The story of the daughter of Tony Stark and an exceptionally fast Sokovian boy, Y/n Stark and Pietro Maximoff. Can he adjust to the idea of moving slowly for the sake of love?
Under Editing (Oct 2024)
I woke up the next morning with a horrible headache and I was sprawled across my bed. I couldn't remember much after the drinks. I assumed someone had carried me to bed.
My body was also so sore it felt like a truck had slammed into my body, that was probably because of the workout I had stupidly decided to do yesterday morning.
I cussed out Steve a little even though it wasn't his fault and then cussed out Sam but that was different because he deserved it.
I was still in my dress from last night along with my makeup and for whatever reason I was still wearing one heel. Whoever put me to bed didn't do a good job.
I made my way to my bathroom and looked in my mirror. I looked like an absolute sight.
I got into my shower and took an extra long hot shower attempting to wipe away the sweat and grime from last night.
I got out of the shower and dried my hair putting it up in a bun, I put on some simple grey sweatpants, a black tank top and a grey zip-up hoodie. I decided to skip makeup for today.
My head was still pounding so I grabbed some painkillers and water and downed a few before deciding to leave my room.
I called Peter and made my way to the kitchen to grab a cereal bar.
"Hello," I said once he picked up
"Hello" he answered he sounded like he was in a crowded area
"want to get coffee with me," I asked praying for a yes
"I'm not sure if you're aware but it's a Thursday I'm at school right now," he said and I groaned, I'd completely forgotten what day it was.
"Can you skip?" I asked knowing I was a bad influence
"no some of us need to attend school to finish it," he said
"but we haven't seen each other in ages" I argued
"I saw you two days before yesterday" he reminded
"It's like you don't even like me," I said
"I don't Mr Stark pays me to hang out with you goodbye I've to go to class," he said before pressing end on the call.
"rude" I mumbled before thinking of what other options I had.
I made my way to the communal area in hopes to find anyone to get coffee.
To my surprise, Bruce and my dad were both asleep on the couch still in last night's clothes. I laughed at the sight before taking a quick picture for blackmail purposes.
I walked over and loudly yelled "Wake up" in my dad's ear.
He fell off the couch in the process and muttered a few curse words. Bruce also woke up in the process with an annoyed look on his face.
"you're worse than Tony," Bruce said as he rubbed his eyes. I gave him a dirty look as he left the room probably to go back to sleep.
I showed my dad the picture on my phone which he groaned at.
"I'm showing Mum this later" I teased and he sighed again
"then I'll tell her about the drinking that went on" he retaliated proud of himself
"along with the fact that you got so drunk you passed out and I had to carry you to bed" he finished.
Made sense that he was the one who did a terrible job at putting me to bed. I can only imagine how he attempted to take my heels off and then got frustrated after taking only one off.
"And I'll remind her that the drinking happened at the party you hosted and also happened to be at," I said smirking
"you are an evil child," he said as he walked away stumbling a couple of times in the process.
I decided to just go to Wanda's room to hopefully ask her to get coffee with me.
I knocked on her door and to my surprise, I heard a masculine voice say "Come in"
I walked into the room to see Wanda still asleep and Pietro was awake lying down next to her on his phone.
"Why are you in here," I asked
"I guess I fell asleep in here" he shrugged "What's up"
"I was going to ask Wanda if she wanted to go get coffee with me," I said
"Are you hungover?" he asked and I nodded like it was obvious.
"you were very energetic" last night he said
"oh no," I said worriedly now
"I don't remember anything and now I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing" I continued
"well there was a lot of drinking" he started and I leaned against the doorframe "and then there was some dancing"
"Oh god," I said
"but the highlight of the night was the bar fight you nearly started when a guy hit on you, you nearly ripped his hair out," he said and I cringed.
"Did my dad give out," I asked "Yes he was very mad that you had somehow managed to get shitfaced and then he was mad at the guy who hit on you," he said
"Who was it," I asked and he gave me a weird look
"I'm not interested im just asking," I said
"some guy called Justin Hammer," he said and I smiled
"oh I bet my dad was pissed he hates that guy," I said smiling "I'm sad I didn't get to witness it though"
"Don't worry Wanda managed to film a lot of it just wait till she gets up" he said and I groaned.
"I guess this is what I get for trying to be friends with you," I said
"I'm sleeping and there's a lot of talking," Wanda said with her eyes closed she turned in bed using a pillow to put over her ear
"Go with Pietro to get coffee and bring me back a latte," she said still with her eyes closed.
"Oh ok," I said surprised at her demanding tone.
"I'll show you the video of you belting out lyrics to pit bull songs when you get back with my latte" she added
"I hate you" I whispered
"Let me change and I'll meet you in your car," Pietro said before Wanda and I went on any further.
I left the room and made my way down to my car and got into the driver's seat. I grabbed my sunglasses from the glove box and put them on.
The outside world was too bright for now.
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