Disclaimer: I don't own any characters.
This is my first Ironman fanfiction. The story is about how Tony and Pepper deal with the consequences of a drunken night.
Pepper's POV
I woke up with a pounding headache. One drink, just one drink. Great thinking, Potts! You really know how to handle your alcohol.
My senses were finally becoming less hazy. I pulled at my blue sheets. Wait. Since when were my sheets maroon? And why am I . . . oh God no! Why am I naked in Tony's bedroom?! I heard a low groan from under the covers. Quick, Pepper. Leave now before he wakes up and kicks you out himself.
I tried to get out of the large king-size bed as quietly as possible. I searched around the room for my things. I found that each article of clothing that belonged to me was draped over a certain furniture. The room looked liked a tornado had gone through. What the hell happened last night?! I retrieved my dress that was wrinkled on his desk, and I got my jacket that was covering his nightstand. After I put on my heels, I headed for the door. I took one last look at the bedroom that I was standing in, and I knew that I would never look at it the same way again.
In that moment, I realized something. I wasn't Tony's friend anymore. I was just another one of his conquest. I was just another name in his book filled of one night stands. I was just another treat that he had finally had. I was just another and that's all I was.
Tears quickly formed in my eyelids, and I knew that I had to leave his house now. I ran straight for my car that was sitting on the sidewalk right in front. As soon as I closed the car door, I unleashed all the tears in my eyes. How could you be so stupid? I banged on the steering wheel and put my head down against it. I need to get out of here.
I drove as quickly as I could and headed to my apartment. Once I got to my building, I dashed for my room and got on the bed. I cried my eyes out until I had no more tears left. After about two hours of unleashing my pain out, my crying finally died down and turned into sobbing. I got up from my bed and headed towards the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my Look at yourself, Pepper. I became even sadder thinking of the nickname that he gave me. Ok, this has to stop. You are Virginia Potts. Pull yourself together. And with that mental encouragement, I realized that I had to push this little incident past me.
The rest of the night. I drowned myself into paperwork that I had for Stark Industries. I had three calls from Tony. Each one, I had ignored. It was too soon to talk to him. What if he remembers? What if he doesn't? Does he even want to remember? Probably not. He's going to never speak to me again. Anyways, I wasn't prepared to deal with the aftermath. I just knew that I had to get through today. Tomorrow. That would be a different challenge. But I'll cross that bridge when I get there. Hopefully, I don't die first.
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