The Eighth Avenger (A Loki Love Story)

Movie Night

Ok so this is my first story on this here wattpad :) and I hope you really like it! if there is any problem with anything please comment the dealio!

This story takes place before the battle with Loki and the Chitari in New York. About 2 weeks before then to be exact.

Jessica's P.O.V.

I was walking with Peter down the crowded streets of New York, they were beginning to have less and less people on the sidewalk. Occasionally we were asked for our autographs. He was in his Spiderman suit and I was in my black Andy Sixx sweater with my white jeans with my black hair tied back and my bangs loose. We've been laughing and talking and having a wonderful time. We were walking back to my apartment from the park -where we were hanging out- for movie night. I ever so loved movie night and so did everyone else.

"So what movie are we watching this time?" Peter asked me.

"I don't know. How about a comedy?"

"Sounds great! Maybe we can watch... oh what's it called? Um.... its the one with Adam Sandler."

"Oh that narrows it down." I said chuckling. Peter and I are good friends, along with Tony, Steve, and the rest of the extraordinary people in the Avengers Initiative.

"It's already 7:30 we should hurry." He said looking at his iphone.

"Wanna race?" I challenged considering we are still pretty far from my apartment building and people are going to start showing up soon. I am an Avenger along with Peter. I can fly but I can run really fast too and if I fly I am way faster than peter and its unfair if I fly. I can run just about as fast as Peter can attach, release, and reattach his webs to the buildings above us.

"YES!" Peter almost screamed this because he was so excited to get off his feet. We stood next to each other, his hand in position to shoot a web and my body in position to run. fast.

"Ready... Set... GO!" I screamed. I bolted straight while Peter shot a web and was swinging from building to building. We turned a sharp corner Peter almost continuined to go straight. I was slightly ahead of him pushing my body to go faster.

I yelled over to Peter, "Come on slow poke!!!" we were neck-in-neck almost the whole way there. He of course got there first while I had to dodge people on the sidewalk and I'd become very tired running all that way.

We arrived just in time since Bruce and Tony were pulling in one of the parking spaces in the huge parking lot to my apartment building. They both stepped out of his red mustang. Tony was dressed in a white tank top, his arc reactor light showing threw the thin fabric in the middle of his chest, and wearing black pajama bottoms and Bruce had on a black t-shirt and purple pajama bottoms. I was bent over, hands on my knees almost dying because I was so out of breath from running.

Peter put his hand on my shoulder and asked if I was ok. "Yeah... Out of... breath." I said in between breaths.

I pulled the keychain out of my pocket which held the key to my apartment on it. I unlocked the door as Tony and Bruce were walking up the brick steps laughing at me with my ridiculous breathing.

"Now don't you go dying on us! We'll actually need you one of these days!" Tony said and we all laughed.

We all walked inside and the three of them sat on the black leather couch in the center of the living room while I walked to the kitchen to get a water bottle then to my room to change and freshen up. I took a drink of water and went to my dresser on the left side of my bed. I opened the top middle droor and pulled out a big black t-shirt with a band name on it in white letters. It read My Chemical Romance. I walked to the hall closet to get blankets.