Those girls

Your POV:

We were waltzing to my new favorite song. It was calm and relaxing. I was lost in chocolate brown eyes that were looking into my (e/c) ones. There was this comfortable silence between us that I didn't really mind. It was just me, him and the slow music. Until, of course, someone had to interrupt us.

"Mr Calvin please exit the elevator. You have been standing there for minutes now."

We both turned our heads to look at a very shocked Calvin then it all turned to a slightly angry expression.

"Look, Tony. I know my sister is... pretty but please can you leave her alone. She's not one of those girls." I've never seen my brother so serious and so protective of me.

"Wooow no no no. I don't see her like that. Believe me. I can be respectful too sometimes. But hey, I try to be."

He tried to lighten the mood but Calvin kept his seriousness and continued walking to the table.

"Well, then you have to try harder. I don't want to have a bad impression on my hero and lose him as my number one idol. Would you like that? Cause I won't." He finished his struggled walking, because of his broken leg, to the table and sat.

By that time, Tony and I separated and he was walking to the table. Eventually, he sat next to Calvin and whispered a quick sorry, which Calvin only nodded to.

I, also, was walking back, frankly shocked by Calvin's behavior, to the table to join them. As I sat myself down, the billionaire took a quick glance at me and smirked. God knows what he's thinking.

Calvin started to blather about science again, so they lost me to my imagination. I was deep in thought when Tony excused himself to go to the bathroom. As he turned the corner, Calvin gave me a confused look which I returned with a similar one.

"What's wrong? " I asked him.

"I don't know what happened but he seems uncomfortable when I bring the alien invasion in New York. " he responded.

"What, how do you know?" I asked again.

"Well, he always try and change the subject like you do when I talk about mom and dad." He explained.

"I don't do that!" I exclaimed, Calvin shot me a seriously? look.

"Okay, maybe I do. But I have my reasons. Why does he ignore the subject? "

"Maybe, it bring back memories." Cal said.

"Okay, when did you become a psychologic?" I joked.

He rolled his eyes and we waited for Tony for about fifteen minutes, before Calvin motioned me to go look for him.

"How can I know where he is?" I whispered to Calvin.

"Friday, can you show (y/n) where the bathroom, that has Tony inside it, is?" Cal said.

"Absolutely, Mr Calvin." It responded." It is the second door on the left corridor, Miss (Y/n)."

"Thank you, Friday." I thanked it and got up.

After doing all the right turns, I reached a white door. This must be it, i thought. It took all of my courage to knock. Once. No response. Twice. Again, no response.

I gently leaned against the door to know if he was really there. Muffled sobs and whimpers came from it. My heart shattered into million of pieces.

Is Tony crying ?

-Kiana 🙊