The Maid of little honor. (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter 13

IN THIS CHAPTER Y/N CLAIMS TO WRITE THIS SONG. THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT TRUE. THE LYRICS OF THE SONG WILL BE SLIGHTLY ALTERED TO FIT THE STORY BUT NOT A LOT.

*Y/N's POV*

I sat at the piano. "This is actually an original song that I wrote about the orphanage and being left there. I was told that my mother didn't know about it and that a man, who I assume was my father, dropped me off. So I wrote about that." (PLAY THE VIDEO.) The lyrics y/n sang are: 

Oh, it hurts the most 'cause I don't know the cause
Maybe I shouldn't have cried when you left and they told me not to wait
Oh, it kills the most to say that I still care
Now I'm left tryna rewind the times you held and kissed my headI wonder if you're thinkin', "Is she alright all alone?"
I wonder if you tried to call but couldn't find your phone
Have I ever crossed your thoughts because your name's all over mine?
A moment in time, don't watch me cry
A moment in time, don't watch me cryI'm not crying 'cause you left me on my own
I'm not crying 'cause you left me with no warning
I'm just crying 'cause I can't escape what could've been
Are you aware when you set me free?
All I can do is let my heart bleedOh, it's harder when you can't see through his thoughts
Not that I wanna get in but I want to see how his mind worked
No, it's harder when she don't know what he's done
Thinking it's best that they leave, meaning that I'll have to move onOh, I wonder if you're thinkin', "Is she alright all alone?"
I wonder if you tried to call but couldn't find your phone
Have I ever crossed your thoughts because your name's all over mine
A moment in time, don't watch me cry
A moment in time, don't watch me cryI'm not crying 'cause you left me on my own
I'm not crying 'cause you left me with no warning
I'm just crying 'cause I can't escape what could've been
Are you aware when you set me free?
All I can do is let my heart bleed

I looked up from the piano to see Nat in tears with Bruce comforting her. Wanda was on the verge of tears. Everyone else's face just looked solemn. Oh god. I've ruined it. Everyone sang happy-ish songs and here I am, ruining it with my depressing song. I heard a single clap from someone in the room. I turned to look. Steve. He started clapping. "That was incredible!" He said, smiling. Thor nodded in agreement. All at once, everyone started clapping. "I didn't know you could sing y/n!" Wanda said, tears running down her face but she was still smiling. I blushed. Oh god y/n. Get a grip of yourself.

*NAT'S POV*

After y/n had finished, singing, I couldn't contain my sobs. It was all my fault. This entire song was written about me leaving her at that awful orphanage. I felt an arm shift around my shoulders, Bruce. I can't believe it. I just wanted to run and hug her and tell her that I was so sorry. I calmed myself down, gathering my thoughts. I didn't even know if it was true yet. Steve started clapping and I realized that I wasn't the only one crying or with tears in my eyes. Poor y/n looked petrified like she was going to cry if anyone said anything. I joined in the clapping as Wanda stood up in shock at y/n's amazing voice. Y/n blushed. 

No one wanted to follow y/n's performance so we decided to call it a night. Bruce looked at me and signaled towards the lab door. The results. Oh god. I felt sick. We walked down the corridor in complete silence. I sat down and Bruce went over to the computer. I fiddled with my fingers and picked at my nails nervously. "Ok," Bruce said, as he walked towards me, "Are you sure you want to know? You can still back out." He said as he held the results in his hand. I took a deep breath. "I'm ready," I said, more confidently than I felt.    

*Y/N's POV*

I walked with Wanda back to her room, still pleased about Wanda's compliment from earlier. I walked in and closed the door behind me, giggling as Wanda flopped on the bed. She patted the bed next to her, signaling for me to lie down. I felt happy. For the first time in my life, I didn't have to worry about breaking any rules and being punished for it. I loved it. I loved her. Whether it was just as friends or more, I didn't know. What I do know is that it wasn't like this with Jackson. With Jackson, I never loved him. I thought I did but in reality, I loved the thought of him. The thought of him protecting me and looking after me. Not the reality of him beating me and torturing me. I pushed him out of my brain as I walked, as slowly as possible towards Wanda, purposely annoying her. She grabbed my arm and dragged me towards her, my body flopping on the bed next to hers. I laughed as she huffed and lay next to me. I turned my head to look at her, our eyes connecting, our faces once again inches apart. She was already looking at me. I smiled gently, getting lost in her gorgeous eyes. Her hair framed her face perfectly. I found my body rolling onto my side, relieving the strain in my neck. Wanda followed suit. How I wished I could read her thoughts right now; see what she was thinking. I felt myself gravitate towards her, our faces close, lips even closer.

A knock at the door jolted me back to reality as I jumped off the bed, leaving Wanda lying there. I walked towards the door and opened it. "I just wanted to give you these. Take one now and then every 24 hours after that until you run out. It should help prevent any infections." Bruce said, handing me a bottle of pills. I smiled gratefully at him, "Thanks" I said. "No problem," He replied, walking away. I closed the door and turned around to see Wanda stood in front of me, her body barely two inches away from mine. Her hand skimmed past my waist as she locked the door. She walked away saying, "You ready for bed?" I could hear her smiling in the way she said it. She knew what she was doing. I however was left stood there like an idiot trying to compute what had just happened. Was she flirting with me?

*WANDA's POV*    

I walked behind y/n as she closed the door and said bye to Bruce. I didn't know how she would react to this but I guess there is only one way to find out. I stood inches away from her as she closed the door and turned around. I stood for a few seconds before moving. I slowly reached my hand down past her waist, making sure to touch it but only lightly. I saw her eyes fall towards my arm, curious about what I was doing. I could almost feel the breath leave her body. I carried on past her waist and locked the door, quickly turning around as if nothing had happened and asked if she was ready to go to bed. I smiled when she didn't reply. I hoped she got the message that I liked her. I walked towards the bathroom and started getting myself ready by taking off my makeup and brushing my teeth. I took off my top ready to get changed when y/n walked through the door. She quickly spun around and closed the door behind her. "Sorry" she shouted back. I chuckled quietly to myself. "It's ok" I shouted back. This just keeps getting better and better.

"Could you pass me my pajamas please, y/n?" I asked smirking slightly. I heard her shuffle around as I stood there, making no attempt to cover myself back up. I had a bra on so it wasn't that bad. She opened the door, one hand over her eyes, the other holding a bundle of clothes. I walked towards the door laughing. I grabbed the clothes and she left the room. I got changed and went to open the door. "y/n are you decent?" I asked. "Yeah," she replied. I walked into the room to see y/n sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes brimmed with tears. Her hands picked at her nails and her leg was shaking furiously. I slowly approached her and took her hands in mine. She looked at me, biting her lip. I kept one hand on hers and the other went to her leg to stop the shaking. "It's ok," I whispered,"You're ok. Why are you upset?" "I...I...I'm sorry," y/n stammered, "I...I didnt m...mean to m...make you uncomfortable. I...I j...just though that y...you were washing y...your face and b...brushing your teeth I-" I cut her off, "You don't need to apologise. Its ok. Were good friends, I don't mind if you see me in a bra. I wasn't uncomfortable. I think you were more uncomfortable than me." I chuckled along with y/n at that last sentence. "Lets get you changed and into bed." She got changed and climbed into bed next to me. I placed an arm round her waist and fell asleep.