Moonlight // IronStrange AU

Chapter Three (The Second Half)

**Tony's POV**

June 10, 2010
11:03 p.m.

"Hey! Welcome to Moonlight, I'm Tony Stark, but you can call me 'Iron Man' I will be your personal-"

I froze. There standing in front of me were the coolest people in school, Stephen Strange and Logan Odinson.
I gasped and tried to cover myself with my hands. Oh my gosh no one was supposed to know this!
"W-What are y-you d-doing h-here?" I stumble on my words. Gosh why am I such an idiot.

"The real question is, what are YOU doing here!" Logan cackled. Gosh I hate that man.
"Yeah-" Stephen paused, "Wait, you're a stripper here?!" Stephen gasped. There goes my one and only chance with that man. Ugh, I've loved him for so long. I feel like crying. Logan pushes me out of the way and walks inside. I cough,
"Wait, you're gay!?" I smirk and raise my eyebrow at Stephen, who is a nice shade of maroon. He's kinda cute when he's embarrassed.
"N-No," he exclaims, but I can see right through it, "I'm just chaperoning!"
I laugh. No one chaperones, especially at a Gay Strip Club.
"Are you sureeee." I laugh, this could be fun.
My leg starts to hurt, but I ignore it. I tried to cover up the bruises with makeup, but failed horribly.
"Please don't tell anyone!" He pleads, "I'll do anything!"
Anything? I laugh, this could be my chance, but I'm not risking it. He could tell the whole school I'm a stripper! Its worse enough that they already know I'm gay, but I have a plan.
I smirk, "How about, I won't tell anyone that your gay, and you protect me from Bruce and Steve." Maybe we could become friends out of it. Maybe Lovers.
"B-But my reputation! It will be ruined if I protect you!" I'm truly disgusted. He cares more about what people think of him, than making someones life less like a living hell. Maybe he is just a big jackass.
"Wow. And I thought you were a nice guy! I guess not," I shrug and I started to walk away until he grabbed my arm,
"I guess I'll just have to tell everybody then."
"No! Oh God please don't!" He grabs both my arms and starts to shake me. He's strong.
"I'll protect you, fine! Just please don't tell anyone!" By that last sentence he was in my arms crying. I wonder what kind of shit he would get in if I did tell. I do feel bad for him, but why should I trust him?
I shake my head. Stephen isn't that good at acting!
I pull him off to the side of the building, and wipe his tears with my thumb, while caressing his face. Gosh he has such a beautiful face.
"T-Thanks." He says before patting my shoulder and starts to walk away, but I stop him. This is my chance, and I have to take it!

He turns around to say something, but I push him against the wall and I start to passionately kiss him. Thankfully, he kisses back.
He starts to play my hair, as I start to slide my hands up his chest. He shudders, and I try to deepen the kiss, but he pulls away. My god that was amazing.
He smiles at me, but it soon drops as he pushes me away, and runs off. He's probably going home. My smile also drops, but then I remember that Logan was inside, and that he could help me.

I run into the building, and I quickly see, Logan making out with one of our finest male strippers. I walk over and pull off the stripper, and get on Logan's lap. I gotta play the part, you know.
"Tony what the fuck?!" He whisper-yells at me. Its barely audible, because of the loud music, but its clear enough.
"I need Stephens phone number."
"Fuck no! I'm not giving you anything of his!" He pushes me off his lap, but I grab his shoulders, and go close to his face. He glares.
"I made a deal with him. I'm on your guys side know. Please! It will help me so much!" He rolls his eyes, but gives me his number on a piece of paper.
I thank him and I walk to the changing room. I grab my phone, and put in the number under 'Wiz💖💞💕'.
I put on some decent clothes, and hitch a ride with a random fella.
He drives me to my home, thankfully, and I walk in. My dad was asleep, but my mom was in the kitchen, probably waiting for me. I checked the time, 1:26 a.m. I start to sweat. Oh gosh am I in for a teaching.

"Where the hell were you!?"
"I-"
"Oh my god its fucking 1 in the morning, Anthony you absolute fucking idiot!"
"Ugh Anthony I can't believe you!" She pushes me out of her way and walks to her bedroom. Probably going to wake up dad for sex.
I sigh and rub my forehead, as I walk to my bedroom. I don't change, I just get into bed. I've had enough of today, but there was one part that I absolutely flip over.

God am I in love with that man.