Part 3

Part 3

(You and Bucky had finally made it to Peppers dance club in Brooklyn, New York. The place was packed. There was long lines of people who was anxious to get in. But you didn’t have to worry. Bucky had some connections since he was in the Army.)

( Pepper’s was like a dream. As you and Bucky enter Peppers, a waiter seated you and Bucky in a booth by the bar. You take a look at the people on the dance floor. They were happy. Like they didn’t have a care in the world. With all the stuff going in the 1940′s such as War world 2, Racism etc, It was great being place where everyone was welcomed and happy. You couldn’t help but to smile.)

(Y/n): I can’t believe that we are finally here at Peppers. It’s like being in a dream. ( You were in awe.)

(Bucky looked at you with a small smile)

Bucky: It is, isn’t it? ( He too takes a look at the people and the scenery of Peppers.)

(Y/n): (Looking at the band now) Is that Duke Ellington with his band up on stage? ( you were a little starstruck)

Bucky:( Turning in the same direction as you) yes it is. (Turning back to you, with a slightly bigger smile)

( Duke Ellington and his band start to play, ”It don’t mean a thing”)

(Y/n): I love this song.

Bucky: ( standing up from the booth that you was seated at, offers you his hand)  Dance with me, (Y/n).

(You nodded and he pulled you from the booth and you followed him onto the dance floor with the crowd of people . Bucky pulls you close to him. He wrapped one arm around your waist and brought his other hand to yours.)

Bucky: Just watch me, okay.

(You thought it was sweet that he tries to teach you swing/ jive dancing. When you knew it all along. As the beat of the music picks up, the dancing starts to pick up. Bucky starts tripping up and you couldn’t help but laugh.)

(Y/n):  Having trouble? ( you yell  enough for Bucky to hear you)

Bucky: Just a little ( notices that you know how to dance) wait! you know how to dance?

(Y/n): My dad has been teaching me ever since I was a little girl. ( You notice Bucky trying to keep up) Want me to teach you?

Bucky: ( looking at you, trying not to blush in embarrassment)  Would you teach me?

(Y/n): ( You smile at him) I’d be happy to. Just watch me, okay. (you say as he smiles at you)

(You began with a simple dance step and Bucky followed in your lead. He begins to keep up with you and the music. As the music keeps changing tempo, Bucky started understanding the dance. After all he had the best teacher to show him, You and Bucky were having a good old time dancing along with everyone else.) (As soon as the song ended, you and Bucky went back to your booth. Bucky couldn’t keep his eyes off of you)

Bucky: You are so beautiful, (y/n).

(You blush at his response)

(Y/n): I don’t this night to end.

Bucky:  It doesn’t have to end?

(You look at Bucky confused)

Bucky: (Taking your hands into his) I have been nuts for you ever since the first time I saw you at Olly’s. Will you make the luckiest guy in the world and be my girlfriend?

(You were shocked. Bucky had asked you to be his girlfriend. You wanted to say yes, but you knew he would be leaving for the war)

Bucky: (With hope field eyes) So what do you say?

(Y/n): I…. I  would to be your girlfriend  but I don’t know?

(His hopeful eyes had turned into confusion)

Bucky: Wha… What? I’m confused.

(Y/n): It’s not that I don’t to be with you, Bucky. in fact, I really like you. It’s just……..

Bucky: It’s just?

(Y/n):  In a week, you  and Steve are going to deploy over seas with other soldiers to fight  the second world war. And I don’t know if i will be able to see you.

Bucky: Is that what your worried about? Look, I promise that i would only be gone for a eight - nine months. And I promised that I will be alright.

(Y/N): How do you know that, Bucky? A lot can happen in the war.

Bucky: Yes that is true.

(Y/n):And sometimes, the people who survive the war don’t come back the same.

Bucky: ( Still holding on to your hands)  I promise when we win this war, I would come back to you the same as I left you, (Y/n). Just give me a chance to prove you wrong.

(Y/n):  let me think about it, okay

(You thought for a few minuets about Bucky’s offer. You had finally came to a decision)

(Y/n): Yes.

Bucky: Yes?

(Y/n): Yes, I would love to be your girlfriend.

(Bucky smiled before leaning over the table to kiss you

Bucky: I promise you that I will be the best boyfriend you ever had.

(Y/n): You better. ( You smiled back at him)

(Another band came on stage. They started to play a slow song.)

Bucky: You wanna get back on the dance floor? Or are you too tired?

(Y/n): Yeah, sure why not? I’m not too tired.

(Bucky standing up from the booth once more, offering you his hand again. You take it and follow him to  the dance floor. Bucky pulls you closer to him. He wrapped one arm around your waist and brought his other hand to yours. )

(Y/n): Thanks for making this a wonderful first date, Buck.

Bucky: If you think that this is wonderful, just wait till you see what i have planned for tomorrow.

(Y/n): You already have tomorrow date planned?

Bucky: (Looking into your eyes now) Like I said, I am nuts for you, (Y/n).

(You both laugh. Bucky kisses you once more. this time with a little more passion.)

The end.

“Where’s our constitutional rights?” - Brother of #SylvilleSmith shows his conceal carry gun permit. #Milwaukee

#Milwaukee #BlackLivesMatter 

#StayWoke

My time has come

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write the 50k fan-fictions, because of a lack of focus or motivation, or mental illness.

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write smut, but are still lumped into a group that is almost expected to write smut. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who can’t update chapters frequently for maybe a multitude of reasons, and get messages daily from people asking for “their” new chapter. 

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You all rock.

Another innocent African American shot by the police. When will the violence end???

Unarmed Black Man With Hands Up Shot By Police.

Charles Kinsey, 47, a behavior therapist from South Florida was shot in the leg three times by the police in North Miami while laying on the ground with his arms up and trying to help his patient with autism who had run away from a group home.

It all started when someone called 911 and said there was a man walking around with a gun. However it was Kinsey’s patient who was sitting on the ground cross-legged, playing with a toy truck.

Charles got shot by police despite telling them he was only trying to help his patient.

The police shot him, handcuffed him and left him on ground bleeding.

North Miami police have not released much information at all. They haven’t released the officer’s name, they haven’t given us an update on the investigation. However, they did say that the state attorney is now a part of this investigation.

#CharlesKinsey   #BlackLivesMatter 

#StopPoliceBrutality   #NorthMiamiPoliceDepartment

Happy Birthday Chris Hemsworth // August 11, 1983.

For me, life is about experience and being a good person.