11:45pm
Pleeeaaassseee!" I beg. "For the last time Cait, NO," Steve says laughing a little. "C'mon! I won't break it!" I try to persuade. "Just let the kid ride on your motorcycle," Tony says behind the bar. I'm not a kid I mumble under my breath. "FINE!" Steve gives in. "Yes!!" I start jumping around. "Let's go," he says putting on his leather jacket. I grab my phone and head out. "Where are we going anyway?" Steve asks. "Shawarma?" I suggest. "Okie Dokie!" he says without even thinking about. I get a text from Zac:
Hey, Cait! I was wondering if you want to meet at Central Park @ 5:30. I need to tell you something....
Oh my God.We got to the shawarma place and it was amazing! "So...uh...Zac wanted to meet me at in Central Park at 5:30," I say breaking the ice. He looks up at me, his blue eyes all wide. "So a date," he sums up. "Yeah, I guess," I say regretting that I brought the subject up. "You two kissed," he states taking a big bite of shawarma. A jolt of confusion hits me. "What? How did you know?" I ask. "I didn't until now," he says smiling that kind fatherly smile. "Well played old man, well played," I said. "But you still made out with Natasha," I comback. I took a sip of soda and I saw him laugh a little. "Well it was on a mission, I had to," he explains. "Sure," I say sarcastically. I feel hands on my shoulders. I look back to see the one and thank God only Tony Stark. "Sup Tony," I say. "Yeah yeah I get it I'm awesome," he says pulling up a chair next to Steve. "Sup Grandpa," Tony says patting Steve on the back. Steve rolls his eyes. We talk for a little bit and then we leave.
4:30pm
I get on a pair of casual but nice jeans and a T-shirt (from Hot Topic-Thank you Clint). I put on a pair of shoes and my locket and chill for a hour. "Woah! Stark I think one of your Ironetts got in!" Clint shouts. I look up. "What? You got a date?" he asks sitting next to me. "Yeah, with Zac," I respond getting my hair out of my face. He was surprised I said yes. "Well here are a few tips-" he starts but I cut him off. "Let me listen to tips from a guy who can't get a girl," I say. "Harsh but true...sadly," he says. "You'll be fine," Natasha says walking in. "You can win him over with smarts," Bruce says. "But DON'T go all girly flirty on him, guys hate that," Tony added. "I think he shall love your hair. And your power to kind but stern," Thor yelled. There was a whole crowd of people around me telling me things all at once. "ENOUGH!" Steve yells. Everyone goes silent. Nobody really heard Steve scream other than on missions. He makes his way towards me and kneels down. "Listen, just be yourself. You want him to like you for you," Steve says. We hug and everyone joins.5:30pm
I head out to Central Park and see Zac on a bench. "Hey," I say waving to him. He stands up, "Hi Caitlyn!" I walk over and we sit down on the bench. "What did you need to tell me?" I ask crossing my legs. He puts his hand behind his head. "Yeah...uh...here," he hands me a small box. I open it to see a promise ring and a note. I cover my mouth and a tear starts to form on my cheek. "You're moving?" I ask even though I read it. "Yeah...my dad got a job in California," he says. "But who will be there for me?" I asks still crying. "That's why I gave you a promise ring. On the inside of the band it says: Love will bring us together even though we are miles apart." I put the ring on my ring finger. I look at his soft brown eyes and I could tell he's sad too. He looks up and so do I. Then we leaned in for a kiss. We kissed as we were both crying. It was the last time I was going to see him. He moves back and so do I, but slowly. We both laugh and we say our goodbyes. It starts to rain and I walk to the sidewalk (still crying) and see Steve pull up on his motorcycle. He saw that I was crying and said "C'mon we'll talk about it when we get home." All I need is a friend. I need Zac.
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Caitlyn
FanfictionCaitlyn Carter was sent on a mission to comfort the one and only Steve Rogers. Her background is somewhat classified and confusing. She is 13 but came from the past to keep a close eye on Rogers by, you guessed it, Peggy Carter. Caitlyn is smart,yet...