Love Me Until The End (Sebastian Stan Fanfic)

Chapter 1:

I woke up on the moving Greyhound bus. I looked around at my surroundings, sleeping people and a sign that said

"Welcome to New York"

I sunk in my seat and shut my eyes once more. I woke up to the bus stopping and the shuffling of people getting off, I grabbed my two bags and headed off the bus. I looked around at the night sky filled with skyscrapers, and the wonders of the night. I walked around for a little while before finding a small coffee shop, I walked in and sat down.

"Welcome, can I get you anything?" A lady asked walking up to me,

"Um just an iced vanilla lattè" I replied tired.

She walked away to make my coffee as I examined the room, just one other person in the wooden lofty room. I looked at his blonde hair and how he was tucked behind his computer typing away, the lady brought my coffee

"I added an extra shot, on the house" she said then walked away. 

I sat there slowly sipping and thinking about my life before. I brushed my dark red and purple hair out of my face and grabbed my bags and walked out. I walked to a motel and walked to the front desk,

"One room" I said,

"Sorry we're full" he replied,

"Any other place that I could go?" I asked,

"Busy week, I doubt it" he replied.

I sighed and walked out. I walked past the Marvel studio, I looked at it in awe and walked towards the guard booth.

"Hi" I said,

"Hi" the officer replied,

"Is there anywhere that I can bunk for the night, all the motels are filled" I explained.

He sighed and thought for a second,

"It's ok, I can just go too" I said starting to walk away.

"Wait" he called,

I turned around and walked back.

"I'm here for the night my squad car is on the other side of the gate, number 3. Here are the keys you can bunk there" he replied looking around before handing me the keys.

"Thank you so much" I replied,

"No problem" he said opening the gate and letting me in.

I opened the car and crawled inside and used my bag as a pillow. New York is chilly at night so I turned on the car and put the heat on, within seconds I was asleep.

I heard the door open, I looked up,

"So mind me asking why you came to New York" the officer asked.

"Oh, uh" I started groogy,

"Acting, or singing" I replied.

"Well Marvel's right there" he said laughing. 

I looked out the window at few people pulling into the parking lot,

"My shift is over but I can get you in the door" he offered.

"Why not" I said smiling,

"Leave your stuff here, you'll look more professional" he said.

I nodded and got of the car, I pulled my hair back in a high ponytail, straightened out my dark blue zip up hoodie, pulled the bottoms of my ripped black skinny jeans back down to my ankles and retied my grey and black combat style boots. We walked in the door and went to the 5th floor, we walked to the desk and waited until the worker got off the phone.