𝐖𝐞𝐛𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬

Seven

You closed the door after talking to the receptionist who asked if everything was okay as a result of all the shouting, and you now stood staring at the floor awkwardly, rubbing the nape of your neck.

"I'm gonna get changed and head out." You told her, needing to clear your head.

"Yeah. Okay." She nodded.

You picked up some clothes and walked off into the bathroom, avoiding any eye contact. You shut the door behind you, leaning against the sink and running your hands through your hair.

Natasha sat on the couch, head in her hands, her thoughts running just as wild as yours. This last day certainly hadn't been helping either of your feelings towards each other, so Natasha decided to get changed and head out too.

You slipped into a silky black dress and topped up your make-up, putting on a shade of dark red lipstick and winged eyeliner and walked out the bathroom.

Natasha was stood on the other side of the door, waiting to use it. She subtly looked you up and down, but your oblivious self hadn't noticed. You picked up your handbag, purse and phone and headed for the door.

"See you later then I guess." You called.

"Yeah." Is all she said before you left.

You didn't know where you were going. You just knew that you needed to go somewhere she wasn't. You were in desperate need of clearing your head. You wandered off down the streets until you stopped at a bar, walking in and taking a seat behind the counter.

"I'll take a whiskey and a shot of vodka please." You requested the waitress whilst staring down at the bar and placing a $10 bill on it.

"Rough night?" She asked, taking the bill.

"You could say so." You finally looked up at her and you weren't gonna deny the fact that she was extremely attractive.

Not realising you were staring at her, she placed your drinks down on the table pulling you from your daze. You immediately shot the vodka down with ease, enjoying the burning sensation in the back of your throat, and you wasted no time in drinking the whiskey.

"Woahh, steady there soldier." The waitress chuckled pulling the remainder of the drink away from you.

But you pulled it back into your grip finishing it off. Already beginning to feel a little tipsy, it didn't help that it was only 4 in the afternoon and you were drinking off of an empty stomach. But at least it was taking your mind off Nat for a while.

"I finish in 10 minutes. What do you say we go for a drink together." She asked, clearly taking a liking to you already.

"Sure." You smiled up at her.

She handed you another shot. "On the house. Seems like you need it."

You raised your glass to her, immediately shotting it. But what you weren't aware of was the redhead who had just walked into the bar and nor was she aware of you, having the same intentions as the other person, to get away from each other, she ended up stumbling into the same bar as you.

Ten minutes had passed and neither you nor Natasha noticed each other as she had taken her place in the corner of the room. Taking shot after shot. However, due to the fact she was Russian, she could handle it, unlike you. You were already drunk out of your mind, ranting on about anything you could. The waitress had taken the empty seat next to you, handing you once again another free drink.

"So... what's going off? Boy troubles?" She suggested.

"Girl troubles." You slurred back, your words barely even forming.

She smirked. "Right. So you're gay then? Because me too."

"Mhm. See, the thing is, I'm deeply in love with this girl. But I'm so confused right now because I was sure I hated her for the longest time. We argue 24/7, we've had like one decent conversation in the whole seven years we've known each other and suddenly, yesterday it's like I just realised that I have feelings for her. And I'm pretending to hate her because she hates me. And I don't know what else to do. I want her to be mine so badly. But she doesn't feel the same way and I have no idea how to tell her." You didn't even know where these feelings had come from. Maybe it was just the drink talking, yet here you where rambling on to a waitress about your feelings, but she soon shut your rambling up as she placed her finger on your lips.

"You seem like you could use a bit of a distraction." She asked slyly, running her hand up and down your arm gently.

"What do you have in mind?" You smirked. Forgetting that you were wasted right now and she was still stone-cold sober.

She leaned over, resting her hand on your thigh and whispered in your ear "Well, we could head back to my place?"

You thought for a moment, perhaps it would help you get rid of your feelings for Natasha. Besides, you wouldn't be doing anything wrong. It's just sex.

"Sure." You nodded "But do I at least get a name first?" You asked, rising from your seat and taking her hand.

"Sophie." She took your hand. "And you?"

"Y/N."

You stumbled out of the bar, hand in hand with Sophie and giggling like a child. Causing Natasha to look up. She knew that giggle from anywhere, she stood from her chair and followed you immediately, after seeing you in such a vulnerable state letting you go of with a random stranger would probably be the worst idea possible. She clenched her fists, not enjoying watching you climb into some girl's car you'd known for all of 2 hours. But it was too late. You and Sophie had already sped off down the road and Nat was too drunk to drive, so she walked back to the hotel instead. It was clear to her that whatever feelings she felt towards you you did not return for her, so she needed to get rid of them. And fast.

________________________________
A/N: uh oh