TTony's P.O.V:
Three days had passed and all there was between Emily and I was nonstop texting. It had been the most wonderful three days of my life. Although, I don't get my beauty sleep because of it. Today… Brucie dear woke me up by slamming books on my desk. I glared
at the laughing man and grabbed the cup of coffee he had on hand. "You look awful Tony…" Bruce said. "I gotta meet this girl if she keeps the great Tony Stark up all night."
"Her shifts end at midnight so that's the only time I can talk to her." I yawn. "Besides, on our 'date," I made her cry all the freaking time."
"For what I see she didn't seem to care, she has been texting you till sunrise," Bruce admitted.
"I don't know, maybe she has this horrible past and can't solve her issues."
"Gee, I wonder why that sounds familiar?" I hate it when Bruce was right. I shared how I felt, he just didn't listen.
"Maybe you should meet her... Maybe not, we don't want her to freak out if the Greeny appears."
"Why would he appear? It's not like there's anything she could do to provoke it, or so I hope."
"I just want to take precautions, you didn't see her face when the paparazzi appeared."
"The paparazzi found you?"
"Yeah, thanks to the cashier posting my whereabouts online…" I scratch the back of my head. "She was shaking and she even froze in the spot."
"Who wouldn't? By what you've told me she doesn't seem like the girl that likes much exposure, or any exposure at all."
"I just feel she's hiding something..."
"You just met her."
"I know, but I have this gut feeling something is wrong."
"Give her time, you'll eventually find out."
He grinned and agrees on having lunch outside of the tower. He left the lab and let me finish the rest of the suit before the lunch rush hour began.
Emily's P.O.V:
I was dosing off while I waited for Billy to cook my orders. I was barely paying attention to what my customers were saying, worst of all I dropped more than 5 glasses in four hours. Billy pulled me out before the manager noticed how sloppy I was being.
I sat down in a corner of a kitchen; he saw how tired I was. "How long have you been awake?" He was serious, his fatherly side was showing off.
"Two days," I yawn. "But I'm fine, besides after rush hour I can leave to have his permission."
He sighed. I could feel the disappointmentBill had, I knew he didn't want me to be spending my nights talking to someone I had barely met. "Ems, I don't think you should be with a guy such as Tony Stark." He sighed. "He's known to be a brilliant
guy, yes, but he is also known for being a playboy and I don't want to see you heartbroken if he ever dumps you."
"I know you don't, but you gotta understand I gotta live my life." I smile, "I have to stop being afraid of what might happen…" I start to remember how easy my life was six years ago, how safe I felt being near my parents… "Anyways, I've been working
here none stop for almost two years and I'm still waiting for the okay on the vacation."
Billy sighed again, he knew I wasn't giving up. He continued cooking as I waited for my next shift. "Go ahead and sleep in the corner, I'll wake you up when rush hour begins." I nodded and jumped at the opportunity of sleeping. It felt wonderful, I didn't
have a nightmare. I just knew I was happy, and with a family. I saw Billy and his wife, and my parents, but there were three people who were blurry… I hear the call of my name, it sounded desperate and angry. I flutter my eyes open to see the manager
yelling at me wanting me to start working. Billy yelled at him back telling him I needed a break, but he didn't listen. I got up and rushed to take my clients' orders when I saw Tony sitting in the same table like last time but with what I think it's
his friend. "Welcome back, Mr. Philanthropist. Would you like to hear our lunch specials or do you want the chef to surprise you?" I joked.
He caught the joke since he laughed. "Why don't I let the chef surprise me… Kid, this is Bruce, he's my superhero partner and friend."
"Howdy!" I said. He smiled but didn't say a word.
"Are you from the south?" Tony said.
"No, I'm from the north, I just love that word." I look back and see the other waitresses and manager glaring at me. "You need to give me your order before I get in trouble…"
Tony looks back at the manager and sees him glaring at me. "The offer of talking to him is still on the table."
I shook my head. "I don't need a man to fight my battles… What would you like to order Mr. Bruce."
"I would like a cheeseburger with fries and a cola." He was still smiling.
I smile back and went to the kitchen. "Billy, Tony wants you to surprise him and his friend wants a cheeseburger and fries," He yelled he was on it and I went to get their refreshments in the back. When I was on my way to the table, a group of waitresses
stopped me. They seemed to be jealous about me spending time with Tony. "Why don't you give us that table so you can attend ours? It will only be till dearest Tony leaves."
"It's Mr. Stark to you and no, I'm not exchanging your orders with mine. I'm already working double as we speak!" I snarled.
The leader of the group pulled my hair, and another two poured the cola on me. "Listen, little girl, we are the boss of you and you have to do what we tell you to do, got it?" Her face was inches closer to mine. I could feel her angry breath on my face
as I spit her in response. "Why you little bitch!" She kicked my stomach and kicked it once more until I heard Billy say order up. The waitresses continued with their work. The manager scolded me as I try to get up. He shook me up and pushed me to
continue working. My legs and arms are trembling, and I knew I could barely hold their beverages. "Teddy Bear…"
He rushed towards me knowing that's a code word for help. I didn't know I was crying. "What happened and why are you soaked in soda?"
"It was nothing, but I can't carry the food… Hell, I can barely carry their drinks." I saw him sigh and he joined me to Tony's table.
