"Stop it, you two. Bucky and I are friends. Don't even go there." I shook my head at them.
"Oh, come on Max! You know you have a thing for him!" The blonde teased.
"Had. I had a thing for him. Past tense. And that was, like, my sophomore year of h...
I'm putting a HUGE TW here. Mention of being jumped and bullied at school due to rumors of homosexuality. Remember , they were in school in the 80s, and the people back then weren't SUPER accepting. I do use 'f**' in the story once (maybe twice) when describing what happened. Also remember, this is something SUPER personal to me, so be mindful of what you comment on/about that section.
That's my only warning for this chapter, so carry on!
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"Why do we ever let you pick the movies?" Steve groaned as he held the door to Blockbuster open for us all to walk through and head to his car.
"Because, it's my turn and I always pick great movies. Duh." I reminded them, digging through the plastic bag to make sure we got all of the candy we'll need for tonight.
Every Sunday, one of the five of us pick two movies. Then, Wanda, Pietro, and Bucky come over around 5:00 to watch them. We take a break after the first movie for dinner then watch the other two while shoving candy and junk food down our throats. Steve, Bucky, and I have been doing this since we were babies. Then, Wanda and Pietro joined us after they moved in. We've been doing it every Sunday since. Sometimes, it's the only thing that gets us through the week.
"Yea, but you always pick from the same 10 movies!" Bucky complained from the passenger seat as he buckled his seatbelt.
"Cause they're fantastic, B! Wanda will be happy with what I picked." I replied with a grin, knowing Wanda and I could live the rest of our lives watching the same ten movies on repeat.
"That's because she always rents the same movies too! And one of them is always 'The Princess Bride'! Every time. Without fail." Steve laughed from the drivers seat, looking at me through the review mirror.
"What can I say? She's a sucker for a happy ending." I shrugged.
It's true. Wanda has always loved the fairytales, a prince will save me, bull shit stories. Don't get me wrong, she can hold her own and fuck up anyones shit. But, she loves romance and fairytales.
"Then there's your taste." Bucky grins.
"Hey! What's wrong with my taste?!" I defended.
"Nothing! It's just a little morbid!" Steve laughed.
"The Lost Boys is NOT morbid! It's a classic!" I yelled. "Plus, i also rented Grease this time!"
"Oh, great." They groaned in unison.
"You know, you two can complain all you want, but you both always sing along to every song and Bucky, you always end up dancing with me and Wanda to 'You're the One That I Want'. So, bite me."
