Toy Running Shoe Part 2

                                    

                                          
Authors Note ~ Hey guys, so I was reading the comments and everyone was very sad about the last chapter so I decided to make a part two so you guys can have a happier ending.
                          
Pietro POV
                          
I gasp awake, memories of my past flooding my brain all at once. I quickly stumble out of my bed. I walk down the hall towards Y/n's room. I knock on the door once, nothing. I knock again a little harder. I hear a thud and a string of profanities. The door opens showing a very disheveled Y/n. I chuckle lightly. 
                          
"Pietro? What uh, what's wrong?" She asks still disoriented. 
                          
"Can't sleep," She frowns before walking back over to her bed and patting the space beside her. I close the door before hopping onto her bed. She lays on her side facing me.
                          
"So what's really wrong?" She asks. 
                          
"I already told you Y/n," I look over at her to see an unimpressed look on her face. I sigh. "Alright, the memories, all of them, they've been flooding back," 
                          
"That's normal. After what happened your memories could come back slow or fast. I can slow them down, so you can get a better look at them," She offers. I nod. She sits up. I follow her lead. She goes to put her hands on my head but hesitates. "I'll be able to see your memories as well," I take her hands in mine.
                          
"I don't mind," She smiles, she places her hands on my head. I close my eyes. 
                          
"Pietro stop being such a stick in the mud," A voice giggles. 
                          
"I'm not," I grumble. Two hands cup my face and lift it up. My eyes meet with Y'n's. 

                          
"Now you're pouting," She chuckles before placing her lips on mine. The memory changes. Y/n is standing with her back facing me. "Pietro when can I turn around?" She asks.
                          
"Right now," She turns and her eyes immediately well up with tears. I open a small red box with a beautiful diamond ring in it. "Will you m-" 
                          
The memory stops and I look at Y/n she immediately bolts out of the room and into the elevator. I go to run after her but the elevator door closes.
                          
Y/n POV
                          
"Shit, shit, shit," I mutter as the elevator heads to Nat and Wanda's floor. I bolt into Nat's room after I knock on Wanda's door. Wanda groggily walks into the room. I peak my head out and see Pietro coming up the stairs. I quickly shut the door and lock it. "Shit, shit, shit," I pace in front of Nats bed. 
                          
"What's wrong?" She asks with a yawn. 
                          
"He remembers. He remembers the engagement," Nat shouts up in bed.
                          
"How?" Wanda asks, now fully awake.
                          
"He came to my room, complaining about the fact that the memories were interrupting his sleep," I explain. "I helped slow them down and it was just us simply kissing and whatever until the engagement memory appeared and I panicked and ran up here. 
                          
"Y/n open the door," Pietro pleads from outside. 
                          
"Um we're a little busy," I respond. 
                          
"Please Y/n/n," You freeze as your heart swells at the sound of the nickname he'd given you years ago. Nat and Wanda look at me and wait for me to decide what I'm going to do.  "What should I do?" I whisper.
                          
"Do what you think is best," Wanda instructs.
                          
"But what if," I pause and take a deep breath. "What if he remembers everything but changes his mind about how he feels about me?"
                          
"Y/n you both were married for a year and dated three years prior," Nat tries to reason.
                          
"But what if he changed his mind?" 
                          
"Well, then go find out and if he did we'll go get McDonalds and eat ice cream, ok?" Wanda asks. I nod.  I slowly open the door to see a very worried Pietro. I step out of the room and close the door behind me.
                          
"We need to talk," I nod and follow him back to my room. The elevator ride was awkward as hell not gonna lie. I plop down on my bed and he does the same. 
                          
"I honestly don't know where to start," I sigh while rubbing my temples. The stress giving me a headache.
                          
"How did I lose all my memories of you?"
                          
"Um, well, I used my ability to first take all the bullets out of you and then I had to restart your brain activity after I'd healed you. The side effect of bringing someone back to life with my powers, is that they lose the memory of the most important or most loved person in their life," I explain. "For you that person happened to be me. You still knew who I was and just knew that I've been around but you don't remember when we met, it's really complicated. Thus why my father told me not to do this but I couldn't let you die, I just, I couldn't,"
                          
"So the whole time, you've known what we were and still let me believe we were just friends. I don't understand why you would do that. For over a year you've been hurting and I've been clueless. Why would you do that to yourself, why didn't you just tell me we were married?"
                          
I look at him with sad eyes. My hand caresses his cheek softly. "Because you can't tell someone that they love you," I sighed. He took my hand off his face a held it. 
                          
"Do you still have it?" He asks. I look at him confused for a moment before realizing what he was talking about. I get up from my bed and open the jewelry box on my dresser. I take out the ring and hand it to him before sitting back down. 
                          
"I keep it with me during the day but at night I put it back in the jewelry box," I watch as he looks at it, a small smile ghosting his lips. He then looks at me with an even bigger smile.
                          
"What?" I ask. I don't see anything to smile about.
                          
"I just realized you're not Y/n Y/l/n, you're actually Y/n Maximoff," He smiles. 
                          
"Was Y/n Maximoff. Pietro just because you know all this doesn't mean you have to force yourself to be with me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I knew-" My rambling was cut off as soft lips met mine. My hands instantly tangled themselves in his hair. This kiss is filled with multiple emotions, all flooding into this blissful kiss. We pull apart, both panting heavily. 
                          
"I love you and not just cause I got my memory back. I couldn't see me wanting to spend the rest of my life with anyone else," He kisses my forehead before pulling me into a hug. "I love you Y/n/n, and I hope you are willing to give me a chance," He mumbles into my hair. 
                          
"Of course I'm willing to give you another chance my love. You don't understand how good it feels to be able to call you that again," I mutter into his shoulder. I feel cold metal slip around my ring finger. I can't help but smile. I wrap my arms around his torso and we just sit like that.
                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          
Nats POV
                          
"So they've clearly made up but I'm wide awake," I mumble.
                          
"Same," Wanda replies. I sit up and look at her.
                          
"You still wanna get McDonalds and complain about our love lives?"
                          
"You read my mind and that's my job," We both chuckle before getting up.
                          


                          
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Hey guys so sorry for not updating. Online class is whooping my ass but I'm gonna try to write and post more. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also comment if you want me make longer parts.