Bucky Barnes: Tony Starks daughter

32 - don't call me mate

[continued from part 31]

I pushed away immediately.
"What the fuck???" I questioned, standing up and keeping my distance with him.
"You don't feel the same way?" He asked.
"ARE YOU KIDDING??" I laughed at him. "I have a fucking boyfriend! Why would I feel the same way??"
"I thought you were giving me signs, you flirt with me all the time!"
"I can't believe this is happening." I harshly rubbed my face with my human hand. "What is wrong with you??"
"Don't deny it!" He argued.
"I don't know what kind of impression your getting off me but your clearly reading it wrong. I don't feel the same way. I thought you just liked me as a friend and I know I should have told you about Bucky earlier but that was completely inappropriate Harry, you should not have done that."
"Okay, Whatever."
"I really thought you were different Harry. I get that you hang around with the squad but I did not think you were like this."
"Like what??" He questioned.
"An asshole, a player, a fuck boy! The list goes on!"
He sat there in silence.
"Come on, we need to go for food." I told him, changing the subject. I turned around to look at the shopping mall to see the whole team talking together, presumably just waiting for me, but Bucky was staring at us both on the other side of the road.
I could tell he looked annoyed, but he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at Harry.
I walked over to the other side of the road to meet with the team, immediately getting my arm held tightly, I rose my head to the person next to me. It was Bucky.
He didn't show any emotions, all he did was look into my eyes until I felt it had been too long and too awkward, so I looked away in guilt.

Throughout the meal at the restaurant, Bucky's eyes were glued to the table or the floor or his plate but mostly to Harry, never once did he look at me. Even though I'd look over every view minutes, he'd always be looking in a different direction.
"I think I need some air. Can I be excused from the table?" I asked.
"Sure." My dad nodded.
I got up from my chair and walked towards the door, to the warm night outside.
I saw a bench near to me so I decided to sit down and try to process the amount of things that had happened today.
The incident with my dad and Bucky this morning was horrible, we obviously made up but like he said he was the jealous type. I felt like he wasn't going to forgive me for this.
"Hey." I heard a voice behind me, interrupting my thoughts.
"Hi." I turned around to see it was Bucky, looking a little sad and stressed, I rose from my seat. "I'm so sor-"
"No. Stop. You shouldn't have to apologise. I saw the whole thing. It wasn't your fault."
"You day that but this has probably fucked with your head so much. I just have this feeling that you hate me... and you'll never forgive me. Whatever your thinking, I'll respect it. Clearly I fucked up-"
"Y/n!" He laughed in disbelief "this isn't your fault! Harry is the one that fucked up, I don't hate you, I'm upset obviously, with you yeah; but I'm so fucking angry with him."
"God I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." He forced a smile.

We both pulled into a hug, desperately needed from both ends.
"I love you." I comforted.
"I love you too."
I back my head slightly and looked up into his piercing blue eyes.
His lips curled into a smile, butting then slightly, making me giggle. He leaned in and kissed me gently, only for a few seconds, then backed away and pulled my hand, signalling me to join him inside again.

"You good?" My dad asked as me and Bucky sat down on our seats next to each other.
"Yeah, better now." I grinned. Harry looked over to us, raising one eyebrow, but I just chose to ignore it.

After half an hour of talking about what everyone would like to do and finishing off our meal, we finally left.
When we arrived home it was around 8pm so I decided to sit out on the beach and have a drink with a few others on the team; Steve, Sam, Wanda, vision, Bucky, Loki, Scott and Peter.
After 2 hours...
"Fuck marry kill; vision, cap and Thor." I teased to Wanda.
"Oh my god! I knew this would happen." She laughed, slightly drunk.
"You have to choose, come on." Steve laughed, with the accompaniment from a few others egging her on.
"FINE! OKAY! Kill cap." She raised her eyebrows at Steve "Fuck Thor and marry... vision." She huffed.
"YESSS." Steve howled, slapping his left boob, as always.
"Why is it that bad?? I chuckled.
"This happened to me and Y/n." Bucky added.
"That was totally different!" She said.
"No it wasn't! We were literally playing never have I ever!" I laughed.
"I think for our own good we should stop playing these drunk games." Bucky said with a laugh escaping from his lips.
"Nahhh cause now we know you too fucked." Loki smirked.
"OH MY GOD!" Me and Bucky said in unison.
Everyone cracked up in laughter.
"And the bruises, come on Bucky, you should be less rough, it was definitely y/n's first time!" Sam added, making the team continue to laugh.
"ROUGH?" My eyes wondered.
"We both have bionic arms. What do you think would happen??" Bucky argued while laughing a little.
Sam raised his eyebrows.
"Come on you've definitely had sex more than once, they looked painful." Loki said.
"No! That's literally the first time ever for me! We super human strength, I've got fucking celestial powers!" I added.
"Yeah I have bruises too." Bucky said.

"What about you too then? You fucked yet?" Loki asked casually to Wanda and Vision.
"Wow, I cant believe this is happening." Wanda widened her eyes and looked down.
"Maybe we should call it a night, it's getting late." I got up from my deck chair, signalling Bucky to follow.
"Yeah I think Wanda's a bit tired of our questions." Steve agreed.
...
"I'm gonna go get a drink, you want anything?" I asked Bucky. He was in bed, in just underwear because of the warm temperatures.
"Yeah can you get me some cold water?"
"Sure." I smiled. He threw his shirt at me from earlier, reminding me that I only had underwear on too. "Thanks." I laughed, chucking it over my head.

I shut the door quietly behind me and walked down the marble stairs down the hall, that thankfully felt cold against my bare feet.
I saw Harry sat on the one of the couches in the kitchen, just sipping a pint of beer.
"Hey." He nodded.
But I ignored him.
"Y/n I said I was sorry Okay! I don't know what you want me to do." He remarked.
"Are you serious?? That's the first time you've said sorry! When you did kiss me, right after you said I was flirting with you, I literally said I had a boyfriend then you said I shouldn't deny the fact I like you!" I argued.
"Well I am sorry! I guess it's the fact that you're the only girl not falling at my feet, it's killing me."
"Harry I have a fucking boyfriend, that I love, why the fuck would I 'fall at your feet' anyway."
"I'm literally just digging myself a hole here aren't I?" He forced a laugh.
"I don't even need to give you the noose." I joked.
[that is a reference to inspector calls if if anyone knows that if you live in England doing GCSEs 😂]
"I'm an sorry though, I guess I'm just trying as hard as I can to keep my masculinity, but clearly Bucky knows how to be a gentleman too."
I stood just there though, not knowing how to respond.
"I don't want to loose you y/n, your a good person, Bucky's definitely a lucky man. I hope we can still be friends." He smiled.
"Of course." I smiled back, going towards the tap to pour two glasses of water.
"What's taking you so long?" I heard Bucky at the door, I rose my head to see him already looking pissed off at Harry sat on the couch near, still only wearing his boxers.
Harry got up "Mate I am so sorry."
"Don't call me mate." Bucky asserted. "Why did you kiss her?"
"I was jealous."
"She's not your girlfriend, don't touch her." Bucky said sternly.
I walked over to him passing him a glass and pulling him with my free hand out the kitchen.
"I don't like him." He said.
"Well you're going to have to, he could tell us to go home whenever he wants, it's his house."
"I guess yeah." He sighed. "If I'm being honest, I'm not tired anymore, do you want to go for walk?"
"Yeah sure." I answered. He started walking up stairs. "Where are you going?"
"Y/n, I'm half naked." He chuckled.
"You won't need your clothes." I said casually.
"Oh." He raised his eyebrows, as I led him out towards the beach.