Chapter 10

*Chapter 10*

Charlie's POV

The club light flickered in time with the music, the dancing people jumping up and down to the beat. The doors flew open, two bodyguards stalking through, creating a path for us to follow close behind. I smirked as I walked through, many looking at me in shock. However, I sent them a sneaky wink and a quick wave, strutting past and leaving them to trail behind.

People would reach for us but the bodyguards kept people away, leading us to the VIP area. "Fetch us some Alcohol will you?" My friend Ashely smirked, tucking money into the bar tenders pocket and giving him a sly wink. I felt slightly awkward here to say the least. She was my friend and it was her birthday and she wanted to come here, who was I to say no?

"So where to start? I hope to not be going home alone tonight" Ashely chuckled, her eyes scanning around the room at all the men, a smirk spread across her face. I rolled my eyes at her and sat back in my chair. The bartender handed us a glass each and Ashley turned towards me "Well I believe starting with lots of drinking is a good plan"

"To no responsibility" I held up my glass in a toast to finally being without my crutches. I smiled at Ashley and she raised hers as well.

"And a free-ish life" She joined in, clicking her glass with mine.

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I chucked down a shot, the crowd cheering at my triumph. No one dared to challenge the daughter of Tony Stark, except maybe my own friend. However, she was a little busy. Ashley had ended up against the wall, making out with a random guy who had been flirting with her.

"Now, I'm going to go the the bathroom, maybe that will give someone else a chance at beating my score" I smirked, strutting away as our bodyguards watched from the side of the club.

In the corner of my eye I spotted a man, reaching out and roughly grabbing the arm of a girl who i had been talking to earlier that evening, pulling her towards him and causing her to trip. The bodyguards at the club were quick to react, but someone else was faster, me.

I wasn't scared or anything, I simply threw a swift punch at the man and knocking him down. "Don't try that again" I threatened and dusted off my hands, walking off as if nothing had happened. I smiled to the girl as the bodyguards dragged the man out.

"Thanks for that" She smiled at me. I was about to reply when something over her shoulder caught my eye and not in a good way. I noticed familiar people walk into the club. Two tall blondes and three medium brunettes or should I say, my ticket to being grounded for the rest of my life. I quickly put my drink down and sifted my way through the crowd, trying to get out of sight.

I could see the five of them looking around, my dad looking partially angry, though not uncomfortable because it was his kind of atmosphere. Clint looked chilled as always and Thor just looked really confused. Bruce and Steve however, looked fairly horrified, Steve in particular.

All of them looked around widely. My dad spotted Ashley, pointing her out and probably telling them that now he knew I was defiantly here, after all Ashley was a complete party animal and even as a child would convince me to going to some kind of party with her, though obvious that was more like a bouncy castle then a club.

I noticed my dads eyes land on me and immediately they were all looking my way. Well shit. I jumped into the crowd, trying to crowd surf away from them. I thought I'd made it until I realised I was being carried out the club by Steve who had gone in and taken me out.

"PUT ME DOWN" I shouted, kicking my legs around and trying to get free. They really needed to stop treating me like a child.

"Why would you go to a place like that? Something bad could happen to you!" He lectured me yet again. I was getting tired of his judging remarks all the time.

"I think you'll find it's called fun Steve, besides it was Ashley's birthday and she's my friend" I rolled my eyes as he put me down. The others were still in the club, probably trying to track down Ashley.

"No, it's called being stupid! Why can't you just grow up?" He shouted. Okay that's it. He just really pissed me off.

"Because I didn't have a childhood like yours, I'm not fucking perfect like all of you, get over it! YOU'RE NOT MY DAD" I screamed at him, turning away and raising my hand for a cab. I climbed in and slammed the door shut before he could say anything.

Sometimes, Steve really annoyed me.