Wanda's POV
It was the weekend now, and it was finally time to do something I had been planning for a couple of days.
It was nearing ten, so it was the perfect time to put this into action, I was just hoping she wasn't asleep yet.
I picked up my phone and dialed her number, listening to it ring for a few moments before I heard her angelic voice.
"Wanda, hey. Everything okay?"
"Yeah, I was just wondering if you're available right now?"
"Available? Am I an object or what?"
"Oh, shut up. Are you busy right now?"
"Nope, not at all."
"Okay, perfect. I'll be at yours in fifteen. Go get ready."
"Fifteen?!"
"Yeah, is there a problem? Should I be there sooner?"
"No...fifteen works just fine."
"Great, I'll see you in a bit!"
I hung up and sprinted to my room to pick out an outfit for the night, it was quite cold so I would have to do some layers.
I settled on black jeans, a white shirt with a baby blue sweater on top and a black coat, white shoes to finish the outfit.
I took my bag, keys and phone before heading out.
It took me precisely ten minutes to arrive since the roads were starting to empty, and as soon as I stopped my car I saw Y/N walking out.
"Hey, you ready to go?" I rolled my windows down and asked, Y/N nodded and she got it.
Y/N was wearing a white collared shirt with a black sweater on top, high-waisted jeans and black boots.
It was simple, yet she managed to look beautiful with everything.
"Did you wear this outfit with the purpose of making me look like a drowned rat?" Y/N looked confused, as if she had taken my words a little too seriously.
"Wh-"
"No, come on, tell me." I joked around and saw her laugh as soon as she realized I wasn't being serious.
"You don't look like a drowned rat...you look like the exact opposite." She stated.
"So...like a non-drowned rat?"
"Shut it!" She playfully slapped me, making me burst out laughing.
"It's funny. You're funny." I admitted, Y/N turned to me and looked shocked.
"I'm funny? I'm a victim of your childish behavior."
"I am a CEO, watch your mouth."
"Oh? What happened to "I'd like to be just Wanda to you"? Huh?" She mocked what I told her a couple of days ago.
"Don't you dare..."
"Or what?" She teased.
I decided against using words, glaring at her and starting the car.
Despite bugging me about where we were going, I succeeded in not telling Y/N any details about it.
It had to be a surprise.
It wasn't much, it was just another gesture to show her that I cared and that I was in this, for real.
I parked the car in the little parking spot near the house and gestured for Y/N to wait for me outside while I grabbed a few things we would need.
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Mrs. Maximoff
FanfictionWanda Maximoff is the new CEO of one of the biggest publishing houses in the USA, Oleg Resources, and she's currently looking for new journalists to hire. Y/N is just one of the journalists getting interviewed, little does she know that her life is...