Request from Natasharomanoff1322 🤍
Age- 16
Warnings- car accident details
Words- 1.9K+
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2ND PERSON POV
"Mom what do you want from the store" you ask walking into her office and standing by the door frame.
"Oh I don't need anything thank you though baby" Natasha smiles before looking back down at her laptop, you nodded your head but walked into her office and stood beside her.
"Can we watch a movie tonight mama" you ask hopefully swaying on your feet
"Y/n, you know how busy I am at the moment" Natasha practically whines looking up at you
"But mama please" you also whine pouting, sticking your bottom lip out like a child.
"Y/n, i can't say no to that face" Natasha sighs looking back between you and her laptop
"Fine" Natasha sighs looking into your green eyes, you cheered loudly then gave your mom a big hug, kissing her cheek and stepping back.
"I'm gonna get some snacks" you do a little dance showing how happy you are before saying goodbye to Natasha.
"Be safe y/n, I'm serious" you roll your eyes turning around to face your mom
"I'm always safe" you chuckle before exiting Natasha's room and almost running down the hallway. You ran past everyone with a massive smile on your face, ignoring everyone who was shouting your name and asking where you were going.
"Shops, I'm having a movie night with mama" you giggle, shouting through to everyone who was shouting on you. You tied your laces as fast as you could before bouncing back up to your feet and grabbing your car keys, making your way out the compound door and walking down to your car.
You got into it, turning the radio on straight away before reversing out of the drive and slowly driving down to the shops making sure to be careful.
One of your favourite song which happens to also be your mom's started playing on the radio as you were driving
They say I'm too young to love you
I don't know what I need
They think I don't understand
The freedom land of the seventies
I think I'm too cool to know ya
You say I'm like the ice, i freeze
I'm churnin' out novels like
Beat poetry on Amphetamines
I say
Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got deaths in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
And my jazz collection's rare
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby
They say I'm too young to love you
They say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors like they forgot to read
I think we're like fire and water
I think we're like the wind and sea
Your burning up I'm cooling down
You're up, im down
You're blind, I see
But I'm free, ooh-ooh
I'm free
Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got deaths in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
And my jazz collection's rare
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby
You pulled up outside target, locking your car and happily making your way inside, you grabbed a basket knowing you weren't going to get a lot but were going to get enough for the night.
