I guess I didn't know how much Scarlett really meant to me until I couldn't see her anymore. It's been three days after our argument and I haven't left my apartment since. Tom called and I told him everything. He and I chatted a bit until he had to leave and go spend time with his girlfriend. I talked with Maria and she told me I am always welcome at the times but I refused. For the time being I am not going to search for work. I am trying to sort out my emotions before the 16th. I am packing my luggage for England. I'll be staying there for some time. I need to get myself centered and alright. I can't let myself spiral because of a girl again.

The family jet is going to arrive tonight so they can bring be back home. I have a few hours until I have to leave for the airport. I was putting away clean dishes when I got a text message. It's from her. I never changed her name in my phone. What does she want. I dry ny hands and unlock my phone.

Hey, have you heard from Maria? She isn't responding to me at all.

I talked with her recently, maybe she's just busy with work.

Okay, I'll try calling her again.

She really had the nerve to reach out to me because of Maria. After accusing me of sleeping with her to be my friend. I get dressed to go outside. I need to get myself a few things before I leave.

I walked into the Barnes & Noble and immediately my eyes were drawn to a man I know well, Chris Evans. I don't walk up to him because I don't want to talk about Scarlett, not yet at least. While in the fantasy isle I am joined by someone standing next to me.

"What type of genre would you recommend?" he says putting a hand onto my shoulder

"How about a hello first?" I say and he laughs

"How are you? I haven't seen you since the premiere." he says

"I'm good just been busy." I say

"Where's Scarlett I have something to show he here?" He says looking around.

"I came alone Chris." I say

"Well thats too bad. I guess I'll just take a picture instead"

"What brought you into a bookstore?" I ask him

"Well I wanted to get some books for my new place."

"Oh you moved?" I ask him

"Yeah, I just signed the papers. I still own my old house I just wanted something that is more close to Broadway you know?" he says

"Oh, well that makes sense. I suggest you buy some classics first and then move onto bestsellers and the newer books. I have no hard feelings and I mean no offence but classics are simply classics. You can't go wrong with them."I say and put another book onto the pile I had on the floor.

"Whats that then?" he says pointing to the pile.

"A problem" He and I laugh at that

"Do you want to grab a coffee with me?" he says

I check my watch and see it is only 2 pm.

"Sure, let me just go to check out and we can head to the starbucks nearby" I say. He agrees and follows me to the register. I take out my wallet and see the red card. Her card. I give the cashier my black card and sign. We head out and I put my bags into the trunk.

"Just so you know I don't have a lot of time to spare for you today." I say as we fall into a stroll.

"I know, Scarlett can be a lot sometimes." he says putting on his sunglasses.

"No it's not her, I quit actually" I say.

"No way! What happened I thought you were getting along"

"Thats what I thought too until the other night."

We enter Starbucks and I get myself a mocha latte with almond milk.

"Do you mind if we go somewhere? I don't like being watched" he says nodding to paparazzi.

"Sure, do you want to come to my place? It's just 15 minutes from here."

"I'd like that thank you"

"No problem, give me your phone so we can meet there."

I type the address into his Iphone 6 and we head back to out cars. I wave to him and drive to my place. I leave a stop for him to park and I wait in front. I didn't tell him my room number or anything. In a few minutes I see his G wagon and he parks on the street opposite of mine.

"Nice neighbourhood you have here. I never thought you'd live some place like here." he says coming closer to me

"Walt until you go inside."

He follows behind and I open the door for him. He just stares in awe of the place.

"Do you want to sit in the kitchen or we could go into the living room" I say and close the front door.

"Living room will do"

I can't believe I have Chris fucking Evans in my house right now. I can't believe it. Even though we're friends I still get starstruck.

"You go into the living room. I'll fetch us some cupcakes"

I made red velvet cupcakes yesterday because I had nothing to do. I bring the cupcakes into the living room and find Chris admiring my bookshelf.

"Wow you have so many books" he says sitting back down.

"Thats just a pinch of it I have more scattered around."

"So, how are you holding up? You just lost a job" he asks

"I honestly don't know. I feel sort of sad because of it."

"Have you stayed in touch with Scar."

"Not really. I mean she texted me this morning asking about Maria but that would be it" I say

"Weren't you two friends?"

"Our relationship was very complicated. That's my fault mostly. I don't like talking about myself or hugging people that much and she took that to heart." I say

"Yeah, she and I talked about you once. She kept on complaining how you refer to her as Ms and stuff like that."

"Yeah we touched on that during our argument. I'm just sad I burned a bridge." I say

"I don't think you did. Scarlett is a complicated being just like all of us."

"How come you and I can talk so freely but, when it comes to me and her I feel the need to shut down?"

"I don't know. I just hope she's alright"

"Yeah, same here." we stay there in silence for a few minutes and suddenly he jumps up onto his legs coming closer to the bookshelf.

"How do you have this book?"

"My father gave it to me" I say

"Your father knew William?" he asks

"Actually I did, William is my father"

He opens his eyes in shock. I feel like they are going to pop out of his sockets.

"Shut up! I never knew that I thought his daughter passed away" he says

"She did, I'm the youngest." I say and smile at him.

"How come I didn't know this sooner?" he asks

"I keep my identity very private."

"Wait so you're Agnes?"

"Agnes is my middle name"

"You son of a bitch! You're briliant!"

"Thank you, this is the best reaction I've gotten by far."

"I bet Scarlett had a rough one" he says

"Actually.." I stay quiet

"She doesn't know?" he asks

"No, she does not" I say looking at my hands

"Why didn't you tell her"

"I didn't want her to look at me any differently just because I have some sort of power"

"Well everyone knows you're rich Lena? What difference would it make if she knew why?" He says and I honestly don't have anything to reply with. I can't tell him I like her. She'll find out and I'll be to embarrassed.

"Don't tell me you like her" he says sitting down.

"What? No, I don't fancy Scarlett" I sit back down getting hot.

"You are such a bad liar!" he says smiling.

"Am not! I can lie pretty good." I say

"But your cheeks can't" he says and laughs

I put my head into my hands. What am I doing with my life here.

"I understand how it may feel. I had a crush on a friend once too." he says sitting next to me trying to comfort me.

"She and I weren't friends. She was my boss" I say still with my head in my hands

"Well whatever you two were you still caught feelings."

"Please don't tell her anything" I say

"Don't worry my lips are sealed. How about we watch something. To get your mind out of the gutter"

"My mind was never in the gutter"

"mmhm, sure whatever helps you sleep at night" he says getting up.

"I'll make us popcorn here's the remote, find something interesting." I say standing up and handing him the remote control. He laughs and I leave the living room.

I make us some popcorn and take out some fizzy drinks out of my refrigerator too. I know he likes La Croix and Coca Cola. I used to bring him some on set. We have the cupcakes in the living room already so I guess thats it. I carry everything on a tray and see that be made sure to set the blinds so we can see the tv a lot better.

"The're still hot" I say as he reaches for the popcorn

"What are we watching?" I say and plop on the couch next to him.

"My favourite movie when I'm in a slump, Mamma mia" he smiles

"You have taste Evans I have to admit."

"You're the first to say so. Most of my friends call me a dork."

"Good for you I'm a dork myself."

We play the film and on the corner of my eye I can see Chis mouthing the words to the film. How many times has he seen this? I like this film and it's cozy just being in his company. He makes me feel safe and comfortable. I like him.

"I know the choreography to this" I say as a song starts

"What are you waiting for? Show me!"

I stand up and dance next to the tv. He doesn't take his eyes off me as I dance. The song finishes and I sit back down.

"That was pretty cool" he fist bumps me and we continue to watch

"You gotta sing Slipping through my fingers Chris"

"Only if you join me"

"You know I will."

We stand up and I take my phone and pretend it's a microphone.

"School bag in hand she leaves home in the early morning" I sing

"I don't have a mic" I hand him the remote

"Waving goodbye with an absent minded smile"

"I watch her go with a surge of that well-known silence and I have to sit down for a while" He sings.

I never knew he'd be a musical type of person but I'm loving this side of him. He seems so carefree and relaxed.

"The feeling that I'm loosing her forever. And without really entering her world"

"I hope that one day I could share her laughter that funny little girl"

In this moment it is just the two of us. We share eye contact that is so strong none of us want to let go. Every time I watch a musical I sing alone and now, to share something of mine so fast is surprising to me. I let go with him faster than with Scarlett, faster than with anyone.

We dance and sing throughout the entire film and we have so much fun doing so. We take a few brakes to calm ourselves down but we go back to it pretty fast. I think I just made a connection with someone for the first time in a long time. I'm glad it is him.

"I'm leaving for the airport in less than two hours" I say as the movie ends

"Are you heading back home?" he asks

"Yeah, the anniversary is coming up so I figured I'll come earlier and try to enjoy my time there." I say

"When will you return?" He asks sitting down next to me.

"I don't know. I haven't thought about that"

"Can I at least drive you to the airport?" He asks

"You don't have to do that. I'll call an uber or something" I say and collect the empty cans of soda

"Well I'm offering." He follows behind

"Fine then. I still have to pack a few things" I say to him.

"I can help you with that too. I can play music and keep you company so you stay extra focused." he offers

"That does sound appealing" I say

"Follow me. My suitcase is in my room."

And that is how I got packed. I laughed my ass off when Chris would play silly songs and he would come up with these jokes that were so strange but funny at the same time. We sang along to some Beatles and ABBA in my room. It was great. He lifted my spirits up so much I even forgot about Scarlett for a moment. As he was dropping me off she walked into my thoughts again. We got out of the car and he noticed my mood fell.

"You alright?" he asks

"I will be, once I leave this place for a bit." I say

He nods and helps me with my bag. I thank him for everything and he and I embrace each other. As I said I am not a hugger but her gave me some sort of comfort I never received. He didn't pressure me to talk nor did he ask questions while I was packing. I did most of the talking and I was happy to. He saw all of my books and I even gave him a copy of Hamlet. He really wanted it and who was I to say no so a face like that.

"Text me when you land." He says and smiles at me

"I will, see you soon"

"Take care and good luck with everything"

"Thank you, I'm going to need it"

With that we say goodbye for I don't know how long and I head into airport security. They check me and my bag and I am off to my jet. I am welcomed by my staff and they take my bags as I enter the plane. I get comfortable knowing I'll arrive by morning in London.

I am awoken by the flight attending. We're about to land in London. Upon exiting the plane I am met by a black jeep with tinted black windows.

"Ms Adams lovely seeing you. How was your flight?"

"Hello, let's just say it is good to be back." I say and enter the car.

It took us about half an hour to get to my family mansion but when we finally did a lot of memories went through my head.On our way back home I also sent a text message to Chris telling him I landed and that I am headed home. I quietly went inside and greeted Mark, our house security.Considering our wealth and status there are people out there who are willing to hurt or even kill us. That is why my dad hired Mark. Mark is a man who is one big teddy bear. Of course he looks like he's tough and can beat you up, but when you talk to him you realize it is the complete opposite.

I kept everyone in the house as they were. I also gave some of them the bigger rooms because I think they deserve it. They've been working for us for so long that they are considered family by now. I quietly go into my bedroom and stop once I see a note. It is from Miriam. She is our maid.

We found out you were finally coming back home so I made sure everything in your room is clean. I put new bedsheets and all your essentials into the bathroom.

-Miriam

Miriam is the closest person I had to a mother growing up. My mum was always busy with work and then the company, so she rarely payed any attention to me. She saw how resourceful I was and thought I could handle it on my own. Miriam was there for me when it came to everything and I truly love her. I change clothes and lay down on the bed. I am exhausted but at least I can sleep it off. Even though it is already morning.