LOVELESS

Chapter - 11

Fifteen years ago:

Natasha was upset with Clint that she even finds it hard to talk to him openly but still, she kept her composure. She wanted to go home quickly, even though her grandmother was out of town that night.

After Laura suggested that Steve should drop her off, she hesitantly agreed as she wants to get as far as possible from Clint.

She insists on walking home on foot, saying that it is too risky to get into a vehicle with a stranger whom she barely knows. A devilishly handsome stranger, to be exact.

Steve was intrigued by the girl he had just met not even an hour ago. Instead of getting annoyed of the girl, he oddly finds her funny and attractive. She also has a very pretty face. But her good looks were not the reason why he kept up with her.

Sure, every girl would throw themselves at him because of his family's wealth. But he knew it all too well that they would not really like him for himself. The real Steve.

But this girl here is very different from the others. She treated him like every other person and also, she didn't seem to be that kind of girl who thirsts for money.

She didn't even know me? His conscious questions.

Then, came the answer. Sure, if it had not been for his father's money, no girl would really take interest on him. Everybody wants the Steve Rogers, but they liked the name Rogers more than Steve.

Letting out a dark chuckle under the dim incasdent streetlight, he kicked the little rock lying on the street.

Feeling alarmed, Natasha stopped abruptly in her tracks as she eyes him suspiciously. The look on her eyes hints the fear hidden beneath.

"You're probably planning on how to rape me slowly, didn't you?" Her voice was shaking as she took a step backwards as she silently cursed at Clint.

Steve's eyes went wide. Then, suddenly, he let out a huge laugh. This time only, it came out from his heart.

"You really are funny." He laughs, putting his hand on his stomach.

Natasha let out a sigh of relief. She was not gonna be raped. "I thought......."

Shaking his head, still laughing, Steve replies, "Don't worry, stranger. I am planning to stay innocent until I meet 'the one'." Feeling a little embarrassed for assuming that he would do such a thing to her, she kept quiet.

Then, a thought comes to her mind which she just couldn't shake off. "Uh, can I ask you a question? You don't really have to answer if you are uncomfortable, but........."

Steve cuts her off. "Ask away, stranger." He lets out a soft chuckle, getting interested in the red head.

Furrowing her eyebrows, she asks the unexpected. "You haven't had any sex yet?" The words bluntly left her mouth, making Steve to raise his eyebrows.

"Well, have you?" He retorts, trying to hide his smile even though he knew the answer.

Natasha makes a face. "No way in hell!" She replies, getting very defensive.

Steve lets out a low chuckle. If seen closely, one could see a spark flying in his eyes which is caused none other that the 'stranger' herself.

He wondered if she was 'the one' for him as he, for the second time tonight, took in her features.

Not that she was not pretty before, but in his eyes, she looks prettier than before.

Sure, her appearance was nothing compared to the rich girls he used to see, but her simple attire was the thing that caught his eyes.