Your life at the Avengers

Part 15 - songs

You wake up, half an hour later. Agatha still asleep. You walk over to the table at the side of your room, grabbing your diary. You open up to the page with your song. You start to write more.

You read what you had already written so far
'It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
'Cause now I'm even more lost'

You write some more

'It was a bad idea
To think you were the one
Was such a bad idea
'Cause now everything's wrong
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
"Darling, are you ready for more?"'

The words Agatha spoke to you last night, ' darling, you're so pretty, it hurts' it stuck to you, so you had to write that into the song. You continue to write more. The words flowing onto the paper.

'It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
To think I could stop
Was such a bad idea
I can't get enough
It was a bad idea
Needing you so late
Was such a bad idea
'Cause I can't think straight'

You normally struggle to write songs but today, for some reason. You're not struggling.

'It was a bad idea
To bring you back home
Was such a bad idea
I need to be alone
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
"Darling, are you ready for more?"'

You really like the line 'darling, you're so pretty, it hurts' it sounded better when Agatha said it.

'It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
To think I could stop
Was such a bad idea
I can't get enough
Bad idea
Bad idea
Bad idea
Bad idea
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
You said "Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
To think I could stop
Was such a bad idea
I can't get enough'

You finished writing the song. You felt proud of yourself. You found a tune as you begin singing the song in you're head. Not realising your singing out loud. Agatha awoke, and watches you in amazement.

Y/n: darling, you're so pretty it hurts! You pushed me up against my wall... ok ok. That sounds good!

Agatha; that sounds more than good

You jump up, you look at Agatha and giggle.

Y/n: how long have you been awake for?

Agatha: a couple of minutes. Enough to here that song. It's amazing! I see you hard my line

Y/n: inspirational, that line made me tingle inside

Agatha: a good tingle I assume?

Y/n: very good tingle

Agatha: so... that song

Y/n: I've been writing it for a while but today, the words just... they finally flew onto the page

Agatha: you should sing it tonight darling

Y/n: I don't know...

Agatha: can I have a look in your book

Y/n: sure. Don't judge the song before the ikr I just wrote

Agatha: I won't hun

You hand the book over to Agatha. You sit next to her again, on your bed

She opens the book to the first page, titled, 'girls'

She reads the words, they read the beautiful words. She looks up to you, smiling.

Agatha: girls... you finished this one?

Y/n: oh that one... it's stupid I know

Agatha: that's not what I said love

Y/n: I guess, it is finished

Agatha: do you think you can sing it to me?

Y/n: oh well... I mean, sure

You start to sing the song to Agatha.

Meanwhile in you're parents room:

Pepper: I didn't realise she was still writing songs

Tony: are you listening in on y/n again!

Pepper: what! She's our daughter. I'm aloud to

Tony: for all we know she could have been having sex

Pepper: that was just before. I regretfully heard them. Gladly I put my headphones in

Tony: oh my god

Pepper and Tony sit there for a minute, soon to beat their daughter singing. They stay silent the whole time, listing to what the words are.

When you finish singing. They speak.

Tony: she's finally happy with herself...

Pepper: that song is so perfect

Back in your room

Y/n: And they're so pretty, it hurts
I'm not talking 'bout boys
I'm talking 'bout girls
They're so pretty, it hurts

Agatha stares you into your eyes, a tear rolls down yours.

Y/n: I'm so sorry. It's so bad.

Agatha: what no. Don't cry. Baby, this song. It's amazing. This is you accepting yourself. Do you know how amazing that is? Your the first person to write a gay song. And to be honest, I find that amazing

Y/n: really...

Agatha: yes really. The songs you have wrote are amazing. I never knew you write songs

Y/n: I'm still kinda new to it but that means a lot

Agatha: I'll somehow convince you to sing tonight

Y/n: and how are you going to do that?