Part 13

"Bucky!"

I just came from shopping and buying some groceries, and hell I got loads.

"Hayley, what ha–"

He came rushing and thought I was in trouble. I mentally giggled from what his reaction was, but I love it though.

"Well, I just need some help here" I sang.

"I'm sorry. Here, let me get these" he held some bags of groceries from me and rushed it towards the table.

I left him home because I also visited Rebecca. Maybe I will take him some other time. Despite of explaining things to Reb, she still scolded me. And I was close at yelling at her, she's becoming overprotective. I just need time for myself, that's all.

"Hey, Buck" I said. He turned to face me and arched his brow. "I was thinking...."

"What about?" he asked.

"There's an exclusive party tonight that my closest friend invited me a while back and I'm thinking if we could join them?" I crossed my fingers.

Please say yes.

"Uhm..... I don't think so. I haven't in a party for a long time" he said in low tone. There's a bit doubt in his voice, and fear in his eyes. Of course, he hasn't gone mingling through a lot of people because of his traumatic state. He knew himself that he is not yet totally recovered, but I believe he can overcome everything and take what has been taken from him, including his normal life. And I want to be his witness of all these.

"Please?..... Bucky, I am here. Okay? I won't leave you. I promise" I took his hand and held it tight. "Just for tonight, Bucky"

His eyes are a bit hesitant but he was trying to make himself comfortable with the idea.

"I just haven't into things like this, I'm not casually used to it. The last time I remember was....." he paused trying to remember what happened that day. "..... it was merry but at the same time, the last happiest moment of my life. Steve was there too. Before I......" I stopped him before he even finish.

"Bucky, I understand you. You don't have to deal with those memories just because I'm trying to ask you for a night. I'm sorry"

Guilt struck me again. If he doesn't want to go, then let it be. I respect him. I don't want getting him in trouble because of me. He put his metal hand above our intertwined hands and rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand.

"It is alright, Hayley. We can go. I think I'm okay getting a night with you too. Let's just say, a date?" he managed a chuckle. I felt my cheeks burned from his statement.

A date?