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Hella Feelings {4/?}

Chapter 4: Loving Someone ~ The 1975

Pairings: Bucky x OC; Sam x OC

A/N: Chapter four with @stuckonjbbarnes​ please enjoy and tell your friends 

Warnings: language, awkward encounters, a little bit of flirting ;)

Word Count: 2496

Previous Chapter ~ Masterlist

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The next morning, the girls plan to leave the apartment together. Holly has some work to do at the library, finally having a morning off, so she walks with Vanessa. Hopping into the elevator, it stops only a few floors below theirs. They step to the back to make room, falling silent when Sam and Bucky walk in.

“You literally made us look like idiots Sam.” Bucky groans, not noticing the pair behind him and Sam.

“My guy...I couldn’t think, let alone speak. Not in front of–” A snicker from behind causes Sam to fall silent.

Both girls are snickering because the guys sound like an old married couple. Bucky looks over his shoulder, a little embarrassed to see both girls right behind them and his cheeks go red. That is, until he sees Vanessa smiling at him and a huge smile takes up his face, making his eyes crinkle and his shoulders relax. Sam turns slightly, noticing Holly and shoots her a wink making her cheeks turn a shade similar to Bucky’s.

“HIYA SAMonella.” Nessa greets, breaking the silence.

“God dammit..Nessie.” The whole elevator erupts into laughter.

Sam’s laughter dies down to a chuckle as he’s watching Holly laugh and he starts smiling like a goof at her, “Hi Angel.”

“Hi Cute Butt.”

It takes Bucky a minute to register what she said but then his eyes widen. He’s standing a tad behind Sam and he sort of just looks at Sam’s ass, then back to Holly and mouths “HE’S CUTE BUTT? EW!”

Vanessa watches them carefully, smile faltering. But after a beat she shakes the feeling and smiles bigger. “Hi Buckaroo.”

“OH NO... NOT ME PLEASE.” He groans but he’s still smiling and his eyes light up that Vanessa came up with a new nickname so fast. The elevator doors open and the four filter out.

The girls link arms and turn left, towards the university. The boys head outside and follow behind them, casually.  It isn’t until they’re nearly at the school that Holly looks over her shoulder and yells at them, “Are you guys going to this university?!”

“NAH WE WERE JUST STALKING YOU.” Sam shouts back, causing the girls to pause and look at each other nervously, as the boys approach.

“HE’S JOKING...I swear. Yes, we’re heading to the school.” Bucky recovers smoothly.

The girls fall back into step with the guys, it’s a little awkward and no one really says anything but still, the company is nice. Then they go their separate ways, Sam and Vanessa one way and Bucky another, leaving Holly to walk alone to the library.

“Huh, you don’t take psych do you?” Sam asks, as he and Nessa walk into the lecture hall.

“Sam I swear to– You idiot, yes… and we have a class together.”

“Huh”

“We’ve literally sat next to each other in this class SO many times...you clown.”

”Look I’m not the smartest, okay?”

“Oh shit really?” Nessa asks, pulling out her laptop and earning a nudge.

“Right ANYWAYS, I need you to tell me everything about Holly right now.” Vanessa kind of laughs at Sam’s request but he’s deadly serious.

“Only if you tell me everything about Bucky in return.”

“Nessie, I would give you my first born if it meant you’d set me up with your friend.” Sam grins, giving Vanessa puppy-dog eyes.

“I DON’T WANT HOLLY’S BABY…” She shouts, gaining a look from several classmates.

“At least we can agree that she will indeed be my wife.”

“Or just your super hot baby mama...I don’t make the rules.” Nessa shrugs as the professor makes his way to the podium.

“Now tell me how to woo her.”

“Okay...first of all ‘woo’??...is this the 16th century? JFC you moron. Second of all, keep that sort of shit up and she’ll be putty in your hands..she herself can be a moron sometimes.”

“Ahh yes, a moron, I can work with that, for I too am a moron.” He crosses his arms and Vanessa rolls her eyes, thinking wow, they are perfect for each other.

“Now tell me about Bucky.”

“He’s a simple man.” Sam mutters.

“Is that it?”

“Yea pretty much, he’s also a chicken so keep that in mind.” The professor starts getting everyone’s attention and everyone starts to quieten down as Vanessa whispers to Sam

“You literally ran out the door when you saw Holly.”

“Pffft go away,” he sinks into his seat and cringes at himself.

“Make me, Yosemite Sam.” She sticks her tongue out at him.

“Gross.” Vanessa ignores his quip and focuses on the lecture, feeling very gypped on information about Bucky.

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After class, Sam meets Bucky and Steve at the on-campus diner. Steve goes on about his recent idea of joining a Sugar Daddy app like it’s the greatest idea ever.

“Dude..you’re like 30.” Sam stares Steve down.

“And I have my own company, black cards, and too much money.” Steve responds.

“I’m hearing no reasons for joining a site full of gold diggers…” Sam turns to Bucky for help. But instead he berates Sam about being a dumb bitch.

“You can’t just tell strangers that we’re stalking them! Especially not cute ones.”

“It was a joke...and LochNess Monster is not a stranger.”

“Don’t call her that..” Bucky pouts.

“Someone’s jealous that he doesn’t have a nickname for his little girlfriend.”

“She is very smol… actually.” Bucky smiles and then notices Steve is staring at the table, “Steve you look like you’re thinking too hard...”

“What the fuck are you two on about?” He asks, finally looking up. Bucky realises they haven’t caught Steve up and he sits up a bit.

“OH, well man do I have a story for you…” Bucky starts in, with adjustments from Sam, both telling Steve about the girls and the back and forth conversations.

“You’re by far, the worst people at dealing with crushes that I’ve ever known” Steve sighs.

“But you do know us” Sam points out.

Holly and Vanessa walk into the diner with Peter and MJ hot on their toes and sit, unbeknownst to them, behind the boys. They have a perfect view of the guy’s backs, who are talking animatedly to the man across from them.

“So what’s your next move?” Bucky shuffles in his seat and scratches the back of his neck.

“I was thinking about asking Vanessa for her number but I’m not sure...” Holly kicks Vanessa’s leg under the table and she yelps loud enough for the boys to hear as they snap their heads round.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Sam asks, having gained some self confidence from his chat with Vanessa.

“WE StALkeD YOU HERE!” The girls, mimic at the same time and Peter and MJ just start laughing.

Steve turns and looks the group over, silently judging the two girls to be the ones from the story. He’s not quite sure who goes with who because, let’s be real here, they both look like dumbasses to Steve after that outburst. That is, until Sam slides over beside the two girls. One disappears under the booth and crawls out from under the table to go sit at their booth, probably not trying to be squished.

Bucky watches Vanessa climb like the child she is and stifles a laugh when she climbs up from under their booth to sit down beside Steve, setting her books down with a thud.

“Thought I’d give them some space.” She smiles and Bucky kind of just nods, trying not to lose his shit. It’s Steve’s turn to kick him under the table.

“Hello, I’m Steve Rogers.”

“Hey there Stevie Wonder, I’m Vanessa.” She takes his hand shaking it firmly before he excuses himself and leaves.

Sam is determined to make up for being a dumbbitch in every other interaction he’s had with Holly and sits down at their table with a “We have to stop meeting like this.”

Bucky and Vanessa just start cracking up while Peter and Mj mumble out a “We think we’ll take our food to go” and quickly escape the awkward.

Bucky starts apologizing to Vanessa about Sam and she’s like “Its okay, she likes it.”

“What do you like?” He asks quietly.

“YOU.” Nessa realizes she just said that out loud and gets super flushed, staring down at the table.

Bucky has no idea what to say to that. Because like fuck..he also likes her. He pulls the top book from her stack, noticing it’s on serial killers from the 19th century. He’s smiles, looking up at her.

“Oh, are you doing criminal justice too? This book is great. I used it for a midterm paper, my first year.”

“Ooh, what case did you use?” Vanessa asks, not ready to admit that serial killers just fascinate her and that she’s not a CJ student.

“I looked at H.H. Holmes, you know, America’s first serial killer.”

“No way! He’s my favorite!” Her eyes light up and she seems to realize how that sounds but Bucky can’t help smiling at her passion.

“I mean..not that I love serial killers or anything but...he was the first. My god. Did you hear about the Holmes-Ripper theory?” Vanessa is grateful he ignored her outburst and goes into depth about her favorite killer theories.

It’s Bucky’s turn to blush because holy shit she’s talking to him and she looks so interested, even when he rambles about one of his favourite cases that he’s working on for a mock trial. Meanwhile Holly laughs at Sam over her drink.

“We do” and he giggles a little but stops himself because fuck did he just giggle???

He starts picking at the sugar packets and then turns his head to her, “do you know the history of sugar?” he asks while holding up a sugar packet.

Holly shakes her head and rests her chin in her hand and elbow on the table “please tell me, I’m a sucker for history.”

Sam beams at her, he shifts in his seat holds up the packets. “Well! You’ll never believe this but it was actually first produced from sugarcane plants in northern India just after the first century CE.”

“Please tell me more.” Sam stumbles a little, he’s never gotten this far but she seems so interested.

“It then made its way to the medieval Islamic world and was further improved and developed there...andddd that’s all I know.” He grimaces, “truth be told, no one has ever stayed around to listen this far.”

“That’s a shame, I’d love to know more. Maybe some other time?” Sam bites back a smile and nods.

“I’ll come with cited notes and everything” he winks.

“Oh a man who can research, I like that” Holly bites her lip as Sam throws an arm over the back of the booth behind her.

“There’s lots of things you’d like about me.”

“Is that right,” Holly raises her eyebrows and Sam drops the sugar packet he’d been fidgeting with and opens and closes his mouth several times.

“I mean...maybe...I hope so…” he fumbles, quickly losing the confidence he’d gained from before, he wasn’t prepared for her to flirt back.

“I hope so too.”

“Are students allowed to come to mock trials, if they’re not in the class?” Vanessa asks, dipping a fry into the shake they’d been sharing.

“I think so...why? I-is that something you’d want to do?”

“Excuse me, watching you defend a serial killer?...I’d be STUPID not to go.”

Bucky can’t even comprehend why she’d want to sit through a boring mock trial but more power to her. “But you know the outcome already...it’s Manson.”

“Okay but first, Manson wasn’t a serial killer... he was a cult leader. And also...isn’t the point to try and get them to change the sentence?” Bucky just watches her, not quite believing he could meet someone so cool.

“Here, give me your phone,” Vanessa orders and he slides it over, unlocking it.

“Annnd THERE. You have to text me when you go to mock-trial.” Bucky gingerly takes his phone back, almost positive his face is going to burn off.

“I SWEAR IF YOU HOLD OUT ON ME...I’m never gonna talk to you again.” She warns.

“I would never.” He smiles and Vanessa thinks she might swoon then and there.

Sam overhears Bucky getting Vanessa’s numbers and decides he’s not going to let Bucky beat him, not that it’s a competition but he won’t have Bucky bragging all night.

“Maybe I uh... maybe I could get your number? That way when I finish my extensive research on the history of sugar I can let you know?” Holly giggles like a schoolgirl and hands Sam her phone, he puts his number in, adds a smiley face after his name and gives it back.

“Hey, why did Bucky say you called me a sex doll?” Holly’s eyes go wide and she stands from her seat and starts quickly gathering up her bag

“OH THAT-THAT’S NOT-NOPE NOTHING NEVERMIND THAT! VANESSA WE’RE GOING!” Vanessa breaks her stare with Bucky, looking back at Holly like WTF.

“Oh uh okay. Bye Bucket...Don’t forget to text me.” Vanessa smiles, sliding out of the booth and throws some money down, linking arms with Holly who is all but dragging Vanessa out of the cafe.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“UM WHAT WAS THAT?? WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT!” Vanessa whines, as they walk away.

“Yes..staring into eachothers eyes over a melted shake...is a moment, V.” Holly giggles. “I can’t fucking believe Bucky told him about that”

“Told him what?”

“SO you gave Bucky your number?!”

“DON’T CHANGE THE SUBJECT. What’d Bucky tell him?” Holly kind of sways a little throws her hands about trying to think of the right words.

“You remember when I said he called you a cat? Yea well I may have...perhaps...then claimed that Sam was his sex doll…”

“HOLLY what the fuck...You can’t just call people sex dolls!” Vanessa yells, catching a few looks from passersby.

”It was a JOKE! But fine whatever.”

“You’re an idiot.” Vanessa’s laughter suddenly bubbles up. “WOW, so glad I’m not you right now.”

They end up back at the apartment and are waiting for the elevator, Holly leans her head against the wall and pouts a little, “He must think I’m an idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot.” Sam’s voice comes from behind her.

“HOLY SHIT!” Vanessa yells, turning to the two guys. “You scared the hell out of me, Screech.”

Holly doesn’t look up and mumbles against the wall “It’s like I can still hear his voice.”

“Screech??” Bucky asks, extremely confused.

“...like Saved By the Bell.” Sam supplies, “Sorry...long legs. We travel fast.”

Holly looks up after hearing all three of them and can’t help but wish the world would open up and swallow her.

“Going up?” Vanessa jokes, as the elevator doors ding open.

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