Deadpool x Reader part 2

-Wade's point of view-

Once he got back to his "headquarters" he plopped himself down on his couch and flipped on the T.V. to see if there was anything good on. After scrolling through numerous channels, he found a show he wanted to watch and he kicked back in his reclining chair and watched the show. Although he was fairly entertained by the show he was watching, he couldn't help but wonder who the girl he had just met was. How did he know her? Why would she seem so familiar if she were a stranger?
    'She was pretty cute, regardless of who she was.... Too bad I didn't ask for her name, or number at that....', he thought.
He eventually gave up on watching his show due to being distracted by his thoughts, so he got up and went to get ready for bed.
    'Maybe some sleep will get my mind off this.' he thought as he lied down on his bed after getting all ready. He stares up at the ceiling, slowly closes his eyes and soon drifts off to sleep.


-Your point of view-

After a long night of hanging out with your best friend, you decided to head back home because you were feeling tired and a bit spacey due to the encounter with the mysteriously familiar man. Walking down the side streets, you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw nothing out of place but you couldn't shake the feeling away. You picked up your pace, adjusting your purse over your shoulder. After about 10 more minutes of walking, you finally reached your apartment. Walking up the stairs to your floor, you thought,
    'Maybe I've passed him at the grocery store?.... No, it couldn't be that.... He seemed too familiar, like I've met him before....'.
You get to your room and pull out your keys when you're confronted by your next door neighbor, Joey, whom was currently drunk. Joey looks you up and down, smirking to himself.
    "Heeeeey hot stuff~ Where have you been?", he asked. You sighed and unlocked your door. Not wanting to deal with Joey at the moment you shrug and look at him.
    "Out and about with *insert best friend's name here*, you know, the usual.", you said. He nods a little, leans against his door frame, crossing his arms.
    "Ah I see... When were you," he hics, "going to get me her number again?", he questioned. By this point you were getting slightly annoyed by your drunken neighbor but you didn't want to be rude so you say,
    "Oh right! I completely forgot about that! I meant to do that tonight but we got caught up in talking and hanging out that it slipped my mind. My apologies." He nods a little and looks at you.
    "Wanna come inside my place and have a few drinks?", he said. Shaking your head, you smile politely and say,
    "Thanks but no thanks. I'm pretty tired and I just want to sleep." You go inside your apartment, shut the door and lock it. You breath out an irritated sigh as you take off your jacket and hang it up. Walking into your room, you put your purse on your nightstand and get ready for bed. After laying down, you curl up and hold the blankets close to you as you close your eyes and drift off to sleep.