Top Gun Maverick Fanfiction Bob Floyd X-OCReader

Jealousy?

I sit down on Bob's bed, careful to not hurt him when I sit down. I look over at Natasha and smile gently as she watches us, but she just rolls her eyes.

"You okay, Nat?" I ask her, wondering why she rolled her eyes at me. I don't think I did anything to make her mad......? Did I?

"Yep I'm great thanks for asking, Lottie. You're so freakin caring." She snaps.

"Whoah..Natasha. Lottie didn't do anything." Bob says back defensively, causing me to blush.

"Just saying, I don't want my gunman dead." She says putting her hands up in surrender.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I say, anger starts burning inside of me.

"Everyone you're around gets killed or hurt. Just saying, if Bob dies I'm blaming you." She says with a proud smile.

"I'm literally in your plane! If I die it's either on you or I!!" Bob yells, sitting up fast, causing him to wince.

"Trust me, she will always find a way. She didn't even have to be around her dad and he died." She gets up and walks over to me. My heart pounds hard in my chest as she looks at me, "Your father died knowing you didn't care." She whispers then rips my father's dog tags from around my neck.

"Natasha!! Give those back!" I get up quickly but a wave of dizziness comes over me, causing me to have to grab onto the bed to steady myself.

"Lottie?" Bob says worried. Natasha goes to the window and holds the dog tags out, letting it slide down her hand, but she grabs it before it falls completely from her hand.

"Come get it." She says with a smile.

"Why are you doing this?! I didn't do anything to you!!" Tears form in my eyes.

"Oops!" She lets it slip a little more so I run over to her and quickly reach for the dog tags. She quickly lets go of them so I extend my hand out as far as I can, but I miss and they fall.

"What the hell?!" I yell and shove her, away from the window.

"Guys!" Bob says, but we don't pay attention and I quickly put Natasha in a head lock,

"You messed with the wrong girl." I say through the grit of my teeth as I throw her to the ground, hard. She lets out a little squeal of pain as she crashes onto the ground. I get on top of her and form my hand into a fist and start beating her, senselessly, giving her no recovery time.

"BRADLEY!!" Bob yells. Suddenly a strong pair of arms wrap around my torso and pull me away from the very bloody girl.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Bradley sets me down to face him, but keeps a strong grip on me. As I look at him my vision starts to blur, I can hear Natasha yelling but I can't make out a single word she says. "Lottie?! Lottie?! What was that?!!" Bradley yells at me again. I look at him panicked, my heart pounds hard in my chest,my whole body shakes uncontrollably, tears run down my face like a waterfall and I just stare at Bradley as my vision goes in and out of focus.

"Bradley! Get her over here!" I hear Bob's voice say.

"I don't think I should move her." He says his eyes looking over my whole body, not creepily, but in a concerned way.

What's happening to her?!" Bob yells worriedly.

"I think she's having a panic attack." Bradley says back. That's exactly what's happening. My legs shake so bad that they completely give out and I collapse in Bradley's arms. He gently sets me down, not letting go of me.

"Oh my gosh!!!!" I hear Sandy scream.

"Holy crap! What happened?" Hangman asks.

I hear Bob explaining everything to them. I start to sob harder and I feel Bradley pull me closer to his chest, gently moving my head to lays in the crook of his shoulder.

My breathing soon calms down and the shaking stops, along with the endless tears. I lay in Bradley's arms, completely embarrassed knowing Bob saw me at my lowest point...this is gonna suck. What if he thinks I'm a weirdo? What if he doesn't like me anyone? What if he thinks I'm an emotional wreck? What if he's embarrassed to be seen with me now? Questions flood my head, one right after the other.

"Are you okay...?" A soft voice asks me. I turn around to see Bob crouched down to my level, a soft smile appears on his face when he looks at me. I gently let go of Bradley and move over to Bob and hold onto him, I can't even look him in the face.....I made such a fool of myself. "Hey...hey....look at me...." He says softly as he gently lifts my face up by my chin, for a moment we look into each other's eyes, butterflies and sparks fill my stomach as we just stare at each other, everyone around us seem to disappear and all the panic I had before is completely gone. Suddenly I feel his warm lips gently press against mine, my eyes grow wide for a second then I gently close them and kiss him back. It feels magical, I had never been kissed before but I just know this is how it's supposed to feel. We soon pull away from each other but he keeps me close to himself. Sandy and Jake walk over to us smiling and Natasha runs out of the room crying, so Bradley quickly follows her. As I stay in Bob's arms I feel secure, like all the sadness and fear from before completely leave my mind and its replaced by the wonderful thought of being in his arms.

"I shouldn't have hit her." I say quietly.

"Well.....probably not as much as you did but she did deserve to be shut up." He says.

"I think you're missing a little something." Jake says holding my father's dog tags in front of my face. My eyes grow wide and I immediately get up and take them from him, putting them on and tucking them into my shirt.

"Thank you!" I smile.

"We have a lot to talk about!!!" Sandy says with a huge smile on her face.

"We sure do!!" I say blushing as I look back at Bob and she looks at Jake.

"We are off from training tomorrow....how about the four of us go to the bar?" Jake suggests and we all look at each other.

"Sounds great to me!" Bob says taking my hand.

"Let's do it!" I say happily.

"Oh my gosh yes yes yes!!" Sandy says clasping her hands together and putting them close to her heart.

"Then a double date it is!" Jake says and we all laugh.