The Avenger's Anti-Hero - Falling Apart [Book 1]

The Alleyway

Aurora pov

It was a rainy night. I was walking through an alleyway while playing with a knife. I stopped when I heard a sound. I squatted down so I would be less visible. I listened to the sound. I recognized it and sighed. I stood up and turned around.

"Barton," I said. "Is there a specific reason why you're following me?".

He looked at me. "Stark told me to," he said.

"Ofcourse he did," I mumbled. "Let me guess," I started. "I have to come back to the tower". He nodded.

I sighed. I didn't want to go back to the tower. Half of them didn't even trust me. And I enjoyed being outside at night anyways.

"I'm not coming yet. I'm not even causing any trouble so there's no reason to get me back," I said.

I already turned around to walk away when he shot an arrow at me. I catched it. I then looked at it and broke it in half.

"Really?" I said. I turned back at him and tilted my head a little.

"I'm sorry Moore," he said. I couldn't help a little smirk while shaking my head.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Nothing," I responded. "But you don't shoot at friends last time I checked".

I smirked again and looked at him. "What if I don't want to come?"

"Just come, Aurora," he said with a little sight. "We should get over all this drama".

"Maybe I like the drama," I responded. "With a bottle of whiskey". He looked at me.

"You don't like the drama but there is whiskey," he said.

"Fine, I'll come."