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11. Saturday

A/N: Hey babes! Hope you're all good! I know I made you wait SOOOO LOOONG for this update, but summer eventually caught up with me and I've been a busy bean!!
Anyway, hope you like this chapter. It's a bit of an insight into Nat's past, the emotions she's going through at this point, while trying to understand her feelings for Bucky.

I'm excited for this one especially cuz I'm introducing a new character - well, technically it's two, but one of them already made a cameo in chapter 9 sooo idk, I guess you'll find out ;)

ALSO- don't know if I said this before, but every time I mention a song in a chapter, I HIGHLY recommend listening to it while reading. <3

Leave a comment and a like if you enjoyed the chapter babes!!

Be safe! Sending love,
Mary xx

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The room spun around her as she opened her eyes lazily, her hot body half covered by the sheets. A strong headache pumping through the vein on her temple, pulsating achingly from under her skin, pushing the pain out of her eyes and forehead.

She pressed the palms of her hands against her temples, frowning in pain. It looked like she was trying to crush her skull from how hard she was squeezing, trying to push the excruciating pain out of her head.

The pressure alleviated the pain for a moment, she felt a temporary sensation of relief flood her veins, and her face relaxed in pleasure.

She stretched her arms and reached for the phone on the bedside table next to her.

11.37 am

Ok. Not too bad.

She kicked the remaining of the sheets that were laying on her legs and slowly sat up, careful not to make sudden movements. She felt a rush of nausea come to her nose and mouth, making her cringe and swallow in disgust.
She stood up and took the first oversized t-shirt she could find on the pile of clean clothes in her wardrobe. She stripped down and threw the clothes she slept in on the bed and wore the t-shirt, it was long enough to cover half of her bare thighs so she didn't bother putting on shorts.

As she walked downstairs she heard heavy footsteps closing in behind her. She stopped in her tracks and turned around.

"Morning." He said, with his usual morning husky voice.

Bucky had just come out of the shower. She could smell the damp wood fragrance of his body wash, mixed with the musky leathery smell of his aftershave, hanging in the air as he stepped closer to top of the stairs.

He held a big white towel just below his hips with one hand, covering him down to his knees, and an electric shaver in the other. Droplets of water on his naked chest gleamed in the faint light of the hallway, making his wet skin glow.

He looked magnificent. Like a Greek sculpture, perfectly chiseled to the very last detail. A god like figure. Natalie swore in that moment she had never seen anything more beautiful.

His cheeks were slightly mantled with color from what had probably been a piping hot shower. His blue eyes looked cold and icy, so light and deep at the same time, like the entire universe flowed within them.

Just. Magnetic.

A few droplets of water occasionally dropped from his soaking wet strands of long hair, falling down onto his wide shoulders.