Scene: He runs by you at the park.
You were sitting on the park bench, enjoying the sunshine. You turned as you got your acoustic guitar out of its case and gave it a couple strums. You placed your hat down as you played the scales. You had a regular job, but it was sort of a tradition since you were little to come to the park every Saturday to play a couple songs on your guitar and sing.
Your dad used to do it all the time and have you and your other siblings dance to the music. You used to make at least thirty bucks per song, because who doesn't like to hear a talented man sing and watch little kids roll around? But ever since your dad died, you liked to uphold the tradition.
And so, you sat at one of the benches in the middle of the park, next to the water fountain, and began to play.
"Beauty queen of only eighteen,
She had some trouble with herself.
He was always there to help her,
She always belonged to someone else.
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door.
I've had you so many times
But somehow, I want more."
A couple and an old man with a dog stopped to listen as you played on.
"I don't mind spending every day,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain.
Look for the girl with the broken smile.
Ask her if she wants to stay a while.
And she will be loved.
She will be loved."
You didn't look up to see the blue blur that flew past you. Then, he flew back and stood behind the old man and the dog. You didn't stop playing as another woman came up and poked the man in blue. "Why did you stop? We need to-" "Shush." She furrowed her brow at him, but he pointed to you.
"Tap on my window, knock on my door.
I want to make you feel beautiful.
I know I tend to get so insecure,
It doesn't matter anymore.
It's not always rainbows and butterflies,
It's compromise that moves us along.
My heart is full and my door's always open.
You come any time you want."
More people were beginning to surround the fountain and your baseball cap was filling up. You continued, and eventually your voice grew with your confidence.
"I don't mind spending every day,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain.
Look for the girl with the broken smile.
Ask her if she wants to stay a while.
And she will be loved.
She will be loved.
And she will be loved.
She will be loved."
You smiled as a couple people began to sing along with you. Then came the sad part. You began to tear up as you sang.
"I know where you hide,
Alone in your car,
Know all of the things that make you who you are.
I know that goodbye means nothing at all.
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls."
The girl whispered something to the guy.
"Tap on my window, knock on my door.
I want to make you feel beautiful."
You sang the rest of the song, practically pouring your heart into the music. You finished the song with the last strum and you were met with loud applause. More money was put into the hat as you grinned at the audience. People quickly dispersed to their regular schedules as you packed up your guitar. Then you noticed the man and woman, around your age, still standing nearby. You turned and smiled as the man ran up to hug you while the girl was just wiping her teary eyes.
You looked at them confusedly, while the girl just gave you a wet smile. "I-I saw why you sang that song. You feel deep connections with it. You are the girl." As soon as she said the last sentence, you began to cry too. She came up to hug you with the man.
You knew she was right. Soon enough, your tears dried up and you pulled away from the two strangers. "Wait," You sniffed. "How did you know-" The cute guy smiled. "We will explain at the local diner. Will you come with us?" He asked, smirking. You noticed he had a bit of a Russian accent. You thought about it before you grinned. "Sure." You picked up the hat and guitar as you walked with them.
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A/N: Hello. I just wanted to say, this chapter really got me in the feels. I know some of you (and myself) were hoping this imagine would be more on the romantic side of Pietro, but I had to show the aspect of how inseparable the Maximoff twins are. Please understand, and vote and comment!
Gracias!
~Sports_books_1816
(P.S. The song is She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5, if you didn't know. It's one of my favorites from them.)
