NATASHAS POV
"You've got to be fucking kidding me. I'm not wearing this Ava!"
"Yes. You are" I groaned and turned to face her.
"How come you get to wear pants" I whined like a child.
"Just cuz" she waved away my complaints and pulled me away from the mirror.
"I hate you"
"Love you too darling" she smiled up at me and took my hand pulling me down the hall. I gasped and stopped pulling her back to me, I lifted her arm and inspected it closely.
"Oooo its cute"
"Why did you get it?" She blushed in embarrassment and I got even more excited.
"Its, uh, nothing"
"Avaaaaa" she rolled her eyes at me.
"I'll tell you about mine if you tell me about yours" she smirked thinking she would get to keep her little secret.
"Deal" her smile fell, obviously expecting me to say no.
"Mines a symbol of my freedom" I shrugged and then waited for her to tell me about hers.
"Uh...well... mine...yes.....well, it's a tattoo....." I looked up at her and raised my eyebrows.
"No shit"
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Saving Natasha
FanfictionHer life is crazy. Ups downs sideways and diagonals. Life throws everything at her, and she has to work through it. Her two constants, her true love, Steven grant rogers and her best friend/ sister, Ava Johansson. This trio has been through more tha...