The key to your heart (Peter x Harley)

4. Harley Keener

Peter POV.

"Pete, this is Harley."
I glare at the boy from where I'm sitting in my wheelchair. I don't wanna be stuck to this guy, teaching him piano. I don't give a damn.

I roll my eyes and wheel past him, ignoring his outstretched hand. At the end of the hallway I turn around.
"Are you coming or what? I thought you wanted to learn piano." I snark.
He looks at me surprised before jogging towards me. On his legs. That work.

I lead him into the music room where I park myself next to the piano and sign for him to sit down on the chair. "So, Harley huh? Think you can learn piano?" I say in a bored tone. He excitedly nods.

"Yeah, I think with practice I can become good at it!" He says kindly.
He smiles akwardly while playing with his sleeves as I stare him up and down. He's kinda cute, his smile is absolutely- woah! Hey keep it together!

I raise a brow and sigh. "Let's start then."

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After a few hours we were ready to take a little break, I wheel myself to the kitchen and ask if he wanted anything to drink in a bored tone.

"Oh, uhm. Water's fine." He says, looking around the kitchen. I nod and reach for the cabinet. Shit. With a deep sigh I turn to him.

"You might need to get your glass yourself because I can't reach them anymore."

He smiles akwardly and opens the door, grabbing a glass and filling it with water.

"So." I begin "Ya got anything interesting in your life or are you one of those airheads?"

He chuckles nervously, his thumb rubbing the glass in a socially stressed way.
"Well, I- I like science.. and reading I guess. Sometimes I go in the shed in our garden to mess with my inventions a bit. Those kinda things."

I raise my brows: "Science type too huh? Well me too, or- at least before this shit happened" I say, patting my useless limbs

He frowns, God, I already know what he's gonna say..
"Oh I'm s-"

I raise my hand quickly: "Safe it. I'm not a baby and I don't need your belittling pity! Let's just continue the lesson."  I say as a wheel back to the piano room with a sigh.

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"No.." I say with a half hearted smirk
"That's still a C, you need an A at that part." God you're stupid.. I think to myself.

He sighs and puts his head down on the keys, making a jingling noise through the room. "God I'm so bad at this, I'll never learn."

I raise a brow at him, blinking confusedly: "Why do you even want to learn it so bad?"

Probably not a good question because after that he turns his head away, his shoulder tensing.
"I'd rather not talk about it right now." He sighs sadly.

I nod: "Fine. But if you want to learn, you gotta make mistakes or you can't make progress, so try again."

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After a few torturous hours of him playing the basics and messing up constantly the lessons over and I guide Harley to the elevator.

"It was nice meeting you Peter, thanks for taking this time for me, I appreciate you helping me learn." He smiles, trying to be polite.

I nod slowly, telling him it's no problem. We briefly make eye contact as the elevator doors shut and then he's gone for today.

With my last strength I wheel myself into my room and flip myself onto my bed, not being able to stop myself from thinking about him.

"He's got something charming to him I can't shake" I think to myself as I close my eyes

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Sup my dudes dudettes and non-binary croquettes.
Sorry that took a while lol, I'm bad at writing
I hope you enjoy this chapter and let me know if there's something you'd like to see in upcoming one's
Bye for now,