Chapter 7

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I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say

Is this coming off in a cheesy way?

Natasha had been planning to talk with Steve all week but as soon as she was about to bring up the fact that they could no longer do this, that he needed to choose between her and Sharon, she couldn't dare to say anything about it. It scared her to the bones but she knew that she'd have to bring it up at some point. She just wasn't sure when it would be the best time. Luckily, Tony Stark was hosting one of his many parties this Friday which Steve was attending. So Natasha simply figured that would be the right time to talk to him. Especially since she might have some time to pour some alcohol into her body that would make the nervous side of her less nervous before she brought it up with him. She had to tell him at this party. She was sick of herself just going along with this, even if she loved spending so much time with Steve. Natasha was simply hurt by the fact that Steve apparently didn't like her enough to break up with Sharon. At least, so she thought.

Steve liked Natasha more than he could even explain. He couldn't really put words on his feelings for her, but one thing was for sure, his feelings for her were deep. Steve had been thinking of his and Natasha's relationship for a good while now. She was probably a bit confused and so would he be if he were in her shoes. Some days, before quitting work for the day, all he could imagine was coming home only to see Natasha sitting on the couch, reading one of her many books. Steve wasn't a man who liked having a mistress and he hadn't even thought about it that way until recently when he realised that's probably how the rest of the world would see it. Natasha meant so much to him, but so did Sharon. Steve felt like hitting himself hard in the head. How could he even manage to fall in with two people? Because that is what he is, right? The thing that really got to him though was that Natasha was more on his mind than Sharon. Much more. He couldn't get Natasha out of his head and now that he thought about it, she had been in there for quite a while. He just hadn't realised he thought of her as much as he actually did. It was as if she had him under some sort of spell.

"Steve."

Steve looked up at the sound of his girlfriend's voice. Sharon gave him a smile before checking her hair in the mirror.

"You were deep in thought, again."

"Oh, sorry. I was just thinking.."

"You better go get changed. We're supposed to leave in ten minutes!" She said, a bit stressed.

Steve got dressed in no time, though parties like the one they were supposed to attend now wasn't anything exciting to him. Tony Stark's parties could be described as "way too much". Way too much alcohol. Way too much drunk people. Way too much headache for the people who couldn't get drunk. Still, he had a feeling Natasha would be there so maybe he'd get a chance to see her at least. She always made the boring parties more fun with her colourful personality.

"Are you ready to go?" Sharon asked as she stood by the door.

Steve nodded, grabbing his coat before following Sharon outside to his car.

As Steve and Sharon got to Tony's place, everything Steve had imagined was pretty much right on point. Loud music, lots of people; some already drunk and of course, Tony Stark himself. He sat in a sofa further away, discussing something with a few girls. He was clearly not sober, but not drunk yet.

"Steve, I'm just gonna say hello to a few friends." Sharon said, looking over at a group of people.

"Oh alright."

Sharon left Steve's side and he awkwardly paced towards the bar to get a drink, pretending like he belonged in this crowd. The bartender handed him a beer and Steve took a sip before looking out over the big crowd, trying to recognise some faces.

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