It's You (Natasha Romanoff x Y/n)

Why Would I Help You?

Natasha's POV
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My mind was filled with thoughts about what happened at the arcade and how I reacted, most importantly what I said.

I didn't mean it.
I don't even know why I said it.
I got pulled out of my thoughts from my ringing phone
'Jess is calling'.
With a sigh I picked up.
She asked if she could come over saying that she needed to discuss something urgent. I obliged and said yes, so now I am readying myself for her to come over.

There was a knock on the door, I opened up and greeted her. She made her way inside my house.
"Feel free to sit down-," I turned around found her on the couch, "and you already are. Okay, what are you here for?"
I sat on love seat opposite her.
"Straight to the point, alright, uhm..," she made herself comfortable, "you know Y/n, right?" "'Course I do. She's my sisters friend."

Not mine..just my sisters.
Sadly.

"Right. Is she single?"
"Excuse me?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Yeah, I mean-"
"I know what you mean. Why are you asking?" "Well..me and my, now ex, girlfriend broke up."
"I don't see how that has anything to do with Y/n." I got defensive but tried to hide it.
"Well..I was thinking maybe her and I could go out."
"How exactly long ago did you and your ex girlfriend break up?" I tried keeping my composure, trying not to explode and ask questions as to why she wants to go out with Y/n...especially my Y/n.

She just doesn't know it yet.

"Like a week ago." Jess said like it was nothing.
"Are you hearing yourself?" I scoffed. "What. Did I say something wrong?" "You're basically using Y/n as a rebound." "So?," she argued back, "c'mon Nat, you see the way she looks at you. It'd be better for the both of us."
"I don't see how that's gonna work."

Get out of my house.
I clenched my jaw.

"But it will..she gets over your crush with me, when I show her a good time." she smirked as if I knew what she was hinting at.
I did.
"And I get over my ex in the mean time." She continued.
"You're fucking insane."
"Really? Says the one who won't make a move-"
"I'm waiting for the right time." I simply answered.
"And when exactly is 'the right time' for you, Natasha," She grinned when I kept silent, "so.. How do I ask her out?"
"You expect me to help you ask Y/n out just so you could use her." I felt my hands slowly form into fists and my jaw tightening.
"You're either gonna help me or not. I'll do it by myself if I have to." "I guess you'll have to do it yourself then," I leaned forward in my seat, elbows resting on my knees as I spoke in a low tone, "but trust me when I say I'll do anything in my power to stop her from going out with your ass." I clenched my jaw.
"Fine, do your worst." She got up from the couch, "thanks for your time anyway."
With that she left my house.

I got up to grab a glass and vodka to pour myself a drink.
After about two or three shots I settled down by ordering some pizza and a movie.
Fuck.

If only I told her what I really felt at the arcade but no, I couldn't, I was too scared.
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I was leaning on the wall of the school building, on my phone, secretly watching Y/n.
Only to make sure Jess isn't anywhere near her.

Her smile is so pretty.

I saw Jess walk away from her group of friends and up to Y/n's table.

That is not going to happen.

I got up from my position on the wall and made my way to stop her but I was apparently too late.
I stood behind her to the side and watched her going to make her move by asking Y/n out. Jess tapped her shoulder and she turned around showing her beautiful smile.
I crossed my arms.

"Hey.. Jess?" You greeted. "Hi. Hey, Y/n," Jess acted innocent, "sorry, I know this is weird and all but I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime. With me." I rolled my eyes with a sigh. Your face was filled with surprised, "I uh-," you stuttered.

Say no. Please say no. Say no.

"Sure! Yea! That sounds fun, text me?" You handed her your phone and she put in her number.
"I'll make sure to pick you up." Jess winked at you, making me feel jealous. She walked away and I made sure to follow her.
Not before looking behind myself to look back at Y/n, her back towards me.

Jess made her way back into the school building, so idiotic, on her phone and doesn't even know I'm following her.

With a roll of my eyes I continued following behind. When we were out of site I grabbed Jess and pushed her against the wall making sure to hold her there by her collar.
"What the fuck-" she yelled. "Go near her again and I promise you it won't be pretty." Jess only smirked. "No can do," she only grinned like she won a prize, "we've got a date. Remember?" "Not unless I can help it," I tightened my grip on her collar, "if you don't cancel that date, I'll let her know your true intentions. Then she can deal with you herself and I'll watch with a smile until she needs me to beat the actual fuckin' shit out of you." I grinned, when the thought of me beating her up crossed my mind.

Jess hummed and let out a laugh, "Right, right.. And when is that Natasha?" She smiled, "When will she actually need you, Natasha," she yanked my hands from her collar, "you honestly think she'd believe what you say about me after what you did to her."
I hummed, "What exactly did I do?"

How did she know.

"I don't think we need to have a trip down memory lane, just know that I'll go on that date, win her sweet innocent heart and who knows, I might get lucky." She smirked.

I couldn't help it. I punched her. Square in the nose, she bent over holding her nose in pain.
"What the fuck!," she stood up right, "you fucking psycho." "Fucking speak about her like that again, I dare you," I grabbed her hand that was holding her blooding nose, "and it'll be much more than a little bloody nose."
I flicked her on the nose, just to cause more pain. I walked away, leaving her standing there.
"You asshole. I think it's broken!"
I smirked and carried on walking.
'Great," I thought.
Guess my job is done then.