•~•Y/N's POV•~•
We started riding down the rode on Steve's motorcycle. There was,well 5 of us on it. Steve insisted that it could hold us all. Anyway, we were all on one motorcycle. We include Steve, who was driving, Natasha, Sam, Bucky, and me. We were trying to hold on to each other,and succeeding to, until Steve went over a bump.Bucky's grip loosened on me but soon tightened again, but not before Steve hit another bump and Bucky started to fall off, pulling me with him. I quickly let go of Sam's shirt so he wouldn't fall as well and them allowed myself to fall off. I braced myself for the concrete, but instead, I feel two arms. I look up and see Bucky.
"You don't think I was gonna let you fall, love?"
I smile and shake my head, but then stop when I see a cop pull up beside Steve. Still carrying me, Bucky walks up to where no one can see us and we hear they cop say
"Captain America, sir, I have to give you a ticket for the fact that there's 3 people on your motorcycle.
Both Bucky and I tried our hardest not to laugh as Steve whipped around, so fast he probably got whiplash, and glared at Natasha and Sam.
"3???"
The cop was really confused.
"Yes, sir. 3"
Steve turns to Natasha and Sam again.
"Why didn't you guys tell me Bucky and Y/N fell off???"
The cop has a shocked look on his face as Bucky and I come around the corner, him still holding me, laughing out butts off.
"Y-your not helping your case, Steve"
I barely got out.
"Yeah, buddy. I mean seriously"
Bucky says to him and his face turns bright red with embarrassment.
"I'm just gonna...."
And with that, the cop turns around and leaves, mumbling about old people.
Bucky and I laugh more.
"Ya hear that, Steve. He called you old!"
I taunt.
And all of us start laughing really hard, except for Steve of course.
This will probably be in the newspaper tomorrow.....
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