Oh hell no!

I formed an ice club in my hand and smashed the underside of tube to pieces. I ducked out from under it and race down the platform.

“No, no, no, no, no” I kept repeating.

“Vick, what’re you doing?” Johnny says urgently. He steps up towards me to restrain me but I use one hand and flip him on his back, yanked his shirt clear off his body and drew it down on mine.

I yank on the hem of the shirt down to my knees and race from the lab.

“Nope, no way, not at all, not me, no!” I recited as I raced out the lab, down the corridor, into the hallway, passed the living room. My feet slap down on the fuzzy carpet as I bolt to my room, I don’t even glance at Johnny’s. I ram the door shut, lock it.

“Victoria isn’t it best-” Herbie began to say. I throw my arm up at the dome camera, spray snow onto the lenses to prevent him from seeing me.

I jump onto my bed and cover myself in my duvet. I just curl up in a small ball in the center and let the shame and embarrassment shower down on me.

Tony Stark saw me.

I felt the stab of mental pain in my heart. I rake my fingernails over my legs to make the pain go away…ironic, I want pain gone by inflicting more pain, funny.

“No, no, no, no” I mutter to myself.

He saw me in my undies! No barriers! He must be laughing his head off right about now.

I push my head under my pillow.

Dear God, take me now, kill me, blast me with lightening, incinerate me, obliterate me, puck me off this earth…anything but let me live with this pain.

I hear footsteps race to my door, the person on the other side jiggled the handle, found it lock and started yelling.

I stuff pillows on either sides of my head and burrowed deeper into my blanket. While all the time repeating, “No, no, no. Oh no. Please no. God no. Oh please God no”

I hear muffled yells, but as far as I knew no one had gotten into the room.

Thank God!

What was I supposed to do? I can’t go back out their! Hell, I’m gonna shave my hair, glue on a mustache and move to new Mexico and call myself Arrya.

Then the smell hit me.

The sweet, masculine scent mixed with a heady cologne that did weird things to my tummy.

Why did I smell Johnny?

My subconscious mentally smacked me.

Duh dummy! Cause you wearing his shirt! Remember?

I look down at the faded red shirt on my body and smiled to myself. I’m wearing Johnny Storm’s shirt, he gave me his shirt.

Uh, correction-You ripped it right off his body like a crazy person.

I run my hand over the shirt’s material, it was comfy and soft. Like those comfy shirts or sweaters that you wear all the time like a second skin.

I wrap my arms around the shirt, as if I was hugging the owner. Cause this was as could as I’ll ever get.

Under the blanket I felt warm, safe…and happy.

I imagined myself in here but with Johnny besides me, I closed my eyes and I could picture it as a reality. His huge head with that gorgeous straight face afew inches above mine, his clear blue eyes looking down at mine like I was the only girl in the world. His lips having that playful devilish childhood boyish smile. His fingers reaching up and caressing my face…

I open my eyes and sigh out loud.

Things that I want…that could never be.

Maybe in another life, time, age, decade and era. Things might have worked out. But this was the 21st century, things like these rarely work out and when they do, they don’t last.

Clink clink clink…fhssssssssss

What the?

The sounds were coming from my door, I lift my head out from underneath the pillows and looked.

It looked like a laser pen was at work on the door.

Eek!

Someone wants to come in.

I barely have time to think when the door swung open.

I cover myself with the duvet again and stop breathing.

Oh my Gosh…

I wonder who it was. I sure as hell wasn’t taking a peep to find out.

I hear the soft steady footsteps over the carpet as the person walked over to my bed.

It could be Ben…or Reed. Definitely not Susan because she’s have talked my head off by now.

Who am I kidding? Reed will still be in his lab talking to Tony, obviously trying to apologize for my rude exit and comments. Ben could never be that soft at walking but I’ve been surprised before.

The only logical person was Johnny. He’s such a drama queen I’m sure he’s relishing in the fact of prolonging my torture.

The footsteps had reached the base of my bed, oh God, here it comes. Johnny was going to yank the duvet right from ontop of me and take his shirt back. My skin tingled, it must’ve known what was in store.

I hold my breath.

And…

Nothing.

What’s going on?

Instead I hear the footstep walk two extra feet to the left side of my bed. The angle to which I had curled into a ball, and he/it/she/whatever sat down!

I didn’t need to hold my breath because I couldn’t breathe!

What is he doing? What is he thinking? What-

Tap tap tap

I cringe. His tapping my shoulder, what do I do? What do I do? What do I fucking do!?

The person…Johnny, sat patiently next to me. 10 seconds passed…20…

Tap tap tap again.

This was so frustrating I think imma gonna fart.

That if I did that then I’ll just hang myself to end my misery.

The person cleared his throat.

Oh for the love of-

I peek out.

It was Tony Stark.

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“Seriously?” Tony laughed sitting by the side of my bed. “You were ashamed and ran away because of me!?”

I was fully dressed sitting cross legged on my bed, laughing back at him.

He was really easy to talk to, joke with, and just goof around with.

He managed to pry me from my bed and let me get dressed. And now he was waving a nonchalant hand at the fact that he saw me near naked.

“You should see some of the supermodels I hang with” He says cockily. “Their bikinis are scandalous”

I laugh and playing pushed his shoulder.

“You’re married!”

“Engaged” he raised his finger up suggestively.

“Same thing!” I said, bouncing on the bed.

“Ah, no it’s not.” He answers. “When you are engaged-” he begins with a coy smile. “-you still get to admire all the fine, sexy ass women in your vicinity.”

“Oh my gosh, Tony!” I almost cry with laughter.

Tony Stark was fun, funny, bright, blow-the-doors-down-smart, and really hot. But aside from all those high quality features there was something else about him that pulled me, drew me into him like a magnet.

At first glance we are nothing alike, I had long curly dark brownish gold hair while his were short, jet black and wavy. His features were hard and angular while mine were soft and curvy. He had a sturdy, lean built, while I was tall and skinny.

There were no similarities whatsoever.

Expect his eyes.

They looked so familiar…but I just couldn’t quite place it. The core center was brown, like mine, but the edges looked…sorta blue!?

I decide not to look too deeply into it.

“Knock knock” I hear.

I look to my door and see David and Sara walk in.

“OH MY GOOOOOD!” Sara shrieks from behind David.

She pushes him out of the way and runs towards us, her hands clasped infront of her as she practically drooled. “You’re TONY! Anthony Edward Stark!”

Tony explodes into his full, million dollar playboy smile.

It looked like she was having an aneurysm.

“Smooth, Sara, smooth” David taunts.

“Hey! When you meet Black Widow you tell me how smooth you’ll be” she barks, then turns back and ogles at Tony some more.

“Like the ocean waves” David says cockily, ruffling the hairs on his head. “Hey Vick”

He comes forward, bends down and hugs me, then pecks me on the cheek.

“Hey Dave” I reply with a smile.

I look over at Sara whom was still staring wide eyed at Tony. “Hello to you to Sara” I say sarcastically.

“Feliz Navidad” she waves back.

“She’s a goner” I chuckle back at David, getting up to stand next to him.

“Let her have her moment” he replies with a smile.

Tony was obviously relishing in the attention he was showered with. He smiled, posed for selfies, and he stood up to leave.

“Well I gotta be heading out now” he says.

“Whyyyyyyyyyyyy” Sara mourned.

“Well I originally came because Reed needed my help, but I get the feeling that the moment is gone”

“Victoria! Bring the moment back!” Sara spit in my face.

I push her face away and she tips back and falls, David uproars with laughter as he points at her on the ground.

“Hey Vick?” Tony says.

“Yes?”

“You know I was serious.” he says.

“About?” I raise a brow up at him

“I’d still be willing to show you a night on the town sometime, hang out?” his goatee wiggles in a grin. “You in?”

“What!?” Sara cries defiantly.

David doubles over laughing.

“Uhm. Sure.” I smile. “I’m in.”

“Traitor!” Sara yells.

“See ya later then” his armor comes flying into the room and attaches to his body in deafening clangs of metal. His head piece slides into places and the face slams shut, the eye slits glow bright blue. “Stay Frosty”

And he blast out the room.

All three friends in the room looked at the trail of smoke he left with eyes wide and mouths hung open.

“Awesome…” I whisper.

“Now that was seriously cool” David breathes.

We hear Sara muffled mock cries.

David’s heads whips towards me, eyes alight and an evil grin in place. “Where’s your boyfriend?”

“Excuse me?” I say sassily.

“Flame boy, I don’t think he’ll be happy with you cheating on him with Iron Man.” I punch his teeth. He laughs and barely manages to deflect the blow, grabbing at my arm forcefully.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” Sara chats, pumping her arms.

“Hey Sara” I call, “Tony wants to hang out with me.” I stick my tongue out at her.

Her face sags and her lower lip wiggles.

“HIS GOOOOOO-HO-HOOOONE!” Sara wails.

I lift up a pillow and smack it at her as she tries to get up, it knocks her back down and I smack my elbow like a pro wrestler and jump down on both it and her.

“Oof!”

My elbow connects to her stomach through the pillow.

“Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!” David chants as he stands over us.

We roll over to him, both of us grab a leg of his pants and drag him down into the pile.

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Sorry guy!

I so wanted it to be longer but I figure this would be better than nothing and would hold you guys alittle bit longer.

I made a promise to a reader and I always prefer to keep my promises, so give thanks to @LoyalHorse I promised I’d add one more chapter before the weekend was up. So…horray for me! Infact, I’m in such a good mood about the unbelievable turn out of comments in the last chapter that she gets a dedication! So LoyalHorse thank everyone back!

Also finally, if you haven’t done so check out the cast, I’ve made some changes to some characters I think you’ll like. Also I’m having a hard time casting Sara, who do you think looks pretty and evil but will also love you to death?

Plus I’m thinking of re-casting Susan, maybe to Caroline from 2 broke girls? Hmm…now I’m thinking of putting Max as Natashia :) XD

Anyway, let me know what you think.

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~It’s Ya Gal Vicky<3