You were sat on set, fiddling with the props. You twirled Thor's hammer around before a cruel-looking lady with bright blue hair and mocha eyes and c major lips decided to snatch it from your hands and firmly place it back down on the prop's table.
You walked over to Chris, who sat in a makeup chair getting foundation put on his already beautiful face.
"Chris, I'm bored." You sighed, falling dramatically to the ground and draping your body atop a grand piano. Your glass of chardonnay spilled over your fur rug slightly during the graceful fall.
"Go talk to other cast members, y/n... You have so many people here; Scarlett, Zayn--"
You looked up, curious, "Zayn? As in One Direction?"
Chris chuckled lightly, "Yeah. Harry's not the only one who can act. Why don't you go find Zpiderman."
You gasped and ran off, however you stopped dead in your tracks when you saw him.
Your trainers squeaked against the linoleum floor loudly, so you sat still, watching the two as you peeked out from your hiding spot; behind a wall.
Liam and Zayn were arguing, and Zayn had tears in his eyes. He caressed Liam Payne's buff, muscular arm. "Liam, baby--"
"We're through, Zayn." He hissed.
With tears in his eyes, Zayn begged him to stay. But Liam turned and said, "hey man, I love you, but no fucking way."
Zayn stood there, defeated, as Liam skipped away into the distance.
This was it; your chance. You were Chris Evans' child. You could do this. You could be the next Goku Hadid. The next Liam Payne.
You could be Y/N Malik. That had a nice ring to it.
You walked over, pushing out your chest. "Zayn, are you okay?" You asked softly. He sniffled slightly and nodded.
You ripped off your shirt revealing your humungonungous boobs. Zayn gasped. You smiled and ruffled your dark hair (with pink highlights).
"It's fine. That shirt was a bit too... small.." You say sensually. You use a piece of the fabric of your ripped shirt to wipe away Zayn's delicate tears. A loose strand of your dark hair (with pink highlights) fell in your face.
"I need something... Big, y'know?" You scream seductively as you caress his dick. He stares at your dark hair (with pink highlights).
It was like he'd never seen dark hair (with pink highlights) before.
"Anyway, I have to go," you say, skipping away into the distance like Liam did. Again, leaving Zayn.
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A/N: dam 2 updates in one day? well fuck my ass and call me wendy cuz i am the BEST author 😎 what even is a great gatsby
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Destiny: A Chris Evans Adoption Story
General FictionA young girl is adopted by Chris Evans, a young, famous celebrity. How will she cope with the overwhelming reality of her life, coming to terms and accepting her tragic past, and dealing with life with Captain America as her father?
