Bucky
She had fallen asleep with her head in my lap. I wanted to get up but she looked too peaceful to move any inch of my body. I wish I slept as peaceful as she looks.
I did end up falling asleep with her on me. But woke up with her gone. I had a dream about her a dream that makes you want the person you had been dreaming about, right beside you.
"Diane?"
I called out wondering if she had gone to the restroom or something like that.
Her shoes and her purse were gone but there was a note on the table. I stood up and searched my apartment holding the note in my head until I read it.
Diane always wrote me notes. When we would go to the diner she would write things on a napkin to make me laugh or write to tell the waiter something was wrong with her food since she would always be afraid to speak up for herself.
Or I'd find a note under my house door, just a silly little message or a reminder of a hangout we had. But I felt like she would give me those under the door notes just so she could keep herself in mind.
And it worked
I was always thinking about her
I looked at the two tickets I had to this gala for- well I still am not even sure. Just a gala, a dance, a fancy dress party, a- something.
They gave me an extra ticket for a "plus one" at the time I hesitated throwing away the extra one but now
I have Diane
I grabbed my phone, I tried to tell her. I tried to invite her. I just couldnt do it for some reason.
But she asked me about Steve. I felt jealous she wanted to see Steve. I don't know why I felt that way, she's my best friend and Steve is her best friend.
But I wanted to go with her, I wanted to tell her Steve and I have been distant for a while. I also wanted to tell her that he's not captain america anymore and he's "retired" but I figured she already knew that. It became public information that he stepped down about a year ago. So I'm sure she knows
I kept her note on my fridge. It seemed to fit perfectly there.
Just to humor myself I wanted to see if I had anything in my closet for that gala/dance/whatever thing. I shuffled through my hung up close and tucked to the very side. An unused tux.
I scoffed
"Are you kidding me"
I mumbled to myself
I sat on my bed cupping my hands over my face
Why couldn't I do It why couldn't I just ask her.
The world obviously wants me to do since there is an unused tux in my closet!
Tomorrow couldn't have come quick enough. I wanted to see her again and it finally came. I grabbed the gala tickets and stuffed them in my wallet.
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History of You and Me
FanfictionA girl named Diane had been really good friends with Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers. They had met when they were little and everyone would always call them the perfect trio. They'd go everywhere and do everything together. Diane had developed a crush...
