Chapter warnings: make out
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Today is Friday, and you and Wanda have arranged to meet during her lunch hour. Arriving at the restaurant, you smile as soon as you see her waiting for you at one of the tables.
"You look beautiful." It's the first thing you say when you're close enough, and the redhead raises her eyes to look for the source of the compliment, the confusion on her face turning into a smile when she sees yours.
"Are you going to say that every time you see me?" She asks teasingly as you greet her and you chuckle as you sit in the chair in front of hers. "Stop looking beautiful and I'll stop pointing it out." You retort, and feel your heart skip a beat at the blinding smile she flashes you in response.
Before the waitress even reaches your table, the two of you are already immersed in some conversation. You eat and talk, but just like in the café on Wednesday you are constantly interrupted by people wanting your autograph or pictures with you. Eventually, you sigh.
"Are you free this weekend?" You ask as soon as two teenagers walk away from your table. "Well, I'll have lunch at my parents' house tomorrow, but I am after that." Wanda replies, but the next moment she's furrowing her eyebrows in curiosity. "Why?"
"Run away with me?" You ask, causing the redhead to widen her eyes in surprise, blinking a few times with shock. "What?" she asks amidst a confused giggle, but you are smiling. "Run away with me!" You ask again, more energetically. "I can pick you up and we'll go somewhere just the two of us."
"Where?" She asks with an amused smile and you shrug. "Anywhere!" You reply, your tone exciting, and Wanda giggles. "You're crazy." She attests and you smile.
"Come on!" You say, reaching for her hand across the table. "Let's get out of this town! Drive out of the city, away from the crowds." You suggest and, noticing the confusion written on her amused face, you sigh again. "I'm just tired of people interrupting us all the time. I want some time just the two of us."
"What do you say?" you ask when she remains silent, and you wait with a pounding heart as Wanda keeps her eyes on yours, seeming to study the possibilities. But then she smiles and agrees, and you both have an ear-to-ear grin on your lips for the rest of lunch.
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"I should've known your unfinished business had something to do with a girl." It's the first thing your agent says after you explain your plans to her and you giggle a little. "It's not a girl, Ororo, it's the girl." You assure her and think you hear the woman chuckle on the other end of the line.
"Can you help me?" You ask then, the possibility of your escape with Wanda not working out bringing a momentary chill to your stomach. But then Ororo is answering. "Of course, dear. You'll have everything ready by tomorrow morning."
"Thanks, Ororo, you're the best!" You say with a wide smile, the funny feeling in your stomach now being caused by excitement. "I know, sweetie." Ororo says in a playful smug tone and you giggle.
The two of you then say goodbye, and you try to think about how you will manage to sleep with the anxiety for tomorrow consuming you.
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You arrive at Wanda's parents' house a few minutes before the appointed time and you ring the doorbell with slightly trembling hands.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Maximoff." You greet with a smile as soon as Oleg opens the door for you, but the man does not reciprocate as he crosses his arms. "I didn't think you'd have the courage to show up here again."
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The Story Of Us - Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Fanfiction(Original series from my tumblr @abimess) Summary: You and Wanda have known each other since you were little. And a love story that could've been as simple as a clichéd romantic comedy suffers the effects of stubbornness and immaturity, ending up be...
