I don't want to grow up - Tony Stark

                                    

                                          
You're Tony's daughter in this.
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You were laying in your bed, staring at the ceiling. You should be sleeping, you knew it. But you couldn't. You just couldn't stop thinking. Why was your life getting harder? Was the life of everyone jetting harder or just yours? Why couldn't you just stay little? Why couldn't life just stay as easy as it was as you were younger?
Thoughts of your childhood were cruising through your mind. Like the time you met your best friend. She was sitting all alone in kindergarten so you decided to go to her. You didn't had any friends at that point anyway, so why jot make some? You gave her some of your lunch after she told you that she didn't had any. You two talked for the rest of the day and the next day and the day after that. Till today. She moved. From New York all the way to California. And making new friends? Nope. Not with your social anxiety.
Or as you had your one day relationship in kindergarten. It was short, but fun. Now? Now you're too busy studying to even talk with a boy about anything that wasn't school related.
You were so busy thinking about your childhood that you only noticed that your father as he sat down next to you on your bed.
"You should be sleeping, kid." He said in sarcastically stern way. You sighed and nodded "I know."
"Okay, I know that sigh. What's going on? What are you thinking about, pumpkin?" Tony asked, running his fingers through your hair, gently combing it even though he mostly just messed it up.
"Just thinking about my childhood. I mean, I know I'm pretty much still in it, but I don't feel like it."
Tony sighed. Sighing was probably a thing in your family. "You know, kiddo, you are in the phase between being a child and being an adult. That's pretty hard itself. But with puberty hitting, it's even worse. It's confusing, I know. But you're handling it pretty well. As I was in this phase I started drinking and going out with too many girls. You're drowning yourself I'm work. It isn't perfect either, but better than me."
"I just feel like I don't have a purpose. I don't know what to do with myself." you answered honestly. You needed this. Talking with someone who has been through it. So you were more than thankful for him being here right now. "I don't want to grow up..." you mumbled, sadness and fear filling every single corner of your mind. Many 'What if's' filled your mind.
Tony sighed again. "I know you don't. No one really does. Maybe children because they think it will be easier. In some ways it maybe even is. I mean, I can do whatever I want. No need to ask my parents. But it's still not really nice. So many responsibilities, right?"
You nodded "I don't know if I can do it. I don't have that much responsibility right now and I can't even do it. How will it be when I'm older? When I have more to take care of?"
Tony smiled softly "I know you can do it, kiddo. But I'm  going to be there with you every step of the way, anyway. I'm always there" he mumbled, hugging you tightly.
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