You had been living in Sokovia for years now, you despite its problems adored it, it was home after all no matter what, that's why when Ultron and his army attacked you felt absolutely hopeless, your home was being ripped to shreds right before you.

Even whilst you could hear the shots of gunfire from outside your home, part of you didn't want to leave, you couldnt bring yourself to until of course the Avengers arrived and a glimmer of hope shone within you, small but it was still there.

And so you finally left, finding yourself in a group of other survivors, trying your best to get out of the city. It felt like forever you were running and soon you began to fall behind until eventually you couldnt even run anymore, and you gave up.

That was until in a streak of blue you felt yourself being picked up and whisked away by ehat felt like the speed of light, for a moment you caught your saviours face, he was beautiful, silver hair, striking blue eyes, a charming smile but it was short lived and you found yourself back at the group, no longer in your guardian angels arms.

Eventually you all escaped and you went to check your phone only for it to open on a photo, a photo of the same man that saved you, the words 'call me!' Along with his phone number written over the image.

Despite the Avengers winning you were practically terrified to return to Sokovia, not even wanting to see the damage down to your home and so you contacted your family in America and moved in with them for a while but each night you found yourself wanting to pick up the phone and call your 'saviours' number, his face practically haunted you each night.

And so one day you did it, it was late at night, the rest of your family had gone to sleep long ago leaving you alone in your room, the only sound the vibrating of your phone as you awaited his answer. Your heart felt like it was going to burst in your chest, what if this was some kind of joke? Or what if he had changed his number since? It had been a good two months after all.

Admist your thoughts however you were snapped out of it when you heard a "hello?" Come through the phone, a thick Sokovian accent filling the silence. Of course you introduced yourself explaining what ahd happened and he was quite shocked you had called him back after this long but he was happy nonetheless, introducing himself to you as Pietro Maximoff.

From that phone call you learnt two things, one that he and his twin sister Wanda were the two newest members of the Avengers and two that he was currently staying at The Avengers base in New York, a short drive from where you were. And so it was a date.

The next night you found yourself standing by the Avengers tower, nervous out of your mind that he wouldn't show up, you had been so lost in your thoughts you hadn't noticed a streak of blue flash across your vision.

"Boo." You heard from behind you, your body jumping up as your head span around only to see Pietro standing behind you with a sly smile but also a look that you couldnt describe, almsot as if he was yearning?

"You came..." He almost sounded shocked as if he had been going through the same worries as you, he let out a soft laugh, running a hand through his silver hair, unable to keep the smile off his face.