Your Pov:
Peter walked with me to my locker, which was actually really nice. Don't get me wrong, Ned is an amazing friend, but he acts so suspicious when me and Peter are around, like he is hiding something. I guess I'll find later.When we arrived at my locker, Peter looked at me with a cute smile on his face.
"My locker is just at the other side of the path, so if you need help or something, just walk up to me."
"I'll remember it, thank you." I said, while smiling too.
I could feel I was blushing, so I turned to my locker and started to put some stuff in it. When I was almost done, I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. I turned around, ending up with my face way too close to Flash's. I stepped back, against my locker.
"Hey beautiful, how are you?" he asked.
"Uhm, fine. Why do you ask?" I answered, very confused.
Stupid mistake, I realised later. He smiled with a really weird smile.
"How about I take you on a date, and you give me something after." ending with a wink that was really inappropriate.
"Look Flash, I think I read the signs wrong. You see, I'm flattered, but I'll pass. You're not my type." I said, realizing where this was going.
"Oh, then what is your type? I can be many things." he said as he held onto my hand.
"Oh, I bet you can. But there is one thing that you can never be. And that is nice, kind or respective. I don't know you that well, but I know exactly what kind of guy you are. You are rude, selfish and disrespectful. So I politely decline." I said, ripping my hand from his grip.
I wanted to walk away, but this time he pushed me against the wall of lockers. I started to feel my breath get heavier, noticing I had a panic attack. I closed my eyes, but I heared a familiar voice.
"Stay the hell away from her, Flash!"
Peter's Pov:
When I saw Flash pushing Y/n to the wall, something snapped in me."Stay the hell away from her, Flash!" I yelled at him, walking over.
I pushed him on the shoulder, causing him to fall on the ground. I turned to Y/n, when I saw her shaking on her feet, breathing heavily and with tears in her eyes.
"Y/n, are you okay?" I asked her, but I realised she was to stressed to talk.
I put an arm over her shoulder and guarding her to the front door. She had to go home, immediately.
On the way to the door, I tried to call Happy to pick her up, but he didn't answer.
"Okay Y/n, hold very close onto me. Whatever you do, do not let go, okay?"
She nodded, so I picked her up and activated my Spider-Man suit in an alley.
"Y/n, do you trust me?" I asked her.
She nodded again, but I could see she was really scared. I started to swing across the sky, all the way to Stark Tower. When I landed in front of the door, I put her down. I looked at her, and her face was really pale.
Look, I had to do something, so I picked her up bridal style and carried her inside.
I saw Mr Stark sitting in the living room, so I walked towards him. When he saw that I was holding Y/n, he started to freak out.
"Oh my god, what happened? Why is she looking so pale? Did she have a panic attack? Who did this to her?"
"I'll explain later, but first we need to take to somewhere she can rest. She is literally about to faint from the stress."
Mr Stark took her to her room, which was next to mine.
"How did I never notice that she basically lived next to me? Why do I even bother, she's way out of my league. She doesn't even see you like that, Peter you are just friends to her." I thought in my mind.
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Life is not a Fairytale (PeterParkerxReader)
FanfictionY/n Stark, the 15 year old daughter of Tony Stark, has been isolated from the world. The only people who know about her, her parents and godparents, want to keep it that way. But when the other Avengers accidentally find out, her life has just reall...