Ivy and Barnes

Chapter one

Ivy's pov

So time for a little introduction. Hi my name is Bucky, (well that's what people call me. The reason why they call me that is because I love and I mean love Marvel MCU and Bucky aka the Winter soldier. So with my passionate love for him I got the nickname Bucky) I'm 18 years old. I live by myself, yay, that was sarcastic if you couldn't tell. It's pretty lonely by myself. Anyways bla blah blah, there's my life story, just kidding, that's it for now. Okay back to business. I'm on a little mission, and no not the "I'm an assassin, or superhero. I'm on a mission to find, wait for it, the best place to eat, yes I know it's a huge mission but I can handle it, I think. I've been wandering around the city looking for a good place to eat and talk to myself. Which I always do if you couldn't tell. Ahhhh there it is a cute cafe for rich white girls that think there is all that, quirky girls, and all those cliché people. Now I'm neither, Obviously. I walked into the little cafe called, wait I know I didn't look, anyway. I see there is a bit of a line but I'm hungry so I'll wait. When I walk up to the front I'm greeted with a cute girl with light brown hair and a huge smile.

"Hey I'm Parker. How can I take your order?"

I've always wondered who came up with that. Like it's kind of a weird question. "How can I take your order?" um by listening.

"Hi, how are you?"

"I'm good. So what would you like?"

"I would like a medium iced white mocha. Oh and a everything bagel."

"Is that all?"

"Yes."I nod.

"Okay that will be $10.50." She smiles

I hand her my credit card.

"Here you go."

"Thanks."

So yall know Deadpool right? Where there is no fourth wall. Well there is one here because I'm not part of the MCU and have a crush on one of them (you know what I mean like there aren't Seb or Chris just Cap and Bucky, anyways), no assassin on the run like the cool fanfics, and I don't know any of the celebrities. You're probably asking why I'm talking about this. Maybe you're thinking that this is a foreshadow and I met one of the men. Or maybe just maybe I end up in the MCU and the Avengers are like how did she get here. Now we'll just have to wait. Oooh little side note I'm a girl and my full name is Ivy Stark. Oh you may have just noticed how my last name is Stark. I know I know, crazy. I didn't ask for this last name, it just happened, don't come after me. Yes, Iron Man is my comfort character (he's like a cool dad.)

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"Order for Bucky!"

Ahh my lovely name. I get up from where I'm sitting to get my order and I see someone going up to get it. Who the heck is named Bucky the heck. Get away from my food. Then I hear a man's voice.

"For Bucky?"

"Ya, but I think this is a womens order."

"A iced white mocha for Bucky?"

"Oh sorry," says the man as I walk up to the counter.

"It's mine. Thanks." I smile at the women grabbing my drink. I look over to see the man. I mean if another guy is named Bucky he has to be hot. Right? I cross my fingers hoping this guy is hot. I slowly look up. And oh my freaking god. That's Sebastian Stan. omg omg omg omg omg. There is now way that's Sebastain. Why would he go by Bucky? That's his character's name. Omg I'm freaking out right now. What do I do? I have to say hi or something. He looks at me.

"Hey. I love your name." He smiles.

"Oh. Uh. Thanks. But it's actually my nickname."

"Oh that's cute. Do you mind if I ask what your real name is?"

"Thanks. And my name is Ivy."

Ok so do I ask if he is Sebastain Stan or what? I reach out my hand to his. I smile as he shakes it.

"I have a question. Are you Sebastain Stan?"

"No, it's Bucky." he laughs

"Oh, sorry. You just look like this guy who plays a character named Bucky. I just thought they were going by that nickname. My bad."

"It's fine. I've never heard of a Sebatain Stan though."

Omg this isn't happening. This can't be happening. Ahhahah. No way. Am I somehow in the MCU? Ok is this real? Please tell me earlier was a foreshadow.

"Really?"

He nods his head. It's time to breathe Ivy.

"Have you not heard of Marvel?"

"No."

"The Winter Soldier?"

His eyes widened. Sh*t.

"Sorry. Did I say something wrong?"

His voice goes quiet,"Umm. No."

Let's go Ivy. Just say it..

"You look like the Winter Soldier."

Shoot I don't know if I should have said that. Oh well.

"I'm sorry you got the wrong person." he says in breaths as he heastly walks away. Crap. I really messed up. I ran after him. Forgetting my food that I ordered, which was expensive, might I add.

"Hey. Wait. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything."

Come on Buck, turn around. He stops and looks back at me. With a sigh he walks over to me.

"I'm sorry Ivy. It's just that."

He pulls me aside and whispers in my ear

"I am the Winter Soldier."

"Oh. I-I I'm sorry."

"It's fine, just call me Bucky."

I smile.

"Ok. It's kinda weird to call someone else that thought because that's kinda my name. Only my parents and one friend call me Ivy. I'm just Bucky." I let out a small laugh.

"Oh. So. Ivy? What do you want me to call you?"
"Bucky."

"What do I call you Mr. Barnes?"
"That."

I raise my eyebrow in confusion. He laughs.

"Call me Barnes."

"Ok then. Well Barnes I also ordered food back there and it's probably cold now so I'll have to go. It was a pleasure meeting you Barnes."

I turn around with a smile. Grinning from ear to ear. Holy cricket I just met Bucky Barnes. I'm literally gonna die.

"Wait. Bucky."

"Ya Barnes?"
"Can I have your number?"

Sh*t

"Of course."

I reach out my hand for his phone.

"What?"

"Your phone Barnes. So I can put my number in it."

"Oh."

I grab his phone to put my number in. I can't help but smile. I go to contacts and put in my number. Oh I gotta put a photo for my contact. I raise up his phone and smile for a picture. Create new contact. Yes sir. I then message myself so he won't forget to text me. Ding. My phone goes off. I hand him his phone.

"There ya go Barnes."

"Bye Bucky."

I'm literally going to faint. I just met Bucky and got his phone number. I think I'm dreaming. I have to be. I get back inside the cafe. I go back up to the counter and grab my now cold food, and walk out the door.