We get to the hospital, and check in.

"Hello, how can I help you?" A petite blonde asks me.

"I'm here to see my father, Mr. Jason Alister?" I ask.

"Room 209." She says, and I thank her before taking off. Chris stays on my heels, and grabs my hand and turns me to face him.

"I have a question for you later." He says, and I look up at him.

"What kind of question?" I ask.

"One you might like or hate." He says, and starts walking. I catch up to him and knock.

"Come on in!" My sister's voice yells, and I open the door. My brunette headed sister looks up at me and gets up from her place by my dad.

"Hey Kray." I say, and hug her.

"Hey baby. This must be the infamous Chris Evans I've heard about." He shakes her hand, and I go hug my brother-in-law. I look at my old man in the bed, and he smiles.

"I just visited you last week, old man. Why didn't you tell me that you were acting up again?" I sit on his bed, lay down and curl up beside him. He kisses the top of my head.

"Because neither of my girls needed to know that I was ill. Especially after the last scare." He rubs my arm, and looks at Chris.

"Are you Chris?" He asks. Chris nods, and comes closer.

"Yes sir." He sits in the chair on the other side of the bed, and he shakes my father's hand.

"Never in McKenzie's life did I expect her to land a handsome good guy." Dad says, and all of us laugh, except Chris.

"Dad! Gee, I think you just ruined it." I sit up, and he chuckles.

"But in all seriousness, I need to have a moment alone with this young man. Leave children."

We walk out, and sit there, playing cards in the hall like idiots.

"What are we playing again?" Kraya asks.

"War." I say, and lay down the 10 of diamonds, Troy lays down a 4 of spades, and Kraya lays down a 2 of hearts. I take the cards, and Chris comes out.

"So?" Troy asks. "Did he give you the sex talk like he did me?" Kraya playfully smacks his chest and Chris helps me up. I go in to find my dad asleep, and close his door. I walk out with Chris, and he gets in the passengers seat, after I start the truck. I drive to my sister's house in Manhattan, and park on the street. I get out and get my stuff before Chris comes around and gets my suitcase.

"Chris, I can get my suitcase." I say, as I put my backpack on. He shakes his head and heads inside, which immediately gives me a weird feeling.

What's he hiding from me?

*Chris' POV*

I play with the necklace box in my pocket, as I lay our suitcases in the closet. I hide the necklace box in my side table, and close the drawer.

McKenzie walks in, and puts her bag in the bedroom we're going to share for the next two months.

We have the spare room and its fricking humongous.

The queen size bed was big enough to share about two more people with me and was all semi dark tones.

Yes a guy knows what this is. Deal with it.

A comfy chair sits in a corner with a stack of books on the floor next to it. She sits in the chair, and grabs a book. I look out the big slider door at the New York skyline, and she looks at me.

"You're acting weird." She says.

"Am I?" I give her a look.

"Yes. Where did you put my suitcase? I'm going to put my clothes in the dresser. You're welcome to it also." She says, and abandons her book.

"The closet." I say, and she goes in and pulls her suitcase out.

"You just. You've been acting really weird. Like normally, you wouldn't evade my questions like you are right now." She unpacks quickly, and hides her suitcase underneath the bed. I do the same, and lay on the bed.

"I'm not evading the question. I'm just not sure about my question for you." She gets on her side of the bed, and flops backward, so that our heads are in line with each other, just opposite sides.

"Why don't you just ask me. You might like the answer you get." She says, and turns her head. I turn mine, and we're close enough to kiss.

Be still my beating heart.

"Well. It's kind of an important question." I say, and look at the ceiling again. She shifts and her head is hovering above mine.

"Ask me. Quit procrastinating." She orders, and I sigh.

"My question is..... Would you..... Possibly....." I stumble.

"Evans." She has the tone of irritated in her voice, and I close my eyes.

"Would you be my girlfriend?" I hurriedly say, and opening an eye to look at her. She smiles.

"Now was that so hard to ask?" She moves forward a little and kisses me softly.

"Yes, it was. I also got you something. If you had said yes..." She laughs.

"You didn't need to get me anything." I shake my head.

"I did." She gets up, and I open the side table drawer and hand her the necklace box. She opens it, and gasps.

"Evans, you didn't...." She lifts the heart shaped charm out of the box, and I smile. I take it from her, and she holds up her hair. I clasp it around her neck, and watch it fall to the base of her neck. She smiles real big, and puts the box on her side table. She looks at me, and I know she liked it.

"So Red. What's up?" I ask nonchalantly.

"Well. This really handsome guy asked me to be his girlfriend. He also gave me this really pretty necklace, that I'm sure I will wear forever." She gushes and I laugh.

"Sounds fun." I say, and she playfully smacks my chest. We get up and go into the living room, where Kraya and Troy are thumb wrestling.

"Hey, Kray." Kenz says, and plops herself on the couch. I sit next to her, and Kraya looks at her sister.

"Mom is coming over in a few minutes. I would throw some makeup on and a better outfit." Kenzie jumps over my lap and rushes into our room before I follow her.

"Why do you need to be dolled up for your mom?" I ask, scratching my head.

"Because my Mom is very picky." She goes into the closet and then looks at me.

"What?" I ask, giving her a look.

"Turn around, Mr. Gentleman." I sigh and turn around. I hear her throw her clothes onto the floor, and slip something on. I turn around, and she opens her arms.

"Well?" She has on a teal dress that stops mid thigh and three quarter sleeves. She is taller thanks to her black heels, and her face is made up.

"Damn." I say, and she gives me a glare.

"Not funny." I nod.

"I know. But if your mom doesn't approve, there is no pleasing this woman." She blushes, and I walk over and give her a kiss on her forehead. We walk out, and her mom looks at her.

"McKenzie. Don't you look... Good." I mentally want to shake this woman.

"Uh, thanks." Kenz looks like she wants to run away. I put my hand on the small of her back to keep her from it.

We sit down and eat, and all her Mom wants to talk about is work. She asks Kenz of she's written anything new, and Kenz mumbles her answer.

I know Kenz doesn't like her, but does her mom always have to be a bitch?

I quickly finish, and wash up my dishes and get the hell out of there. I close the door to our room, and go out on the balcony.

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AN:

Awe, they got together...

Anyway, her mom is a bitch. You'll find out why here in a few chapters.

Later gators

❤ -AFreak-