Tony's P.O.V.
After the movie had finished I went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face.
Keep it together Tony. He doesn't matter.
"Tony?"
"I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute." I called back to Luke running my hand through my hair.
Looking at myself in the mirror I sighed and dried my face quickly before leaving the bathroom.
Looking around for Luke I walked over to him once I spotted him flirting with the girl behind the concessions counter. Waiting beside the counter I stared off into space until someone tapped my shoulder.
"You ready to go?"
"Yeah. Let's go." I mumbled walking towards the exit quickly, wanting to get home as quickly as possible.
Once we reached the car I opened my door and slid in staring out the window as Luke revved the engine, showing off. Rolling my eyes I muttered lowly to myself about idiotic boys turning to stare at Luke when the stinging in my cheek registered.
"What the hell!?"
"What? Your getting out of line."
"Excuse you? Who exactly do you think you are?"
"Your boyfriend? Seriously Tony for as smart as you are, you really are dumb."
"You're not, and I repeat not, my boyfriend." I spat crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at the teenage boy beside me as his hands clenched on the wheel.
"Whatever. Get out of my car. Don't call me when Rogers breaks your heart. Again."
"Fuck you Luke." I slammed the car door, not realizing we'd already made it back to my house, walking up to my porch as he backed out of my driveway nearly hitting my car as he did before he took of down the road.
I went inside and straight to my bedroom undressing before flopping down onto my bed and closing my eyes exhausted.
