We Owe the Night

A/N - This is my first ever Iron Man fanfic. I got the idea for it when I was listening to Scouting For Girls this afternoon. The song I based it on was This Aint A Love Song. I'm debating whether or not to make it a one-shot, or whether I should carry on with it afterwards. I hope you enjoy reading it. And expect a lot more fanfic's from me in the next 6 weeks.

Chapter 1

Every night I remember that evening
The way you looked when you said you were leaving
The way you cried as you turned to walk away

She'd been avoiding him for days. She'd called in sick every day, leaving a message for Jarvis so she didn't have to hear his voice. He was worrying about her, the way she always used to worry about him. He knew why she wasn't coming in. He remembered the night clearly. She told him she was resigning, that she couldn't cope with the stress he was putting on her. She'd had the job for a week, but that didn't make any difference to her. The only thing that was running through her mind at that moment was the thought of getting out of there. Getting away from him. And the only thought that was running through his mind was this is my last chance. He had to tell her. He had to let her know how he felt about her. About them. And so, ignoring everything she was saying at that moment, he did it. He showed her how he felt. And she couldn't have reacted worse. She cried. Tears were streaming down her face as he stood in shock, staring at her with his mouth slightly agape, his eyes wide and filled with fear. The last thing he remembered was her running from him, and he didn't even bother following her.

And now, there he was, sitting outside her house in his car, debating whether he should go in or not. He didn't want to make things any worse than they already were, but what if avoiding the matter did just that. He couldn't stand the thought of never seeing her again. She really was all he had. He couldn't lose her. Not like this. They'd been through so much together, and not once did he regret hiring her. He remembered her first day as if it was just yesterday. It may have been one of the best days of his life.

...

"Mr Stark," She started, walking into his office, looking down at the stack of papers in her hands. "I need you to-"

"Who are you?" He asked, interrupting her and frowning. She gave him a 'are you kidding me?' look. When she realised he was being serious, she sighed.

"Virginia Potts, sir." He looked at her as if he needed more than just a name.

"You're new personal assistant." She continued. A wave of realisation flooded across his face as he remembered the young red head he'd interviewed the day before.

"Of course you are." He smiled.

"As I was saying, I need you to-"

"Pepper." He said, interrupting her once again. She sighed in frustration.

"What?" She replied.

"Pepper. Your new name's Pepper." She looked at him with disbelief as he continued. "It's easier to remember."

"And how on earth did you come up with this 'new name'?" She replied, slightly agitated. He stood up from his chair and walked to stand in front of her, looking into her eyes.

"Because of the adorable freckles peppered across your face." He smiled as she blushed, looking down at her feet. He tipped her chin up so she was looking at him.

"It will be a pleasure working with you, Pepper."

...

He smiled at the memory and, before he had a chance to stop himself, he climbed out of the car and walked across the road to her house, hesitating before knocking lightly on the door. He smiled as he heard the pitter patter of feet walking across the hardwood floor. She slowly opened the door, swallowing slightly as she saw him standing on the other side.
"What are you doing here?" She asked with a sigh. He bit his lip and looked at her with hurt in his eyes. He didn't care what it took; he was going to make this right.

A/N - What do you think? Should I carry on, or should I leave it there? Please review.

-Leanne xx