner than later. There's our ride.” The older men pointed up a guy holding up a paper with the brewery's name.

“That Dorito better takes care of you,” Amanda said. “Or I'll crush him.”

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“I hate LA.” Where the first thing Sofia said as she landed in Los Angeles. “Take me back to Boston.” She said to his boss, Ron Iglesias. A fifty-four-year-old, owner of the brewery ���Iglesias Brewery’, revolutionary name, if you asked Sofia.

The hotel was nice, nicer than she had expected, and had a pretty view of the hills. She almost could see the Hollywood sign.

Sofia tested the bed jumping on it after the run from the door and jump into it, bouncing and her body almost sunk in it. It was a soft bed and that makes her make a face, she liked hard mattresses.

She stood there for a while, fumbling with her cellphone mostly texting Amanda to ask Luke, Chris's address to go a bust his balls.

.

Luke asked if he knows you're in LA?

Nope. Don't tell him, I want to surprised him

Of course, babe. I'm texting him, to see what's he's up to.

Record it!

Sofía let out a mischievous laugh and open a new text and wrote.

Heeey❤ , when you're coming back??? I need my Chris to get me through the day 😣

Ah, man. Don't tell me that sweetheart. I'm tied to this fucking city and I miss your ass.

He replied almost instantly.

Sofía let out a laugh, they haven't seen for a good two months now since the water war, he had left the day after. Now it's been roughly nine months since they were friends.

I miss our drunk brunch with beers and pretzels and you trying to convince me to be a Patriots fan.

What's going to happen if I get convert into a Patriots fan?

I miss that Goddamn beer, that's for fucking sure and football season just started, tonight's the first pats game. Use the shirt?, I'm sure you're going to give the boys good luck. pleaseeeeee.

I'll probably get hard just like when I get to touch boobs when I was 13.

She asked out of curiosity, mostly.

So, it's going to happen…?,

Woow, it's gonna be the event of the year.

You're mean. You played with my heart. I changed your name on my phone, you aren't Sofi anymore, it's evil Sofia now.

Not likely.

And with that, he attached a screen capture of her new name with a broken heart and everything.

“Ah, maybe I'll surprise this meatball.” She whispered to herself replying a simple and evil:

Mohahaha 😈

Sofía stand up from the bed and went straight to her suitcase and started pulling a piece of clothes after piece of clothing until she finds what he packed for a special occasion with her soft meatball. (That was Chris's name on her phone now), she was waiting for his birthday to do so, but now it seems like a good time also.

After a quick shower she changed into some blue jeans, a shirt, and a leather jacket, she applied some makeup nothing too complicated but she felt cute a little bit of perfume and loaded her backpack with a few things.

Mandy had texted Chris's address and Sofia uber her ass a few blocks down after Luke's advice to keep his privacy.

“Holy shit,” Sofía whistle when she reached the front of the property. She looked at the intensity of the ‘house’ and sighed.

She wasn't used to this kind of luxury, first world thing. Hell, she grows up in a shitty one-bedroom apartment with no privacy whatsoever, and the first time in her life that she had a bedroom is living with Amanda in Boston.

She knew that Chris was a famous actor and was rich, the fact that he seems rich even walking in sweatpants, beard, and a baseball cap. Besides joking with Amanda about fucking Captain America, honest to God. Sofia couldn't give less of a fuck about fame, money and all that. There's one thing in life she desired more than everything and was a peaceful life and she's getting there.

She looked around for the doorbell besides a gate and push it, she was sure that whoever was on the other side was looking through that camera pointed at her.

Before ringing the bell, she adjusted the cap over her head and hold up the pizza box she bought, and the six-pack his favorite kind of beer from the brewery, and with that, she rings it.

“You've got the pizza, right?” A voice comes up from the speaker and it wasn't Chris's.

“Sure.” She makes a face speaking back.

“Alright, look the game just started to get in and I'll pay you inside.” The masculine voice said back and she heard the buzzing on the gate and it opened up.

“Okay, this is how I get murdered on a movie or there's the beginning of gangbang porn,” Sofía said shaking her head and opened the big ass door and show herself up to Chris's home.

The first thing that she felt was the smell of pretty good fucking weed and cigarettes and the frat boy loudness that Chris liked with his friends, she followed the sounds and found them all, six of them, scattered around the TV.

Chris was right in front of it, his stupid Patriots shirt and a beer in one hand.

“Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me!” He shouted at the TV. “How the fuck they didn't score that!”

“Because Tom Brady is a douche,” Sofía said casually standing making every dude turn around and look at her and stare like she was telling a blasphemy.

Chris couldn't care less as soon he realized that Sofia was standing there, holding a box of pizza and his favorite six-pack of beer. He squealed like a baby seal and throw his arms up making her laugh as he approached her.

“Ohmygod!” He said in an unbelievable cute voice as he grabbed the pizza box and six-pack putting them on the table and then wrap his arms around her waist and pull her off the floor on a tight hug.

“I missed you, dude.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and hug him tight.

“Yes, miss you too.” Chris planted a loud kiss on her cheek and let her down, putting an arm around her shoulders with a big smile he introduced them to his friends.

“Guys, this is Sofia.”

~~~

It's getting there guys, it's about to get juicy.

Thanks everyone for the feedback, I'm deeply grateful.

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