Electricity (gwen stacy x reader)

If you love something let it go

After I had stopped staring at the hole the little blue ball made I looked down and remembered that I had just beat the shit out of a random dude. 

"Shit shit shit" I backed away from the mans body and then turned around on my heal and starting sprinting down the street away from him. Oh yeah this isn't suspicious. I ran down the street weaving in and out of peoples paths.  I ran all the way to times square when something stopped me, a feeling. I could feel every bulb, every screen, every wire. It was electrifying. I stood in the middle of times square surrounded by something I had never really felt. Peace. It was peaceful, the buzz of the lights. I took a moment to pause and breath in, trying to remember this feeling. The only time I have ever gotten close to this feeling was the night at the fair with Gwen. "Gwen" I whispered. I have to get back to Gwen. I have no where to go but to her, and no where I would rather go. I turned to start running to her apartment when I ran directly into someone. 

"Fuck! My shirt! My coffee!" I looked at the mans shirt and it was stained brown with coffee. 

"Shit I'm sorry man, but I need to go." I said trying to get past him, but he reached out and grabbed my wrist. 

"Apologize." He dug his finger nails into my wrist. I looked up at his face, Harry. "Y/N?"

"Is this how you talk to strangers?" I asked pulling my arm away from him. "I'd hate to see how you talk to people you know." He stared me down, glaring at me. 

"I have a meeting and now I look like this. Thanks." His glare turned into a smirk. "Your more of a nuisance to me, and I thought you were here to benefit me." Does he know how mine and his parents deal? 

"what the hell does that mean?" I raised my eyebrows at him. 

"Oh nothing." he smiled at me "except for the nuisance thing, that's everything." 

"really? how so?"

"Well you spill coffee on me and you spend more time with my girlfriend then me." 

"Oh so this is a jealousy thing? Must be a secure relationship." I smirk at him. He reached forward and grabbed both of my wrists, pushing them down. 

"Don't you ever fucking comment on my relationship with Gwen again." He spit onto my face. We were so close that a sudden movement we would bang heads. 

"Get out of my face." I spit back at him.

"You really think your good for her? You're holding her back, how can she succeed when she's dragging your ass around. Your probably a filthy whore drug addict. You would let some guy fuck you for a buck. How is that any good for her?" 

"I'm not a fucking whore, and I'm better for Gwen then you bitch."

"Better for Gwen than me?" Harry chuckled. "I'm a fucking millionaire genius, you have nothing. You are nothing. I could buy the apartment building you living in. I could pay for all of Gwen's education. If Gwen wanted a fucking castle in Germany I wouldn't even need to buy her one, because I already own one. How on Earth are you better for her than me?" Harry stepped back and let go of my wrists. He stared at me for a moment then started laughing. "Wait a second, do you like Gwen?" I stared Harry down. He snorted. "Oh my god! Your a faggot! You really think Gwen's a dyke? Because she most defiantly is not, and even if she was you would be the last person she dates." Harry clasped his hands together and smirked at me. "How do you think she would react if I told her someone she's had sleepovers with, her 'best friend' had a little crush on her?" Harry leaned in close again, and was standing in such a way that made me feel like he was a teacher and I was a kinder gardener. "Because I think she wouldn't take it that well." He chuckled again. "You know this has been fun, we should do it again sometime, I love playing a game when the other person thinks they have a chance, and I destroy them. Y/N I have destroyed you." Harry gave a little condescending bow, and walked away.