"America's Ass" I address him with a smile then he chuckles, "am I right Scott?!" I shout then Steve scoffs
"You mean piss-ant" Steve said and my jaw drop
"Hey hey hey... I heard that, Cap I love you but it's 'ant-man' not 'piss-a-whatever you called me" Scott joins in interrupting me, I laughed at his comment giving him a thumbs up, Scott then winks.
"Y'all he learned a new word!!!" I shout then the others laugh, "old pal, I'm so proud of you" I pat his back making him chuckle.
"Are you drunk?" He asks
"What?! No, I'm just in a good mood" I replied then everyone looks at me.
"Tony, I think your daughter is high" Clint said looking at my father who is half-sitting-half-laying on the couch.
"I know she took drug lessons when she's on first grade" he replied making me throw a cussion at him.
"I didn't!" I shout back making him chuckle.
We were all sitting on the couch just having the 'after-party'... And as you can see some of us are tipsy including me of course.
It's been three months and I haven't gone back to Europe since I'm loving it here and for Jared, he's the CEO yeah I passed it to him but I still check in from time to time. I haven't thought about him for a very long time, and as for Nat she's a bit flirty sometimes and most of the times she's always around me, weird I know, but I got used to it. Wanda is pushing me to her, like she's always shipping us, but you know what's even weirder is that I don't hate it, it's like everyday I've grown to like it, it got to the point that I got comfortable.
...
I enter a room and I got shocked to what I saw, so I back away pretending that I saw nothing, I know that I'm tipsy but it's clear as a day that Nat and Bruce are kissing.
"THEY ARE KISSING" I shout at Wanda since she's the only one that had a small drink.
"Will you lower your voice" she whisper-shouted, taking a sit on my bed.
I started biting my finger nails as I felt tears coming down to my cheeks.
I know she's just a friend but what I can't understand was, why am I crying, like my heart was sinking it felt like it was broken again.
"Are you crying?" She asks.
"Well what do you think?" I snorted, pacing back and forth in my room.
"I knew it! I knew it!... You like her!" She exclaimed like she won a lottery.
I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Will you stop cheering, I don't like her" I replied then she mocks me."Then why are you crying?" She asks and I shrugged, she was about to say something when a knock on the door interrupts, I look at Wanda then to the door then back to her, she winks at me before opening it.
"Can I- oh Wanda!" She smiled awkwardly to the witch. "Is y/n here?" She finally asks.
"Yes, yes she's here come in" Wanda replied, I soon move to the bathroom so that she wouldn't see me.
I look at myself in the mirror and I look like I was beaten up by an elephant. So I brushed my hair and teeth and I redid my make up, and suddenly I got nervous when I heard a nkock on the door.
"Nat's here, I'll give you two some time alone, and y/n don't fuck up" she said peeking her head through the door.
"What but I-"
She slams the door behind her then she left, I look at myself once more and took in a deep breath.
I came out of the bathroom and I saw her sitting on the edge of my bed, crying, I closed the door quietly and walked near her.
"Natty? Why are you crying?" I asks her then she looks up.
"I'm so sorry" she said hugging me tightly
"Why are you sorry?" I asks then she sniffles
"I-I did something and I'm so sorry" she apologized again pulling away from the hug, she then looks at me in the eye, then. "I kissed Bruce and I'm so sorry" she cries out
"I know" I said quietly then she furrows her brows
"I didn't mean to, it was an accident... And I'm so sorry" she replied looking down on the floor, I lift her head up slowly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and I smiled
"Then why are you sorry?" I asks then she gives me a confused look, we stood there just staring at each others eyes.
"Isn't it clear?!" She exclaimed a bit loud, now she was furious
"What is?" I asks confusedly.
"God dammit y/n!" She hissed. "It's you!" she points to my chest. "No matter what I do, it's always been you" she lowers her voice, then. " 'cause I've realized that I like you a lot and you're so fucking amazing... and I want you to be mine but people like you don't fall in love with people like me " she now points to her chest with tears in her eyes, she looks at me closely.
"But what if you're wrong, what if... I do " I replied quietly, taking her hands intertwining them to mine, she made a small smile then she pulls me in for a hug, burrying her face to my shoulders, I whispered. "I like you too, a lot", she then pulls away looking to my eyes then down to my lips.
She was about to kiss me but I stopped her by pressing my index finger on her lips, she looks at me confused, making me grin. I placed my arms around her waist
"You can't kiss me, Romanoff" I paused making her raise her eyebrows
"Why not?" She asks
" 'cause you need to make me fall for you, and only then you can kiss me" I replied making her groan. "Deal?" I smirk at her.
"Deal" she replied hesitantly.
I peck a kiss on her lips making her gasps, opening the door of my room, I gestured for her to go out.
"Wow, you're throwing me out" she said and I chuckled.
"Yes, now go on, before I kiss you again" I replied making her blush.
"I'll stay then if it means you kissing me" she replied, I walk near her and kissed her nose making her giggle, then I pushed her softly out of my room.
"Good night miss Romanoff" I said looking at her and she has a defeated look.
"Good night miss Stark" she replied before leaving.
I leaned against my door frame, smiling like an idiot, I started biting my nails to hide my 'kilig' ('romantic excitement')
"Spill the teaaaa" Wanda sings it outloud along with Peter, I looked at them still looking red as a tomato.
"We need to move her" Peter said, then they both dragged me inside my room.
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Don't Fall [Tony Stark's Daugther]
Fanfiction[U N E D I T E D] [ The POV switches from 1st POV to 3rd POV everytime, so it gets really tricky ] "God dammit y/n!" She hissed. "It's you!" she points to my chest. "No matter what I do, it's always been you," she lowers her voice, " 'cause I've rea...