Clubbing

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Y/N pov

"Wow that line is crazy long" Clint says as they step outside the car. Derek gives the keys to someone whos gonna park the limo. As soon as you also step out someone screams your name and everyone turns to you. Flashing of cameras and more people screaming. I take Nat and Clint's hands and start walking towards the door. By now the whole city knows where you are. The door opens and that familiar woman meets you with a smile.

"Y/N Stark, long time no see" she says, dragging you into a hug.

"Laurel Queen, haven't seen you in a while either. How was the honeymoon"

"Fabulous" she answers, letting go of the hug. "I forgot to thank you properly for lending us that house"

"What house?" Nat interrupts you.

"Just a beach house in the Bahamas" she gives you a look. "What? Its not like we had the time to use it and yes i talked with Tony about lending it."

"So, whos your friends tonight?" Laurel asks, turning to them.

"Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton meet Laurel Queen" you say, introducing them.

"Come in then and as thanks, free drinks all night" she says, opening the door so you guys can walk into the loud nightclub.

"So you have any of that speciell left?" you whisper to Laurel and she nods, making her way away to her office. Negative of being a speedster is that alcohol goes too fast out of my system.

"Come on" you shout over the music, taking Nats hand and dragging her over the dance floor to the bar. Clint also follows you as well as Derek.

"Two GT" Nat says at the bar, ordering her and Clint.

"Aren't you getting a drink?" Clint asks as you sit down on the bar stool.

"Right, you've never partied with me. I have a little speciell drink since im a speedster" you explain as Laurel appears behind the bar with a vodka cranberry lime with a little spice then. "Thanks Luv"

"Hello there beautiful" a very wasted man says behind you, laying one hand on your thigh. Within a second you have him pinned to the bar stool behind you.

"Touch me again and you'll lose it" you say with an angry tone. "Men... " you roll your eyes, going back to sipping on your drink. You meet the gaze of a auburn haired girl on the dance floor. "I'm going dancing"

"Sure, we'll be here" Clint says, going back to his drink as you start making your way to that girl. Dancing your way over the dance floor.

"Hey there luv" she says with a seductive smile on her lips, looking you in the eyes.

"Heya stranger" you say back as she starts to dance with you. Her blue eyes still connected with yours.


Wanda pov

I can't sleep, i just can't. I'm somehow worried about you, i know i shoulnt but i am. Why am i worried about you, it's not like you mine to worry about. I look down on my phone again to see the pictures of you that's already up on the internet. With captions like 'Y/N Starks new girlfriend?' with a picture of you holdning Nats hand. 'Y/N Stark at ex-girlfriend Laurel Queen's bar Verdant' or just more accusations. But one caption that catches my eyes more than the others. 'Y/N Starks newest fling' with a picture of you kissing a redhead. If Nat wasn't in the back of the picture by the bar i would have sworn that was her. In the photos i can see your tattoo on your hip, with that red dress that looks like just two pieces of fabric tied together on the sides. I must say you do look good. But somewhat jealousy wells over me. For what? You're still not mine to be jealous of.

"What are you doing up at this hour?" Tony asks, entering the living room. Reminding me that i'm not in my room. I look at the clock and its three am, i've been sitting here for almost five hours.

"Can't sleep"

"Anything you wanna talk about, i know i'm not my sister but im a really good listener" he says, sitting down in the sofa next to me.

"No that's okay, i just need to be by myself in my thoughts"

"Fine, as you wish." he says, getting up again. "But you should clean her shirt, she kinda loves that shirt"

"I'll do that later" thats everything with me, do it later.

"Later is just another word for never" i have a feeling hes not talking about the shirt anymore. But before i can ask hes gone.

"Strange words from a strange man" i mutter for myself when the elevator dings. I hear muffled laughs and the sound of heels on the concrete floor. I start to walk towards the sound, towards my room as well.

"Wanda, what are you doing up?" Natashas voice whispers and i turn to see her and Clint. Not you.

"Just got some water" I answered. "Where's Y/N?"

"I don't know, somewhere" she answers and i can see that she had a lot to drink. Even though shes standing straight in those heels and talking normal, shes totally wasted.

"She left before us, with someone i think" with someone? who?

"Right, and she didn't take Derek with her because he drove us home" Nat says, starting to walk again towards the rooms.

"So you have no idea of where she is? Tony's gonna kill you for that" i say, and she smiles.

"Chill, im sure if you call her she'll pick up. She's a speedster so it's not like anyones gonna be able to kidnap her" i hadn't even thought about that.

"Breath Wanda, she can take care of herself" Clint says, seeing the slight panic in my eyes.

"I'll go to bed now, see you guys tomorrow" i say, walking into my room. I want to call you, just to know your safe or something. Before i can stop myself i've already pressed the dial button.

"This is Y/N Stark speaking" your voice comes from the phone.

"It's Wanda, i was just wondering where you are?" i can hear someone laugh in the background.

"Yeah im just fine here" you answer but whisper something else to the other person or persons making them laugh.

"Yeah and i was wondering if..." but you cut me off.

"I really should go, i'll talk to you late bye" you say and hang up. I feel embarrassed as i curl up in my bed. Feeling the soft fabric of your shirt on my wrists. 'Why do i feel like this?' a fear falls down my cheek again, 'it's not like you like me that way'. I feel that i want somebody to hold me but the only person i would want is you.

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