Spideychelle one-shots

Almost part 2

Read the first part before reading this one!!

MJ's POV

My first thought was to take Peter to the hospital, but then I remembered about his identity. My second thought was, who shot him? I look around and find a big, beefy guy around 6'5 with a pistol in his huge hands. I wanted to just go at him and beat the ever living snot out of him, but what about Peter. I just stared at this random guy, probably looking stupid for another moment, then I bolted out of there. Peter was a little heavy, but I was strong enough to not only haul him out of there, but to also out run the shoot-shoot gun-gun guy. 

A long time of running later, we get to my house. My parents were out, as always, so I had the house to myself. I went inside and locked the door. Soon after I looked out the window and to no one's surprise the big guy was running towards me. He was going slow, and seemed to be out of breath, but he was coming. I picked out my house phone and dialed 911. 

"911 what's your emergency?" said the operator.

"My name is Michelle Jones. I live on [insert address here] and there is a man outside my house. I also need an ambulance for my friend who was shot by said man," I answered as calmly as possible. 

"Alright Michelle stay where you are, the police are on their way. Stay on the line and keep me updated with your friend, ok?" The lady said. 

I made sure to tell her everything she needed to know until the police and paramedics arrived. I also managed to change him out of his suit and into some clothes that he had left here. He always said they were "just in case." I always though he meant he might soil his pants or something but now I get it. I hung up the phone and got a still unconscious Peter outside. After he was in the ambulance I told the police about the big man with the pistol. The police said that they had been looking for the guy for months, so not good. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip to an hour later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was driving to the hospital to go see Peter. It hadn't been that long since they took him there but I cared about him. I needed to make sure it wasn't too serious. When I got there I checked in and went to Peter's room. He looked okay. A bandage on his head. Something on his lower shoulder, where he was shot. He didn't have much hooked up to him, just a heart monitor and a few other things. I sat in the chair next to his bed and pulled out a book. Maybe reading would take my mind off the horrible situation. 

Peter's POV

I woke up in a bright, white room. The first thing I saw was what I thought was an angel, but it was just MJ. My first thought was, where am I? How did I get here? I'm sure MJ knows the answer. She always knows the answer. 

"MJ?" I said sleepily.

MJ look up from her book and her once dull face lit up. Now I really think I'm seeing an angel. 

"Peter! You're awake!" MJ exclaimed.

"What happened?"

"Don't you remember? You were shot."

Everything came rushing back. All of it. It came back so fast my head hurt a little. Or maybe that was from the bandage on my head. 

"Do you know when I can get out of here?" I asked.

"No, but we can get a doctor," MJ replied. 

She got a doctors attention. That doctor then got another doctor who told us all the details. I would have to keep the bandages on for about a week. He also said I could most likely leave tomorrow if I'm ok in the morning. After that guy left, MJ looked to be tearing up. 

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said with a smile, "I'm just glad you're ok."

"That's sweet," I said.

"Well yeah, I could've lost my favorite loser! Now be quiet, you're making me all mushy."

"Hehehe," I chuckled with an evil grin.

"Alright loser, before I almost lose you again I need to tell you something," MJ said rather seriously.

"Ok, tell me," I answered.

"Peter, I like you. A lot. I have for a while now."

"I really like you, too."

She leaned in, I tried the best I could to do the same. We both closed our eyes and let it happen. The worst day of my life ended in the best way possible.

Happy New Years! If it's not New Years for you yet or New Years has already pasted then happy normal day to you. Holy crap am I pooped after this one. It's 2 in the morning as I'm writing this. I was so close to getting 1,000 words with this one. I try to make my stories as long as possible but this one is a bit shorter. Anyways, hope you enjoyed reading. You guys mean the world to me. Honestly seeing your comments on the last one made me sooooo happy you don't even know. As I was saying, I love you guys, and I'm gonna go to bed. Bye!

-Sweetie