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Our True Love - Chapter 12

A/N: A couple of more chapters! Huuu. I hope you enjoyed it thus far. Let me know what you think. Your comments are greatly appreciated. <3 (Sorry in advance for any grammatical errors in my stories!)

Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: None
Word count: 2,282
Summary: Reader and Bucky doesn’t get along well after his marriage to Rosaline. Will her friendship with Bucky last or will they crumble and fade?

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I sit in the car while holding the papers up to read over the list. Steve sits next to me, staring out through the window at the snow covered sidewalk. I put the papers away into a folder before letting out a sigh. Another day of meeting. I look out the window at the people huddling into their thick coats.

Steve and I are on a business trip in Canada. Steve had meetings to go to and I’ve just been the one to sort out the files and notes taken during the meetings. After the first week, I feel my fingers getting cramped from the intense non-stop typing sessions. Even my back and neck is killing me.

It’s been a month since I last heard from Bucky. The last time I had seen him was on the rooftop. Then, nothing. He doesn’t answer any of my calls or replied to any of my texts. I even tried to call Rosaline and she didn’t pick up. When I asked Richard, he advices me to give them space. I don’t know what to do honestly.

I have been missing him so much. It feels so odd without him present in my life. I’m a little worried about how he is doing. How they are doing. Even though we don’t live too far, they were never in their house when I go to visit. I don’t know what is going on, but I hope things are okay.

“I called Bucky this morning.” Steve says quietly to me. I shoot up to look at him.

“He answered?? How is he doing?” I lean in to him excited and worried all at the same time. Steve lets out a small scoff before smiling.

“He’s good. He’s been seeing a specialist about his mind. He’s trying to improve things for himself.” Steve says looking down at his hands. His blue eyes still seem a little troubled. It was a relief to hear that Bucky is still all right, but I’m a little hurt that he didn’t return any of my calls.

“But…?” I ask. I know he has something else to say.

Steve’s eyes find mine. I can see that he is trying to read my emotion.

“He and Rosaline aren’t doing so well.” He says. I let out a sigh while tightening my ponytail. Again? I thought things are okay now.

“I need to see them when we get back.” I say, thinking about them.

“Don’t.” Steve says while looking at me. I look at him confused.

“Why not?”

“Let them sort this out, Y/N. It is their marriage, so it is their business.” I raise an eyebrow.

“Says someone who would jump in to help his friend out regardless of the rules.” Steve chuckles while looking back out onto the snow.

“I know. But, Bucky needs to sort this out himself. We have provided all that we could for him. But this, this is something only Bucky can decide for his own.” I look at him.

“Decide? What do you mean?” I ask. Steve smiles before shaking his head.

“He’s a grown man and can take care of himself. Don’t worry about him.” He says while sighing out. I look down at the folder on my lap.

“Can he, though? With his mind in such a wreck like that?” I ask.

“Who knows? But Bucky needs to be conscious of that. Of what his mind is doing to him. I’m sure he’ll able to be the one to control it instead of vice versa soon. I told you before didn’t I?” Steve adds.

“Didn’t you also say he needs the physical reminder of the people in his life?” I ask keeping my eyes on him. Steve sighs. I’m worried. What if he forgets about me again? Forget about our memories together like before? I don’t think I can go through with that pain again.

“I know. But if he is able to control his own mind, then he won’t always need that. Rosaline is compromising things for him to make it work. He won’t say what exactly, but he did reassure me that they are doing the right thing for their marriage.” He says as gives me a warm smile.

“For now, we’ll continue to be the friend he needs. But we won’t interfere with any decisions they make in their marriage, all right, Y/N?”

I nod a little while looking out the window. I wonder what Steve is talking about. What decision in their marriage? The car comes to a stop.

“We’re here, sir.” Steve nods to the driver. He looks over at me.

“Let’s go.”

I exit the car and pull my coat in closer to my body. The cold breeze is biting me through the coat. I look around at the people walking quickly on the sidewalk before they freeze outside. My mind is replaying what Steve had just said. I had been so lost in helping Bucky that I didn’t even realize I had been interfering with their marriage so much. I had wanted Bucky to be happy so that’s why I stepped in to make things better.

Had I wanted them to work out so I have a reason to move on easily? Was I afraid to be the very reason if their marriage fails? Was I afraid to lose the Bucky I knew if it did fail? The idea of losing Bucky terrifies me, which is why I was willing to do anything to keep him happy. But, am I even keeping him happy if I, myself, don’t know really what makes him happy?

Steve is right. I shouldn’t interfere anymore. Let Bucky and Rosaline decide for themselves of the outcome of their own marriage.

As I was about to step into the building, I caught a glimpse of someone standing by a lamp post. He looks rather familiar. I could’ve sworn it was Bucky, but he looks a lot smaller than Bucky does.

“Y/N.” Steve calls out, holding the door for me. I look back at where the person was, but he’s gone. I blink, trying to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. I sigh out before running inside from the bitter coldness.

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The night is freezing cold. Even the hotel lobby is ice cold despite the heater. I sit patiently, waiting for Steve to come back so we can have dinner together. I wrap the coat around my body tightly to keep warm. I look around at the different people walking in and out of the hotel.

I look at my phone to check any messages, but I have none. When I look up, I notice a man sitting in another set of couch on the other side of the lobby. I don’t know if he’s looking at me, but from the angle of his face, it does look like it. He’s wearing a black coat and hat. It looks like he just got in from outside because of the amount of snow on his hat.

I look away, hoping that the man doesn’t see me. I start feeling uncomfortable. He looks exactly like the man I saw earlier. I busy myself on my phone. Inside, I pray that it was just nothing and it is just my over reactive feeling.

I glance up to see if the man is there again. Sure enough, he was. This time, I’m sure I can feel this man’s gaze at me. His eyes felt large from the other side of the lobby. I swallow while looking around the area. Maybe I’ll return to my room.

When I pick up my bags, I see the man standing up as well from the corner of my eyes. My stomach twists and I felt scared. I can practically hear his footsteps from the other side of the room. I should probably not go to my room. I’ll go to the security room instead. I turn around and about to make my way to the elevator when I feel a hand grabbing onto my shoulder.

I jumped and slap the hand away before turning to look who it was. It’s just Steve. He is just as startled as I was. He can probably see how pale I had gone. His brows furrowed.

“Y/N, are you okay?” He asks. I take a deep breath and nod slowly. I look around the lobby to see where the man is, but he’s gone yet again.

“Y/N?” Steve calls out to me again.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” I lied. But from behind Steve, I catch the glimpse of the man stepping outside through the hotel door.

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I lie on the fluffy bed of the hotel. It feels like I’m lying down in a pit of marshmallows after such an intense and hard day. How come I never noticed this heavenly feeling before? Probably because I would pass out the second my head did hit the pillow.

Message notification of my phone startles me a little. I fish my phone out of my purse, not moving too much from my comfortable spot. I look at the message.

Richard [10:33PM] – Hey, Cherry Princess. How is the business trip going?

I smile to myself.

You [10:34PM] – Great. I just got to the hotel. I should be back next week.

Richard [10:36PM] – All right. I’m glad to hear. So I got some good news.

You [10:48PM] – Oh yeah? What is that?

I walk out of the bathroom after getting showered. I quickly gone and take a shower before reading the good news Richard has for me. I pick up my phone to see if he had replied or not. My heart jumps at his message before I yell out happily.

Richard [10:51PM] – I took your advice and took the leap of faith. Guess who’s got a boyfriend now?

You [11:30PM] – Are you serious?? Oh my God! I’m so happy for you, Richard! Is it Harry? Tell me it is!

Richard [11:32PM] – Yes it is. I was so nervous, but I told him. I never felt so happy in my life. Thank you, Y/N.

You [11:35PM] – I did nothing. You did it yourself. This calls for another celebration! We need to play something when I get back.

Richard [11:39PM] – Sounds good, Cherry Princess.

You [11:42PM] – Oh, have you heard anything from Rosaline or Bucky, btw?

Richard [12:01AM] – They are working things out. Don’t worry about them.

You [12:02AM] – How can I not? You are so silly. But are they okay?

Richard [12:05AM] – Honey, worry about your trip first, okay?

I let out a sigh. He’s not going to tell me anything. I check over to my messages to Bucky.


You [10:30PM] – Bucky, call me back when you can.


You [08:10AM] – Bucky, are you okay?


You [01:49PM] – I came over to your house. No one is there. When can I see you?


You [10:45AM] – Bucky, seriously! Pick up the phone!


You [11:58PM] – Bucky, talk to me…

I let out another sad sigh. Why isn’t he responding to me? I place my hands over my face, feeling the tears well up. I was so angry at him for not responding to my texts or calls. I was even very worried about him. What is he doing that is so hard to just pick up and reply to me? Takes 30 seconds to type, ‘I’m fine.’

But then again. I might murder him if he just gives me that cheap response after leaving me hanging for over a month.

Keep faith in him no matter what happens. He seemed so sad and afraid to say that to me in the elevator. But how can I if he doesn’t even call me or text me back? At least he knows that I’m waiting for him.

My mind plays back to the man in that black coat and hat. He could just be an innocent man walking around. Or just someone with the same outfit. A lot of people wear black coats here after all. It could just be nothing.

But then again, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there is something off about that man. Even Steve is worried about me, but I just reassured him it was nothing. I’ll probably tell him tomorrow or sometime. I don’t want to worry him when his mind is filled with these other businesses.

A notification bell. I quickly pick up my phone to see who it is.

It was just Sharon. When I open it, my heart jumps. I feel the whole world shift. I grab my room key card with my phone and run out of my room to Steve’s. I nearly run into someone as I was running down the hall.

I quickly turn to apologize as I run, but my voice is nowhere to be found. It’s that man. Now that I get a closer look at his face, there’s another sense of familiarity with it.  The lower half of his face is covered by a scarf and those eyes… Those eyes… I immediately turn the corner to Steve’s room.

I pound on his door, waiting for him to open all the while keeping my eyes open at where I came from to make sure the guy isn’t following me. When Steve opened the door, I push him in and close the door behind me. I look out through the peephole, but never see the man pass by. I breathe out before looking at Steve. He is wearing a shocked face.

I then remember the reason why I made my way to his room in the first place.  

“Steve!! Did she tell you??”  

He nods with his hand over his mouth in disbelief.

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Joe Sugg imagine || Break up prank. ||

Anonymous said:

Can you do one where The reader pranks joe pretending to break up with him on Skype (kinda like the one Caspar did where he pranks joe says he doesn’t want to live with him anymore) please love you !!!!!

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Anonymous said:

Can you do a prank imagines like where the reader pranks joe btw ilysm!! ❤️😘

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“Hell'ell'lo everyone!” You said waving to the camera you had set up in the bedroom of your flat with a bright smile. “Today we’re going to be doing some pranking – but not just any pranking – JOE SUGG pranking.” You said before pulling an Evil laugh and Miste. Burns fingers – you cleared your throat and smiled again, “anyway…” You continued. “As you know Joe’s in South Africa right now with Caspar and Oli. So I’m going to Skype him and break up with him basically.” You looked around your bedroom.

“I know it sounds horrible, but if you remember about a year ago Joe pulled a cheating prank on me.” You pointed to the left hand corner above your head where you’d insert a link to the video.

“So I’m getting revenge.”

“About a week ago, I started avoiding Joe’s FaceTime requests telling him I was out or I wasn’t feeling good, taking a while to reply to his messages, things that make you start to wonder what’s going on.” You explained.

“Last night, Joe asked me if everything was okay and I haven’t responded, he’s messaged about every hour on the hour asking the same thing and he’s called a few times. So when I request to Skype, he’ll definitely answer.” You nodded, before you got up turning the camera off, you picked up your Macbook and walking into the kitchen.

You put your computer down and looked at yourself in the mirror you had hanging on the wall, you had changed into a baggy sweater and made your hair look a little unkept before you sat down at the kitchen counter, you turned on the screen recording and audio software you had before you opened Skype.

Switching your account from offline to online, you clicked Joe’s icon and it brought up his message box, you hit ‘call’ and watched yourself appear in the smaller box on the screen.

Joe accepted almost immediately. “Hey babe!” He said brightly with a big smile, he was sitting outside on a deck chair from what you could tell. “Hey…” You said lowly, your head was leaning against your hand.

His smile faded a little, “what’s up?” He asked carefully and you shook your head, “nothing – you? How’s South Africa?” You asked in the same low tone and he sat up a little, the video blurring a little in the process, “it’s great – yeah, really like it.” He was looking at you intensely. “Are you sure everything is okay?” He asked and you bit your lip, looking away from the screen. “(Y/N)…” Joe said trying to draw you back to look at him, which you did after a moment. “Yeah … No, not really.” You muttered and his expression changed entirely to concern. “What’s happened? Are you alright?” He asked quickly and you nodded, “I’m fine.” You assured him and his concern decreased but was still apparent.

“So, what’s wrong? Why do you look and sound so sad?” He asked, “I was going to tell you this before you left, but I didn’t want to ruin your entire holiday.” You admitted and his eyes widened. “Tell me what?” He asked nervously.

“Joe… I, I don’t think we should be together anymore.” You said after a lot of hesitation, it pained you a little bit to say it, but when you thought about the pranks he’s pulled on you, it levelled out.

“What? Why? - What do you mean, (Y/N)?” Joe asked in a panic stricken voice. “I’m sorry, Joe…” You sniffed, “I know it’s cowardly to do something like this online, but I just couldn’t do it face to face.” You said.

“But… I don’t understand why…” Visibly he was getting upset. “What did I do?” He whispered.

“You didn’t do anything.” You assured him and he shook his head at you, “I must’ve done something, what was it? Babe – please, we can talk about this.” He pleaded and you rubbed your eyes as if you were ridding them of tears. “It’s nothing,” you waved it off.

“No, you have to tell me, everything was so perfect, what happened?” Joe’s eyes were glazing over. “It’s just – you’re spending a lot of time with Caspar recently and I don’t know, it’s made me really jealous, I don’t like feeling this way.” You admitted.

“But, Caspar is my friend…” Joe trailed off, “I know and I don’t want to come between the two of you, so I just think it would be better if we just ended things.” You sighed. “Plus … You have kind of a small penis.” You added trying not to crack a smile.

Joe arched an eyebrow at you, “(Y/N) … Are you pranking me right now?” He asked wearily. You shook your head, “no – Joe, not everything serious in life is going to end up being a prank.” You sighed at him.

“No, I know. But I just don’t understand why, I thought we were good. If you didn’t feel like we were, you should’ve told me.” Joe cleared his throat. “Babe, I need you, please don’t leave me.” He whispered.

“Joe, - you’re making this harder.” You admitted. “Good, I mean – if it’s hard to do, you must still have feelings for me, please… I’ll fly home right now to work this out.” He rubbed his eyes again. “Please, (Y/N). I love you.” He muttered. “I love you, too … But I just feel so second best to Caspar all the time.” You brushed some hair from your eyes. “I’ve moved myself out of the flat,” you added.

“(Y/nickname) … No, no, no… Is there someone else?” He asked quickly and you looked offended. “What? No!” You exclaimed at him. “none of this is like you … Something else must be going on…” Joe was staring at you again deeply through the camera.

“Stop trying to find ways to fix us, we’re finished – Joe. I’m sorry.” You whispered letting the tears you’ve forced to fall.

“Is this because I always send you pictures of my dick when I know you’re doing something important to torment you?” He asked and you almost burst out laughing, before caught yourself before you did. “No… I mean the file always came in 'too small to download’ so no difference really.” You added, making him look even more bummed out.

“I’ve gotta go, I’m sorry…” You said standing up. “(Y/N)! I love you, wait – please don’t go.” Joe said as you disconnected the call.

“Wait a second…” You said casually to yourself, the software still recording the screen and your voice.

A skype call from appeared from Joe and you waited a few rings before accepting. “Joe…” You said lowly, rubbing your eyes. “Please, just go and leave me alone.” You sighed.

Joe had full tears falling from his eyes, streaming down his cheeks. “(Y/N), please…” He whispered and seeing him crying, killed you. “Joe.” You said trying to tell him this was a prank, but he cut you off.

“I love you and I want you to be happy, but I thought you were happy with me! I’ve been the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life with you. You can’t let us just end.” He begged.

“Joe…” You said again, “what?” He asked wiping his eyes quickly. “Got you.” You said grinning.

“Got me what?” He didn’t understand, looking confused before his face turned to blank. “Oh my god! That was just MEAN!” He realised and you burst out laughing, “Paybacks in a bitch Sugg.” You smirked. “But I do really fell bad I made you cry.” You added.

His was looking around, before looking back to the lens on his computer. “I … Oh my heart.” He whispered, “(Y/N)!” He exclaimed as you were laughing. “You have to edit the dick pics thing out!” He gasped.

“I just pulled the most epic prank on you of all times and you’re worried about that?” You asked raising your eyebrow.

“A little…” He murmured, “oh my god, I can’t believe you! Why would you do something like that to me?” He asked, “says the guy who pranked me by making me think you were cheating.” You pointed out and he laughed. “I guess I had it coming to me…” He pointed out and you nodded, “you sure did.” You grinned.

“My heart, still hurts – good lord.” He said rubbing his chest. “Nice one, almost crapped my pants.” He added and you laughed again. “That’s great.” You admitted. “Ugh.” He muttered. “Well, I need to go – change because I almost crapped myself, I’m not sure I might have.” He looked down.

“Okay, babe. Talk later.” You laughed. “Definitely…” He said standing up and turning around which showed you the pool and the view of South Africa. “Love you.” You smiled blowing a kiss at him. “Love you, too.” He returned it.

The call disconnected and you started laughing. “I think we got him good!” You said before doing a little dance…

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