Polar Opposites - Natasha Romanoff

Chapter 1 - work

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Olivia PoV:
I'm at work and a red head comes and sits at the bar. I recognise her but I can't put my finger on from where. "Hey could I get a vodka and coke please?" She asks me. "Coming right up." I tell her as a smile forms one my face.

I make her drink and she sits at the bar looking me up and down, in a flirtatious way. That's when it hits me, she's Natasha Romanoff. The infamous BlackWidow.

"Can I get another please?" She asks me. "Yeah of course." I reply. I slide her drink over to her and ask "What's a girl like you doing over in this part of town?" I ask. "It's a long story. What's a girl like you doing here?" She asks after taking a sip of her drink, I giggle a bit before answering. "It's a long story." "How about you share over dinner?" She suggests confidently. "Sure." I reply and she smiles. "Put your number in." She instructs me as she hands me her phone. I put my number in and she saves it under 'Hot Bartender' which makes me laugh.

"When does your shift end?" She asks after taking another sip of her drink. "In 30 minutes." I tell her as I check the time on my phone. "How bout we do dinner after then?" She recommended. "I look like shit and I don't have enough money on me." I reminded her and she cocked her brow. "If that's you looking like shit then I can only imagine what you look like all dressed up. And I will pay." She teased. I blushed but hopefully you couldn't tell under all the lights. "C'mon dinner and then I will take you home." She replied and I thought for a second. "Sure, but you don't have to take me home I can walk." I informed her and her smile grew bigger. "No I insist, what kind of date would I be if I let you walk home." She said. "No seriously it's no biggie." I told her but she wouldn't give up. "Olivia, I'm driving you home. End of." She stated and I gave up. "Fine you can drive me home." I said as I checked the time. "My shifts over I will meet you out front." I said and she nodded.

I grabbed my bag, fixed my hair and make up to the best of my abilities. I thought about how I was going on a date with Natasha Romanoff. Then I headed outside to meet her.

She was stood by her car and we both got in and she drove off. "Where do you wanna go?" She asked and I thought for a second. "I don't know." I replied and she jokingly rolled her eyes. "Name a place of the top of your head." She said while glancing over to me quickly. "Whammy." I said, it was a diner that was closest to my house. "That's where we're going then." She said while smiling at me.

She parked out the front of the diner and we walked in. She got us a booth and we sat down. "So why you in the south side? Isn't the Avengers based in the big city." I questioned as we both looked at the menus. "I needed a break. How about you?" She asked. "I live here with my dads old friend." I said and she smiled. "What's he like?" She asked and she seemed genuinely interested but I didn't want to bore her. "Put it this way, it's a better situation than the one I was in before." I said as I forced a smile onto my face.

"Ok, what are you ordering?" She asks, quickly changing the subject. "I think I'm gonna go for the chicken strips and chips with a beer." I said and she smiled. "What a coincidence, me too." She said and we both laughed.

Our food arrived and we started eating and talking about random shit. "Have you ever been to this diner before?" I asked. "Ive had to come here after a mission before but other than that no." She replied as she took a sip of her beer. "Oh ok." I said. We both finished eating but we kept talking. A waitress came over with the bill and Natasha paid.

"Thank you." I said and she smiled. "It's not a big deal." She replied. We walked out and went over to her car. "Natasha you don't have to drive me home I promise I will be fine." I tried to convince her. "Olivia why don't you want me to drive you home?" She asked and I looked down. "Because Natasha it's fucking embarrassing, you live in the Avengers tower and quite literally save the world for a living and I serve drinks at the shittiest bar in town and live on the south side of New York with my dead dads old friend ." I snapped and I immediately regretted it. "Sorry for dumping all that on you." I said quickly as tears threatened to spill out my eyes but I quickly blinked them away hoping she wouldn't notice. "Olivia it's ok and I'm proud of you for being vulnerable like that." Natasha said as she pulled me in for a hug, at first I was tense but I slowly melted into it.

We got to my house. "Thank you for tonight I had a great time." I said as I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "It's ok and text me." She told me and I nodded. I unbuckled my seat belt and kissed her on the cheek. "I would love to do this again sometime." I said and she smiled. "Me too." She replied.