Song: Adele - Chasing Pavements.

Imagine; Sharon cancels with Steve last minute and he asks you, but then when he asks you and you get all ready, she suddenly shows up.

Your dress:

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'You've got to be kidding me!' Steve angrily sits down on the couch next to you making you fly up and land in the same seat with your eyes popping out of your sockets.

You slowly turn your head and he glances at you.

'Is something wrong Steven?' You ask sarcastically.

'Sorry I'm just... in just a little irritated...' he sighs.

'A little?' You grin.

'Well you know Tony's party tonight?, the New Year party?' He asks and you nod while taking a sip of your tea.

'Yeah the one I'm not attending?, yeah I've heard of it...' you chuckle.

'Well Sharon was gonna go with me but she just called saying that something came up last minute...and I had everything planned out...'

'That's a bummer...' you pout.

It gets silent until Steve starts making a face that makes goosebumps rise all over your skin. This is the face he makes when he's either about to do something really stupid or reckless or when he has a bad idea.

'No, nononono, no!, bad Steve!, no!' You swat him when he gives you the puppy dog eyes.

'Please!, c'mon!, I don't wanna be lonely!, please!, please!, Just tonight I swear!'

You stop swatting him and you consider the offer, you did have a huge crush and being in so close proximity to him didn't bother you at all. Hell, maybe you'd even get a chance to tell him how you feel.

'Ugh fine!' You smile at him and he jumps up.

'Thank you!, Thank you!' He jumps up and pulls you up with him,

He lifts you up and danced around with you, you never knew something like this would make him that excited.

You clear your throat and he lets go off you. He kisses your cheek before he runs off to go and get ready or something like that, leaving you wildly blushing.

You couldn't wait, you really couldn't. Maybe tonight would be the right time to finally tell him.

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A low whistle makes it out of Sams mouth when you walk up to them.

They have never seen you so dressed up and sexy before, a white silk dress, beautiful curls and soft, natural, makeup and of course beautiful heels to top it all off.

'Who convinced you to go y/n?, I heard you don't really like parties...'

'Yeah well... I'll always help a friend in need, even though my last party ended in disaster, I've got you guys now!' You chuckle. 'My first New Year's Eve with you guys...'

'We're more than happy to have you y/n...but who did you come with then?' Bucky asks and you furrow your brow at him.

'Didn't Steve tell you we would go together?' You ask and you see his face immediately change into a worrier look.

Everyone knows how you feel about him, it's no big secret to them, never was, so when you say that, Bucky immediately feels guilty for asking; and you're about to find out why really soon.

'Buck, what's wrong?' You ask confused.

Then you notice he's looking past you. You follow his gaze and turn around, your face hardening when you see Steve entering with the blonde named Sharon. You have nothing against her but this it just unfair.

'Hey guys!, hey y/n!' He smiles and you try to smile back at him.

'Sharon got off early today and she was able to make it at last!, isn't that great?' He asks and you nod.

'Yeah that's...great...excuse me...' you smile at him before you make your way to the exit.

'Where is she going?' Steve asks concerned as he watches you leave.

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'Happy new year y/n...another year another heartbreak...' you sigh to yourself as you blow out the smoke from your freshly lit cigarette.

It's a nasty habit you developed when you were younger, it's like biting nails, that is if that could actually kill you. You're just trying to speed things up.

A tear slips down your cheek and you hastily wipe it away, just trying to focus on the fireworks above you.

This was supposed to be your first New Years Eve without drama, without the emotional pain you've carried around for years, but you now know that you should never expect that again.

'Those are bad for you, you know that right?' Steve's voice fills the cold air of the night as he steps foot into the balcony.

'So are you..' you mutter under your breath, he won't be able to hear it but you couldn't keep it.

'What's going on?' He asks standing next to you leaning down so he can place his arms on the metal bar.

'Oh I don't know, maybe that you asked me to come to that stupid party, only for me to find out that Sharon was able to make it and that I dressed up for nothing...' you snarl and he is taken aback by your sudden outburst.

'Are you...are you jealous?' He asks.

'Of what exactly?, no I'm not jealous...but you know I hate parties and the reason why and still I agreed to go with you... only to find out at said party, that none of this...' you gesture your clothes. 'Was unnecessary...'

'I didn't know that she was gonna make it okay?, else I wouldn't have asked you...'

'Oh now that makes it so much better...'

'What exactly do you want me to say y/n?'

'Maybe that you're sorry!, maybe you need to think about what your actions might cause...maybe you need to think for one goddamn second!'

'Y/n...' he sighs but you interrupt him.

'Oh for god sakes Steve just fuck off...you know that was supposed to be a good New Year's Eve, one I haven't had in years...'

'I didn't force you to go!' He protests.

'You know I can't say no to you!' You yell back and he stops talking. You're right.

He knows you've got a soft spot for him and that you find it incredibly hard to say no to him. But he still didn't force you to go.

'Look y/n I'm really sorry...'

'No Steve, I'm sorry...  I'm sorry for thinking that this was actually going to be the best night of my life... because spending an evening would've been the best thing to happen to me... and I'm sorry that it's so hard for you to understand...'

'Then why didn't you just say so just now?'

'I didn't want to ruin your night...one ruined night is already enough.....just go...'

'No...' he comments and you sigh.

'Go Steve I'm not kidding just...I need my space...'

'No y/n I'm not-'

'FOR FUCK SAKES JUST FUCKING GO!' You yell and it startles him a bit hearing this from you.

You did yell at him sometimes but never with this tone, and he has to admit that this tone scares him shitless. He clearly doesn't understand what pain he inflicted in you, and right now you're doing all you can not to go over there and rip his lungs out.

You made a promise to yourself that day,

From now on you would always stay on your own, no attachments, they always hurt in the end.