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I held my stomach and groaned

"Why did I have that extra four pieces of toast?" I questioned myself.

"There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you."

I turned my head to look at the person who spoke.

Pietro fucking Maximoff was standing at the end of the cafeteria table smiling widely at me.

I couldn't help but love him for his smile, it showed off his perfect teeth and I loved it when he genuinely smiled, a smile that reached his eyes making them squint a bit.

"Why have you been looking for me?" I asked

"We need to talk..."

I looked at him questioningly "okay so talk."

"Not here." He grabbed my hand pulled me up from the chair and then picked me up bridal style and zoomed out of the cafeteria.

He stopped suddenly and I opened my eyes, we were in a bedroom, it was white,grey and blue with a few pictures on the wall.

"This is your room, isn't it." I stated already knowing the answer.

He nodded "we had plans for our life and when you left I sorta threw those out."

I shrugged "and who's fault was that."

He looked at me and took both his hands and put them on my arms I avoided his stare."mine, I know I should've believed you when you said nothing was going on with you and Steve."

"Why didn't you?" I croaked as my voice broke because I was starting to cry.

"Because Steve was the better choice, the better man, he was perfect and well... I thought that I wasn't good enough for you."

I took a deep breathe "I loved you Pietro, not Steve."

"Loved?" He asked "you don't love me anymore?"

I looked up into his eyes the tears were running down his cheeks his eyes red making them look even bluer than they already are

"Pietro, I'll always love you-"

"-I'll always love you too."

"But I don't think we should be toge-"

His lips crashed down to mine desperately trying to silence my words, his plush soft lips hadn't changed, the taste of his mint Chapstick adding a zing to the kiss, I wrapped my arms around his neck as we kissed his arms wrapping around my waist.

I pulled away and slowly opened my eyes, Pietro and I looking at each other in shock.

"Please, don't say we shouldn't be together." He pleaded

"Pietro..."

"I still love you."

"How? How can you love me when you don't remember me?"

"I do, I remember everything, how we first met, our first kiss, when we met the avengers, our fight."

"How?"

"It just came back to me, and I'm sorry."

"Pietro."

"I love you." He croaked

I hugged Pietro placing my head against his chest listening to his castle beating heart.

"I love you too." I whispered

Pietro squeezed me tighter, he heard my words, he knew, and I knew it was too late to go back to Australia.

I loved Pietro, I have always loved him, but I still didn't know if this was the right thing to do. We're Pietro and I making the right decision, are we moving to fast.

"Pietro, we should talk about the fact that we have spent 2 years apart and we have both changed."

"I know we've changed, for one, we got older and we have matured a lot more, but please, don't try and talk your way out of this, I love you, and you love me, let's be together."

"It's rushed Pietro, the last time we had a relationship we could've killed each other, I killed a bunch of people..."

Pietro looked at me and frowned "you said that it was you, that you weren't in control of your body at the time."

I nodded my head "it wasn't, it wasn't me, and I don't know how to explain who it was without you thinking I'm crazy."

"I love you Willow, just tell me the truth."

"The whole truth?"

"Every detail."

I shrugged "okay, but just to be fair, I'm warning you, it's pretty damn weird."

He smiled "I like weird."

"Not the good kind, you idiot."

He laughed "get on with it."

I smiled "so it started when you left."

Speed forward

"And that's how all that happened." I concluded my story taking a few breathes trying to regain my composure.

"What the hell?"

"What?" I asked

"Someone took over your body and controlled you from the inside, like this weird bitch just howled up and started messing with you?!"

"Umm... Yeah I guess."

"Willow! As much as that is awful, it's so fucking cool!"

"Really Pietro? You're really acting like that? I killed a bunch of people."

"But it's like you have have another person hidden away inside your brain, she's silent but deadly and you don't want her to ever come out of her cage."

"You act like your trying to sell me something."

"Think about it, this could be on the big screen, our story could be huge."

"Our story?"

"Well this all started when we fought Ultron." He concluded

"And what would you call this... Story?" I asked

"I'm still working on the title."

I laughed, even though it was probably the stupidest thing I'd ever heard, things like this made me wonder what was going on in Pietro's heads.

"Pietro? I don't think you should be with me, and I know you think this may all be a joke, but it's still hard for me to live my life knowing what I did."

"Like you said Willow, it wasn't your fault it was someone else in control, if it were you it'd never would've happened."

"Pietro-"

"-no, no more excuses, we have come so far and I'm not going to let you slip away again! Do you hear me, not again!" His voice radon at the end.

"I love you." He added