Seven

                                    

                                          
AVENGERS TOWER (Steve's POV)
                          
I walked into the tower with Bucky after the interesting interaction we had at the Café. I saw Tony and Sam sitting on the couch watching television. We walked into the common room and sat down on one of the couches. Sam and Tony were watching some weird crime show that I was not interested in. I heard someone walk in and turned to see Wanda, she looked at me and the spoke.
                          
"What's wrong?"
                          
"What do you mean? Nothings wrong."

                          
"You may be able to lie to other people but surely you're smart enough to know I can see past that." Before I could answer, Bucky spoke up.
                          
"He feels bad. Tell her." I sighed and then began to explain the situation.
                          
"We went to a café and (Y/N) was there, she was sitting with a friend and as soon as we got there she left."
                          
"She wasn't just 'sitting with a friend'. She was on a date." He said matter of factly. I looked at him.
                          
"What makes you think it was a date?"
                          
"Um, because I'm not blind. I saw them laughing and smiling at each other before we even walked in." 
                          
Damn.
                          
"Well, I guess that just makes it worse."
                          
"Yeah, it makes it a lot worse." I can see Tony smirking out of the corner of my eye.
                          
"Shut, up Tony."
                          
"I didn't say anything!" I glared at him and he held his hands up in defense.
                          
(Y/N)'S HOUSE ( (Y/N)'S POV)
                          
I walked into my house and sat on the floor. I just sat there for a few minutes, taking it all in. I went on my first date and it was a success. I was pleasantly surprised, I was half expecting it to go horribly wrong. Like most things in my life.
                          
After I got my emotions in check, it was about 8:30 pm so I made my way to the kitchen for a snack. There was a box of pasta(no sauce), an apple that looked like it had leprosy, and a single piece of bread. Great. 
                          
I called Peter and asked him to bring me some food and about twenty minutes later, he was on my doorstep. I let him in and we sat on the floor to eat.
                          
"So, do you know Ophelia? She goes to school with you."
                          
"Yeah, we've met. Why?"
                          
"Well, I work with her and we kinda went on a date today." He looked at me with a look that I couldn't quite read. Before I could say something else, he leapt over to me and engulfed me in a hug.
                          
"Yay! I'm so happy for you!!!"
                          
I finally freed myself from his hold so I could continue talking.
                          
"But there's more, we went to this cute café and right when we were about to leave in walked Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. I'm convinced that I'm cursed. So I had to explain everything to her which included how I have superpowers. When I finished explaining everything, she wasn't saying anything so I started rambling-and you know how I get when I ramble-so to shut me up, she, uh, she kissed me." I look up at Peter, we were both smiling like idiots and we hugged again.
                          
After we finished eating, Peter left and I cleaned everything up. I walked into my bedroom and sat down on the edge of my bed. I looked at my arms and pulled the sleeves up, revealing numerous small and precise scars going up and down my arms. They reminded me of not to long ago when life was simpler. I would go to the library and do work for my online college classes, come home, get beaten, go upstairs, cut myself and cry. Now, for the first time in a while, I was happy to be alive. I had more than one person that I cared about and life seemed...
                          
Worth it.