How I Met Chris Evans (And Flirted With Him)

The Story of How I Met Chris Evans (And Flirted With Him)!

 

With Avenger’s End Game coming out next week, there’s no better time than the present to tell the story of how I met Chris Evans (also know as Captain America).

 

I flirted with him too…and he flirted back 😉

 

So Chris, if you’re reading this right now…

 

You’re single.

I’m single.

Maybe it’s meant to be.

Have your people get in touch with my people (aka me), and let’s set this up.

 

 

It all started back in the spring of 2015…

…when Cap ripped a log apart with his bare hands.

 

I mean…DAMN.  He got me.

 

Avengers Age of Ultron just came out, and I went to go see it at midnight with my brother and sister.  We kind of like the Avengers.

 

(We’re obsessed.)

 

I had never had a celebrity crush before.  I didn’t fawn over *NSYNC or the Backstreet Boys or the Hanson Brothers.  Mmm Bop was kind of dumb, am I right?  (Ok, I kind of like it a little bit now, but I think it’s mostly nostalgia for the 90s.)

 

Aaron Carter just didn’t do it for me.  Neither did Jonathan Taylor Thomas.  (Took me a few minutes to remember his name…almost wrote Jessie instead of Jonathan.)

 

 

Oh wait.

 

I lied.

 

Legolas from Lord of the Rings.  Well, Orlando Bloom really, but only with the Legolas wig on.

 

Geez.  Why am I so weird?

 

 

 

I think part of it too came from the fact that Chris played Captain America, and let’s face it.  Cap is the ideal man.

 

I spent six years of my life with the wrong person, so it was only natural to want to move on with Captain America.

 

 

After the movie, I hatched an idea

“Mr. Krabs! I have an ideeeeaaaaaa!” ~ Spongebob

 

I went to work the next day running on like 3 hours of sleep.

 

I was talking to my kids (8^th graders who are now seniors…eek!) about the movie, specifically about the part where Captain America rips that log in half.

 

And it dawned on me.  I wanted to go on a date with him.

 

We had a broadcasting class in the 8^th grade, and I put in a special request for the creation of a video to help me get a date with Chris Evans.

 

Man, we worked on that video for what had to be two months.  We got the OK from administration and from the broadcasting teacher and the kids got to work.

 

We did some research.

 

Chris likes brunettes.

 

I’m brunette.

 

Chris likes the New England Patriots.

 

I LIKE THE NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS.

 

Chris loves dogs.

 

I love dogs.

 

Match made in Heaven!

 

The kids kept saying OTP.  I had no idea what it meant but turns out it stands for One True Pairing.  Whatever.  I’ll take it.

 

We even had a hashtag too #Chryssa2k15

 

The video the kids made was freaking fantastic.  It was hilarious, and I (along with the kids) was sure it was going to work.

 

(Thank you Mia for all of your hardwork!)

 

The kids were hoping that we would end up on Ellen!

 

On the second to last day of school, we put the video up on YouTube.

 

Then…

 

…admin made us take it down.  The first hour it was up, it already had 100 views.  It was golden.

 

 

I was a little depressed after the video didn’t work out, but did I give up?

 

No.

 

 

I DID NOT GIVE UP

…on occasionally googling Chris Evans during fits of boredom.

 

I was on summer vacation, ok?  It’s a time for drinking red wine and doing a whole lotta nothing if I dang well please!

 

 

One day that summer, I google Chris Evans.  Low and behold, a news article pops up about how Chris Evans will be headlining the Salt Lake City Comic Con!  (It’s now called FanX.  The creators of the con were sued for using the name Comic Con.  ANYWAY.)

 

Salt Lake City is gorgeous by the way.  Highly recommend.  It was 80 and sunny in late September with a full moon and mountain views in the background.  Perfection.  It’s a very walkable city too, and transportation from the airport is cheap and easy…just sayin.

 

 

SO

 

I get my brother to go to the Con with me.

 

 

THEN we discovered that Chris Evans photo ops had already gone on sale and we missed them.  They were completely sold out.

 

DID I GIVE UP?

 

No.  I held onto hope that I would meet him somehow.

 

Through some strategic maneuvering, I managed to get both my brother and I individual photo ops plus a group photo with Chris and Sebastian Stan (Bucky/Winter Soldier).

 

 

We also got photos with the Weasley twins and Sean Astin, but this post is not about them!  (Sorry guys.)

 

 

At the Con

 

The photo op process is overwhelming.  You have to show up (with like 500 other people) at a specific time and wait in long lines.

 

The whole photo area is blocked off with curtains, and you can’t see what’s going on until you are like NEXT in line.

 

You walk behind the curtains, and the celebrity is there, and that alone is exciting and overwhelming.

 

BUT there’s also a photographer and a whole posse of people.  I would imagine they are the celebrity’s friends, his handler, volunteers and coordinators of the con, security, etc.

 

You’re seeing your favorite celeb for the first time, taking in the scene, looking at the set up and room full of people…barely enough time to process it all…and then you’re next.

 

They move you through the line SUPER quick.  “NEXT.”  Camera flash.  “NEXT.”

 

 

NEXT FLASH NEXT FLASH NEXT FLASH

 

 

We had our group photo with Cap and Bucky first on the Friday of the Con.

 

Chris definitely checked me out when we were standing there on the same side of the curtain waiting for our turn.

 

Well, at least that’s what it looked like to me, but I could be a little bit biased.  He looked over, and we locked eyes for a second.  Then his eyes did that up and down thing.

 

He took the pic with the group that had been ahead of us, and then it was our turn.

 

 

He touched the small of my back and said, “Hi, how are you?”

 

Pose.  Smile.  Flash. “NEXT!”

 

 

 

Whew.  Ok.  So, I was a little unprepared, but I’d be ready next time.

 

Also, we definitely should have asked for a redo because my brother looks like he’s about to blink.

 

 

 

Saturday, September 26, 2015

 

The plan was to be the last one in line.

 

I almost succeeded too.

 

Except for this stupid girl who claimed to “forget something.”  She had to run back to get it, so she ended up being last.  UGH.

 

She probably had a plan too.

 

 

So I was second to last.

 

 

I changed outfits twice that day.  I didn’t like the purple shirt I wore for the Sean Astin pic earlier.

 

I called my friend Kelly.  She helped with the outfit and with the line.

 

I had to say something to him this time!

 

It had to be short and sweet, but it also had to convey that I was not crazy/had a real job/I wanted him to know that I was a teacher…all in a couple of words.

 

Whew.  It was a lot of pressure.

 

I said the line over and over again as I waited for my turn.

 

 

The photo process repeated itself again, but this time I was a little more prepared.

 

I walked up to him and asked if we could do the prom pic pose (even though they told us not to ask for hugs).

 

He said, “Sure!”

 

So he put his arms around me.  Smile. Click. Flash.  “NEXT!”

 

Right before I walk away, I stop in front of him and say, “I just have to tell you…My students think we’re perfect for each other.”

 

The last girl is walking up and she’s practically right there now.  I start to walk away adrenaline coursing through my veins.  What a rush!

 

I take a few steps.

 

I hear a voice.

 

I freeze.

 

It takes me a minute to process that the voice is talking to me.

 

What did it say?

 

Time slowed down.  My brain and body were moving like molasses.

 

What did the voice say?!?!

 

C’mon brain.

 

It said, “Should we just get out of here right now then?”

 

Who did the voice belong to?!?!

 

CHRIS

 

HE SAID THAT TO ME.

 

CHRIS EVANS SAID, “SHOULD WE JUST GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW THEN?”

 

 

DID HE JUST HIT ON ME RIGHT AFTER I HIT ON HIM?!?!?!

 

 

Was he being serious?

 

 

Again, this all happened in a few nanoseconds, but it felt like minutes.

 

I turned back around to face him after my delay in processing time.

 

What do I do?  I was temporarily frozen.  Mind and body.

 

THIS IS WHY I WANTED TO BE THE LAST ONE IN LINE.

 

I didn’t want his security team coming after me if I lingered.

 

He was smiling and taking the picture with the other girl.

 

I didn’t know what to do, so I just walked away.

 

I FREAKING WALKED AWAY.

 

 

And that’s it.

 

After that, he went on to film Gifted where he met Jenny Slate, and they ended up dating.

 

The timing was all wrong anyway, I guess.

 

Timing is everything.

 

 

So what do you say Chris?

 

We’re both single.

 

Wanna give it a shot?

 

Call me, maybe?

 

 

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As always, thanks for following along and supporting me on this blogging journey!

 

xoxo, Alyssa

 

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