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Chapter 5: Do I? Nevermind

*Natasha's Point Of View*

After my tears died out, thanks to that amazing hug he gave me, I guessed that Bruce would be waking up soon so I better leave before I get caught in here with a half-naked super soldier standing in front of me. I tell him I should go and he offers me a bit of his dinner, I found it hard to resist as he has bacon on his plate! And man! That bacon just tasted like freedom! Bit of an overreaction but it tasted amazing!

Steve walked me to the door and stood there and stared into my eyes as I stared into his. I just wanted to kiss him, but who would wanna kiss someone as broken as me. He'd push me away and run for miles! It may be a bit early to think about kissing him, I mean, i met him like 5 hours ago! But he was just constantly in my head and I havent been able to get him out! Do I want him to get out of my head?

"If you need anything. I'm always here" That voice, the voice of a god. And that smile! The sort of smile that can make anyone smile or giggle within a matter of seconds. I smile back helplessly. I reply "I know."

If I stayed any longer I was going to kiss him. I had to stay loyal to Bruce, no matter how much I despised him. I hated him for treating me like a dog but I cant cheat on him. I know how much that hurts.

I walk down the corridor as slow as I can but not trying to make it so suspicious to Steve that I never wanted to leave. The door shut and I immediately turn my head back and look in that direction. Staring at the numbers "417" hoping they would open and show me his face once again. He is so addictive!

I stand in that position in between my apartment and his for what seemed like ages. I turn and start walking, the numbers calling me, begging me to knock, begging me to jump in his arms and spend the night. I work up the courage to knock-

"Hey Nat, where are you going?" I hear from behind. I know who it is before I turn but I turn to secure my suspicions. Bruce stood there looking like he was my mother (if I had a mother, this what I'd imagine them to do when they see their child sneaking out).
"I wanted to go for a little walk, I just got back and was about to come back in." I walked further and further from heaven and directly towards my hell. He put his arm around me, I was so uncomfortable but I had to deal with it, at least until he realises that he no longer loves me. He led me back into the apartment and locked the door, holding the key and putting it somewhere he thinks I dont know, but I'm a spy. I notice everything. I sit on the sofa and I make it look like I've fallen asleep so I dont have to stay in the same bed as him. I try to get out of staying in the same room as often as I can but it often doesnt work, but tonight, I think I've gotten away with it. He comes over and kisses my forehead, I start feeling Ill as he does this, I keep my expression straight until he disappears into the bedroom and the light turns off. I sit back up and think.

The only thing that comes to my head is why I went back to his door. Back to Steve's door. I relived the time we spent together in his apartment. I relived the feeling I had when I spoke with him, when he hugged me, the feeling of pure relaxation, a feeling that I havent felt before, that I can remember. Around Steve I could just be me and say my problems out loud and he listened, he actually listened to my issues and tried his best to help. Wait. What am I feeling? I can't get my mind off Steve! Is this what I think it is? Is this... love?