ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ'ꜱ | Avengers POV | ON HOLD

NINETEEN: Picking up the pieces

You're sitting quietly in one of the gardens around the compound collecting your thoughts. Once alone you couldn't help break down. Regretting everything you'd just said. Why did I say all those things. What the hell is wrong with you?

"Nothing is wrong with you." You turn quickly. Wiping away the tears hoping they don't notice. "Shit Wanda, Nat you scared me." They both come over to me and sit either side of you on the grass. Nat speaks first. "You know your dad said those exact words to Steve when they first met." Your eyes widen in horror. "Shit." You drop your head before lifting it again. "You are joking right?"

"Unfortunately not." Nat confirms. "Fuck what a mess everything is." Slapping your forehead at how idiotic you'd been. "We have to ask. What did you mean when you said you rejected Rogers?"

"Oh no." Dropping you face into your hands. *sigh* "we kissed... twice." Silence before they both erupt in high pitched squeals. "That is amazing! You guys would be so perfect together." Wanda grabs your arms shaking you back and forth. "Well I highly doubt that now wouldn't you say. Anyways I-"

"DON'T DATE!" They both shout giggling with one another shoving you at the same time. "Change the record Ari. It's so obvious you both like each other." Nat says nudging you. "Hmm I have a strange feeling even if that was true Steve no longer feels that way." Laughing slightly as you speak. "Hey I'm sure it'll be fine once you apologise-"

"What makes you think I'm going to apologise Nat? What because I said one mean thing? You're sadly mistaken. I'm not apologising to him."

"Why not? I don't understand. You kissed twice, you rejected him. Kinda sounds like you've done the hurting." Nat argues back. "Look the reason I 'rejected' him and we're no longer friends is because he like my dad accused me of being a slut and he told my mom and dad something which I'm not proud of but he had no right to tell them."

"You mean about you making yourself sick?" Your eyes widen. "How did you-"

"It wasn't Steve Ari, it was Morgan. She told us and your mom that day we all went skating. Pepper made Morgan tell Tony when we got back. Steve didn't say a word."

If I make a break for it now... I can be in London by morning.

"You are not running away to London Ari."

"Damn you Wanda with your mind reading. Fine. Okay maybe I should apologise. But I'm not apologising to my dad. As far as I'm concerned he can still go to hell."

"Just go make things right with Steve." Nat pulls you in by the side hugging you slightly. You slowly get up and begin making your way back to the compound. You really didn't want to face Steve right now, not knowing how he would react.

Heck if I was him I wouldn't wanna see me either right now but I've go to make this right. Right?

You get to Steve's door, slowly you raise your fist hesitating a moment. No I can't do this. You lower you arm and turn on your heels about to head to your own room when his door swings open. "What don't even have the balls to knock." He knew I was outside?

"H-how did you?"

"I heard footsteps and saw a shadow at the base of the door. What do you even want Ariana? Haven't you said enough? Come to have another pop?" You gulp trying to keep calm. "I've... erm... I've come to... well-"

"Oh come on spit it out already." He snaps you can see the frustration in his eyes. "Forget it." Shaking your head turning again and take the few steps to your door. You open in taking one step in before you feel a hand grab around your wrist causing you to turn back round. "No. You don't get to do that. You don't just get to say all that stuff to me and walk away without even an apology." He grip tightens around your wrist. You look down to arm a moment then back to his eyes. They appear to be much darker than ever before. "Ow Steve you're hurting me." His grip doesn't loosen. He retains his intense eye contact looking deep into your eyes. You pull your arm down breaking free from his grasp continuing into your room further, if you are going to argue you don't want everyone else hearing or seeing. Steve follows swiftly behind you slamming your door shut and locking it. You move across the room sitting on the edge of your bed head in hands whilst Steve stands leaning on the door crossing his arms.