Get lost on you.

Moving on

|Ana|

"I'm going to fucking kill her." Natasha groans, pouring herself another glass.

I chuckle. "Steve would shoot himself in the balls before cheating on you, Nat." Patting her back.

"That's not what I'm worried about, honey." Natasha's worried eyes meet mine and I frown. "It's that fucking bitch making him uncomfortable."

Ow.

I find Steve at the bar, talking to a tiny brunette that keeps touching his arm and laughing at nothing. I know Steve is not funny at all so it's clear she's trying to get him like her or something.

"Yeah, that sucks." I sigh. "Wanna go save him?" Bumping my shoulder with hers.

Natasha shakes her head. "I'll let him handle it." Turning to her glass again. "How are you?"

Not this again.

"I told you I'm fine, Tasha." I groan. "It wasn't a big deal. I was drunk and that's it." Shivering at the memory.

"But, what happened?" She sighs, rubbing her temples.

"He was an asshole. That's what happened." I tell her. "I never gave him a reason to be jealous of anyone. Less when it comes to Luca." Rolling my eyes.

"Well, If I woke up to get a glass of water and found you and Wanda too far drunk and nearly naked with a guy that's completely sober, I would've acted the same way." Natasha sips her drink.

"I understand that." I nod. "But it's really none of his business anymore." Staring at her. "It's not like I don't love him anymore."

"But he doesn't know that, babe." Natasha shrugs.

Well, yeah.
That's a good point.

"Still. He was an asshole." I laugh, sipping my soda. "Remind me again, what's this party for?"

"I have no fucking clue." We burst out laughing.

— — —

"Oh, she's mad." I tell Wanda, wincing at the sight of Natasha fighting with Steve.

"Do you think he gave her his number or something?" Wanda whispers

"Number? Did you forget who are we talking about?" I laugh.

"Right." Wanda laughs, taking my glass from my hands. "Can we dance?"

I nod, grinning at my best friend. "Of course we can, Wanda." Pulling her to the middle of the loving room where the crowd swallows our bodies.

Where I don't care about who is or isn't watching me. Where I can have fun with my friend.

[Under The Influence - Chris Brown]

"Ugh, I love this song!" Wanda grins, her green eyes lightening as she pulls me closer to her body.

"Oooohhh, you gonna dance for me, baby?" I tease, my head dizzy thanks to the alcohol.

"Yeah." Wanda blushes, pulling me closer to her.

With the back of her body pressed against the front of mine, she begins to move. Grinding her ass against my hips as my hands roam down her body.

Wanda throws her head back, laughing and smiling and I follow suit. Feeling the eyes of at least half of the room, I bury my face in her neck. Loosing myself in the song and the sweet scent of her perfume.