Spider Woman Part 7

Spider Woman Part 7

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Part 6

Sorry about not posting last week! This week is a double though!

Word Count: 1784

8 times. So far 8 times. 8 fucking times had Niall managed to get a hole in one at this damn mini-golf game. You had always liked mini-golf. Thought it was cute how literally everything was miniature. From the sets on the course to the golf club. You loved mini-golf, but you definitely weren’t very good at it.

“Ok so like when I suggested we go mini-golfing I literally just wanted an excuse for you to wrap your arms around me all cliche like.” You confessed as you go on your 9th try to get the ball in the hole. Niall smiles at you from the end of the course, leaning on his club like he had been for the last 10 minutes.

“Well love, I can do that but you’re simply too cute when you’re strugglin.” He laughs and you rolled your eyes.

“Oh just come here and help me!” You huff and he smiles as he sets his club down and comes over to help you.

He came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and clasping the club over your hands. You could feel him take a deep breath in through his chest, the warmth of his skin seeping through your lilac sweater. You could feel his thighs pressing into your bum, he was surprisingly a lot taller than you had expected so you were tiny in comparison to him. You were also suddenly very conscious of your feet, careful that your black boots didn’t step on his blue suede vans. You were also very conscious of how hot your body was. Were you just sweaty? You didn’t think so, but what did he think? You are used to the cold New England weather, not this constant heat that clouded over California. So did you really know if you were too sweaty? No, you could only hope that maybe Niall couldn’t tell.

“Alright, so it’s a slight hill right?” He whispered in your ear, his hot breath fanning over the side of your face and you couldn’t help but feel the shiver run down your spine. “So there’s this little technique I used to use when there is a little hill, you have to put a little more pressure on but not too much cause you don’t want to go over. You’ve been hitting it too hard and it’s just been rolling over the hill.” He explained and you nodded pretending to understand what he was saying when in reality all you could think was big hands big hands on yours big hands.

“Either that or not hitting it hard enough and it rolls back to me.” You said and he little out a little breathy chuckle, letting his chin rest on your shoulder. Oh fuck.

He pulled your arms back and hit the ball in what seemed to be the same way you had been doing all along, but clearly he had some kind of magic touch as the ball smoothly went over the hill and into the hole.

“Ok what the fuck?” You yelled, stepping away from Niall and throwing your free hand that wasn’t holding the club into the air. “I swear that’s what I was doing!” You said and he laughed.

“You just hadn’t found the happy medium.” He said stepping up to you and lightly pressing his hand to your back to lead you to the next course.

“You mean there’s a fucking Goldy Locks to fucking mini-golf?” You joked and he laughs while nodding.

“Interesting way to put it but yeah.” He said and you rolled your eyes.

You continue to go through the 18 hole course, Niall obviously winning when it came the end. When the went back to turn in their clubs and balls he also won a free round for you two for going through the whole course getting only a hole-in-one.

“Next time, you’re letting me win. Date 101 Niall, let her win.” You joked and Niall laughed as he threw his arm around you, opening up the door for the both of you.

“Sorry, still quite new to this love.” He said and you smiled, liking that fact that you weren’t the only one who was going into this with little experience.

“Not actually mad, just teasing you.” You said.

You slowly walked up to the passenger side of his car, both subconsciously thinking that the slower you walked, the slower this date would come to an end.

Almost like a gift sent from above, as Niall was opening the passenger side door to his Range Rover, when your stomach growls.

“You hungry love?” Niall asks and you nodded.

“Seems so.”

“I think we passed a chinese place on the way up here? Sound good?” He asked, smiling knowing that he would get to spend just a little bit longer with the girl he was quickly becoming so fond of. You nod as you jump into the car.

You both then head over to a very shady chinese restaurant where you order some food.

“I haven’t been to a place like this in years.” Niall says after the waiter walks away, he leans in a whispers it as if it was some giant secret.

“In my town, the best chinese place looks exactly like this. Which I bet says a lot about where I grew up.” You confess.

“Tell me more about where you grew up. Everyone I know was either from England or was born and raised in California.”

“Not really much to tell, it was sad little town that for some reason no one could leave. I remember growing up and thinking that when I grew up the first thing I would do was leave. I would go to some far away, out of state college. Then, funny enough when it came to the day I had to decide where to go, I chose home. Just like everyone else I stayed.”

“Why?” He asks as he took a sip of his ice water.

“I don’t really know, couldn’t afford it? I was scared maybe? Of like growing up, being on my own, I’ve never really liked to be away from home. Even going on vacation I was never really as relaxed as I was when I was home. I don’t know if it was just being close to my family, or if it was the physical location of home that comforted me, but I was just very stressed when I was far away.” You shrugged and he nodded.

“I get that. Sometimes I think about how easy everything would be if I wasn’t balancing me life between here and Ireland. Me life is here, me job is here, me friends are here, me inspiration for music always seems to be here but me family is there, me old friends are there.” He says, suddenly becoming very interested in the way the grain on the wooden table ran.

“Do you ever like, I don’t know, wish you never auditioned? Like don’t bullshit me either, like don’t give me the whole, no I love my fans and I wouldn’t trade this for anything. Like I know there has to be days where you just wish you could give this all up, right?” You ask, creating a terrible Irish accent in order to mock his voice.

“Uh I guess I mean, I’m not really lying when I say I love the fans, I really wouldn’t be sitting with you right now if they hadn’t worked so hard to get me where I am but I guess you’re right. Sometimes after a fan asks a question too personal or when I ruin another shirt trying to get through a mob or something I think, what would my life be like if I didn’t go that morning, or if Katy hadn’t given me a chance? Most times though I assume me life would be more stressful, working a low paying job and being pressured into settling down. At least with the life I live, I’m financially stable, so is me family, and no one is pressuring me to marry due to me hectic lifestyle.” He says and you can’t help but wonder, is he being pressured into going on this date with you? Does he think he is getting to an age where it’s expected of him to become domestic?

If anyone knows what it’s like to have your family up your ass about starting a family, it’s you. For the last few years you had been on the edge of whether or not you wanted children, constantly when you said you didn’t think you wanted them your family would respond with something along the lines of, you say that now, or, wait a few years and you’ll be thinking something else entirely. Lately your family had been suggesting that you start dating seeing as you had just lost all that weight and was now deemed, attractive. As that thought crossed your mind you thought, were you being pressured into being here?

Then you looked at Niall, and your stomach erupted into a nervous mush and you shook your head. No, you were here because he made you laugh, not for any other reason.

You thought, even if this doesn’t turn out the way you wanted, hoped it would, you would be happy just knowing that someone who made you feel so content was in your life.

“Well shit, we’re getting way too deep for date number two.” You joke and Niall laughs, leaning back and taking in deep breath. “Let’s get off that and I don’t know, what’s your least favorite song on Flicker?” You asked and Niall laughed.

“Me least favorite? Most times people ask what me favorite is.”

“Well yeah but I already know that, it’s Flicker right?”

“Yeah.” “Which is why I want to know what your least favorite is. By the way Flicker is my favorite too, also Fire Away is my least favorite.”

“What? Why?”

“Too repetitive, at least the chorus is. Like I like the message the whole like I love you and I want you to be comfortable saying anything so go ahead lay it on me is really nice. But damn boy, you say fire away like eight times in the chorus.” You say and he laughs.

“Ok I guess I would say my least favorite is-” He starts but the waiter decided to drop all the food off just as he was about to answer.

The conversation long forgotten as you two dive into your food, both of you unknowingly insanely hungry.

The rest of the date passes in a flurry of, quick touches, nervous flutters, and crab rangoons.

Punk Harry Series Part 16

Part 15

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You had been nervous for about a week.

It started with a simple off feeling about a month and a half ago. You and Harry had shared a rather intimate moment just before going back on tour and ever since you’ve felt off. You were actually surprised you felt anything at all seeing as you’ve never really been super in touch with your body before. Something about this felt different though, but you decided to ignore it. What could possibly go be wrong?

Then you had realized that you never got your period last month. You were never really very good a predicting when you would get it, you had a fairly irregular schedule. After years of trying to regulate it you finally settled with it came within either the last week of the month or the first week of the next month.

Yet here you were going on month two without a single drop of blood. You came to this realization as you were cleaning up Lacey’s dressing room of all of your products. The band was on stage and you knew that you had to work fast seeing as they had another show tomorrow night in a city that was three hours away. Once the band was off stage everyone was supposed to get on their designated bus and go.

You were doing fine, you had cleaned up all the hair products for everyone and had managed to organize Peter’s makeup back into the suitcase. That may not seem like a lot but seeing as you had one suitcase for all the hair products and then two more for all the makeup it really wasn’t too bad. It was shocking how much product was needed for this band of four. But now seeing as all that could rack your mind was what if you couldn’t concentrate for your life.

You tried to continue and just push it off, you could always find out later at the next venue but you couldn’t shake it.

What would Harry think? Oh, who are you kidding? He’ll be ecstatic. If there is one thing you know about Harry it’s that he loves babies. But how would he actually feel about having one of his own. It’s one thing to be happy for another pregnant couple and to love playing with the little babies and kiddos but it’s a completely other thing to have one of your own.

You two had just moved into together two months ago, and only celebrating your one year anniversary one month prior to that. Was your relationship ready to take on another member? No probably not.

Not to mention you both work all over the place. The road is no place to raise a baby and you could never ask Harry to stay home while you went on tour. You would also be devastated if you knew Harry was off living the dream while you were at home alone with the baby, not to mention you don’t think you could go that long without seeing him.

While all this ran through your head you were shakily placing all the makeup into its designated place in the suitcase. Suddenly you were out of your head and you could hear the band was on it’s last song for the night, which meant in about 10-15 minutes Harry would stop by and help you move all your stuff into the bed of the bus. You took a look at all the stuff you had to put away and you went into hyperdrive. You were moving so fast you could give The Flash himself a run for his money.

Then just as you were almost finished Harry burst into the room, clearly high off the energy of the crowd, scaring the absolute shit out of you while also causing you to drop the last two bottles of foundation.

You watched in slow motion as two 50$ bottles shattered on the cement floor. You felt tears pricking at your eyes, your mouth itching to move into a frown. You knew this was not matter to get upset about, but with everything that you had been thinking about, this felt like an overdue excuse to release some frustration.

“Oh love, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” Harry laughed before walking across the room and grabbing some paper towels, he walked back over and wiped up the mess all without looking up at you. Tears were streaming down your face and inevitably you racked out a loud sob. Harry’s eyes whipped up to meet yours and in seconds his arms were around you, pushing your hair behind your ears and trying to get you to meet his eyes.

“Y/N love, look at me.” He started, his back hunching in order to make eye contact with you, but you couldn’t look up at him, you knew you were about to change his life. “Hon, what’s wrong? Why are you crying? It’s just foundation. We can get more at the next city.” He excused and you laughed, rolling your eyes before finally looking up at him. He smiled as he brushed the tears off your cheeks with his thumbs.

“Harry, I’m late.” You said and he just looked at you confused.

“Yeah I can tell, you’re usually done packing up in time to see the last two songs. If we don’t hurry up though we’re both going to be late but love that's not reason to cry.” He said, letting out a little chuckle towards the end. You shook your head before moving away from him and turning to look in the vanity mirror behind you. You leaned on the table that was now clear off your products.

“No Harry, I’m late. Not for the bus or the show, for my period.” You said and you looked back at him in the mirror to see him putting the puzzle pieces together in his head.

You let him have a minute before you looking back to your hands that were pressed firmly to the table below you, supporting your weight as you leaned on the them. You felt Harry’s hands wrap around your side and come to rest firmly on your lower stomach.

“You’re?” He asked and you sighed. “We’re gonna have a baby?” He whispered in your ear and you shrugged.

“I don’t know, not for sure anyway.” You said before turning to face him, your hands coming to rest on his rib cage, you could feel his heartbeat through his skin. “I’ve always been irregular but I’ve never gone two months without anything. I need to take a test or have a doctor confirm but, I think so Harry.” You said before looking up to see tears rolling down his cheeks almost mirroring you a few minutes ago.

“I could be a Dad?” He asked and you sighed, letting out a little laugh before nodding.

Then, in a few seconds his arms wrapping around your back tight before he lifted you up and squeezed.

“This is amazing!” He exclaimed has he set you back onto the ground.

“Don’t get too excited, babe I don’t even know for sure yet. Not to mention there’s a super high chance of miscarriage within the first trimester so legit anything could happen.” You said and he quickly got serious before nodding in understanding.

But of course the Harry you loved couldn’t keep the smile off his face before it took over what was him pretending not to get excited.

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Spider Woman Part Two

Part One

Masterlist

“So you and Harry Styles?” The woman asked before passing the microphone over to you.

You were sitting in a fairly small office with two cameras in front of you. Two men being behind those cameras. The Sony team behind them, along with your manager Gavin next to them.

“What about him?” You asked, acting confused by the question. She’s going to ask whether you two were dating because in this day a girl and a boy can’t just be friends. Especially if they have to kiss on set.

“You’ve been see out around quite a bit, on dates?” She asked and you sighed.

“No, Harry and I are just friends. Is he attractive, yeah insanely.” You laughed. “But he’s just a friend. He’s more like a brother than anything else. It’d be weird to date my brother.” You said and she laughed.

“Well Selena Gomez said the same thing about Justin Bieber and look what happened to them.” She said and you sighed again, yeah they’re both depressed because they loved too hard.

“They broke up.” You said and her smile dropped. You don’t like this woman.

“Well speaking of love, the trailer for Spider Woman, I love it. Amazing job.” She said and you smiled.

“Thank you the editing crew is so talented. Cause you know, Jessica has the power to expel genetic spider venom from her hands and when you do that on set it looks too weird. I’m just like thrusting my hands in certain directions but once I watched it back like wow. It looks so cool.” You laughed and she smiled.

“And what can fans expect from this movie?” She asked.

“I think they’re going to be pleasantly surprised with the interpretation we take with Jessica Drew for this movie. We wanted to stick to the original comics as much as we could but seeing as Spider Woman is really just such a secondary superhero we had a lot of room for creativity and I think the fans are really going to love where this goes. We dive into the mess that is the Avengers and I think that the fans are going to see the other side of the group of heros they love so much. They’re going to see the inside of how everything works for the lesser heros.” You said and she nodded, pulling the mic back to herself.

“What do you mean by lesser heros?”

“I mean like, not Captain America, Iron Man or Thor. But rather like what it’s like to be Scarlet Witch or Spider Man or Hawkeye. What it’s like to be the secondary heros. Everyone saw how Peter Parker was treated in Spiderman Homecoming. He was cast aside seeing as he was just a kid and wasn’t taken seriously. Well in Spider Woman you’re going to find out what it’s like to not be Captain America or Iron Man.” You said and she nodded.

“And what can we expect from John and Jessica, the trailer doesn’t reveal much?” She asked.

“Well I think that was kind of on purpose. Jessica and John are two totally different people. I mean Jessica is a british immigrant working for a paper supply company in New York, New York while hiding the fact that she has super powers. John is her nerdy neighbor who clearly holds an unrequited love for Jessica. I think the pining he does is something you’ll have to see in the movie. And I mean, who knows if Jessica will even realize his love for her, it may just continue to go unrequited seeing as Jessica herself is depressed and it may be hard for her to come to terms with idea that anyone could love her.” You said, hoping to show this women that this movie is made for more than just Jessica and John's love story.

“Jessica is depressed? I didn’t see that in the trailer.”

“Well depression isn’t something you can always just see. Sometimes it’s something that takes time and careful observation to find. Jessica clearly has PTSD from what happened to her in England and she clearly is desperate for a normal life. But hiding all that horror deep down is doing a wreck on her mental health and I’m proud to say this movie is going to be one of the few that actually deal with mental health issues the correct way.” You said proudly. You can see the Sony team started to look up, you’ve clearly started to say too much.

“What exactly happened to Jessica in England?”

“Well she was born during World War Two, her father was a scientist for Hydra, Hitler’s deep science division. They were living in england when Jessica got radiation poisoning. To save her, her father was forced to inject her with untested genetic spider venom and put her in a genetic incubator where she stayed for 80 years. In the incubator her aging process was slowed and in 2010 when she was found and released she was only 17. Hydra found her and used her as a weapon for 5 years when she managed to escape and move to New York where she has been hiding ever since.” You explain and she nodded. Clearly she didn’t do her reading.

“Well, I think that’s all we have time for, it was great meeting you Y/N and I can’t wait to see the movie when it comes out.” She said as she stood and shook your hand. You smiled back at her and walked back over to your manager.

“Please get me out of here.” You begged and he laughed.

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Act Two

Samantha tried her best to keep focused on Mia and the spaces they were looking at for her new bakery.  She nodded when Mia asked her questions and she pointed out things she thought might be helpful but by the fifth building, Samantha was just about crawling out of her skin.  All she could think about was Harry’s face when she’d left that morning.  

God she was a terrible person.  

He’d done everything she’d asked of him and she still couldn’t let go of a few things he’d said and done.  Was she so perfect that she hadn’t made mistakes?  She just made a huge one by walking out of the house after Harry had spent his night making sure she was alright.

Samantha felt Mia’s arm link through hers as they walked to the next building,

“Are you sure you’re up for this?”

“Yeah.  Why?”

“I mean…Tab’s birthday was yesterday and I know you are kind of emotional.  If you wanna go home I’ll just send you pictures and we can talk about it later.” Samantha shook her head,

“No.  It’s alright.  I’m good.”

“Sam-”

“Mia, I won’t leave you to do this alone.  My emotional state isn’t your responsibility.  I’m alright.  Today is about you.”  Samantha finished with a smile.

Mia reluctantly agreed, walking into the next building after Mia’s Realtor, Nathan, held the door open for them.  Samantha hung back, walking over to the side as she glanced out the front windows while she tried to visualize baked goods in them.  

“Samantha?”  The voice was male and familiar, but not one she could pick out right away, “Samantha?”  He repeated, this time causing Samantha to turn around.

He walked forward, his hand out,

“George.  George Wallace.  Vanessa’s fiancee?”

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