Peter Parker x Y/N (Tom Holland story)

13| The detention

Y/N POV
Peter was sat in detention, his head in his hands.

There was only one other person in the detention with him, but I didn't know who he was.

The teacher who was sat in the detention looked like he was falling asleep, so I used that to my advantage.

I knocked on the window, quietly enough so that the teacher didn't hear me.

Peter immediately looked up and saw me.

He smiled and then mouthed some words to me.

"What are you doing." He mouthed.

I got my phone out and sent him a text message so that I didn't have to say anything.

"I'm here to get you out of detention." I texted him.

I walked towards the door so that I could go Into the classroom.

"Hi sir, some kids are running around the hall and Miss Baker said that she needed your help."

The teacher got up from his desk and informed the kids in detention not to leave.

"Come on Peter." I said as the teacher left the classroom.

Peter took my hand and we both ran out of the classroom.

We heard a teacher call out our names, but we just ran faster.

We came to a larger crowd and ran through it so that we could blend in.

We were now coming to the entrance of the school and were ready to run out until a loud noise came from behind us.

"What was that?" I asked Peter.
"I don't know, but I need to go." Peter said.

"But how will you change into your suit. There are so many people here." I said.

"Just try and distract some people and don't let them see me." Peter said.

Peter was now leaving so that he could go and change into his suit.
"LOOK!" I shouted loudly, "OVER THERE!"

My plan worked and everyone looked over to where I was pointing.

I was honestly surprised that people would look away from what's going on and actually listen to me, but I didn't think about that.

They weren't looking at where I was pointing for too much time, but I'm guessing it was enough time for Peter to not be the centre of attention.

Peter was now fighting the big storm monster.

It looked similar to the water one, but this time it looked like a large storm in a form of a person or some kind of creature.

I went outside to where Peter was to make sure that he wasn't getting injured.

As I walked outside of the school, a big wave of wind crashed into me and I fell to the floor in pain.

My arm was bleeding and the whole side of my body was in pain.

I stayed on the ground, my head resting on the floor, but now Peter wasn't in my view.

I tried to turn to see what was going on, but a shock of pain ran through my body and I was unable to move.

The noise from the storm monster was becoming quieter, so I assumed Peter had somewhat defeated it.

I attempted to turn my body, as I had been in the same position for around 2 minutes.

My body slightly turned and I could see the man that had saved the day with the water monster.

Mysterio, that was his name I thought. I tried to look for Peter, but I could no longer see him.

"Y/N!" Someone called.

It was Peter, he was running over to me as his voice was getting louder.

My eyes were closed because of the pain throughout my body, but I tried with all the strength I had left to open them.

"You're going to be ok. Stay with me Y/N." Peter said, I could hear the pain in his voice, but i couldn't see his face.

I was now in Peter's arms and was being carried, I was unaware of where we were going, but I didn't have the strength to think about it.

The last thing I heard was Peter and I assume I blacked out because all I heard from there was a loud ringing noise.

I woke up to a bright light shining in my eyes.

I was strong enough to look around and to my side I saw Peter. He looked scared.

His hand was holding onto mine.
"Y/N, can you hear me?" Peter asked nervously.

I didn't answer, I just nodded to his question.

I was laying in a hospital bed.

My arm hurt and so did my chest. Every breath I took was painful.

It was a sharp pain, like a quick stab in my rib cage.

"Is she going to be ok?" Peter asked the doctor.

I didn't hear the doctors reply because the ringing in my ears was back.

"You're going to be ok." Peter whispered as tears rolled down his cheek. "I love you so much. I'm so sorry that you got hurt, this is all my fault." Peter's voice was shaking and I could still hear the pain in his voice.

Peter's held my hand and was stroking my palm softly.

"You'll be ok." He kept saying.

I couldn't respond to anything he said to me because of the pain, but I could hear every last word he said.

I opened my eyes finally and looked over at Peter.

"I love you." I whispered softly and then closed my eyes again.