avengers one-shot

drive safe

Summary: Peter's week was hell and he needed a distraction.

(A/N: Posting two chapters today because I have a competition for two days so I thought two chapter would make it up :))

// TW: Accidents, sad things //

Peter grab his keys and head out from the apartment. He had the worst week in his life. His friends are getting far from distant, making him felt left out so he became a "rogue" among his friends.

He didn't know where to go. He could see his life becoming better, but suddenly a construction road would turn up on every road that he chose. He felt his life is going really slow within every moment.

He unlock his phone the clock shows that its already 3.45 a.m. Day by days, he realized that Aunt May was getting home really late, sometimes she was never home. He would wait for her but he noticed the pattern in his home.

He speed down the road, just trying to distract his mind from this week events. He felt like his is slowly falling apart. He wanted to go back to the good times but its a past tense.

Memories flashes in his mind as he keep driving. The memories of laughter0 shared between his friends and family. The smiling faces of his friends and families. He cherish each one of them.

He would ask himself everyday, are we there yet? He did reached his destination in life but he gone way too far from the destination, leading him to nowhere.

He just plastered a smile on his face, knowing that better days will come. But thoughts came bashing on his mind. He just hit the pedal aggressively and cry out his heart.

He's trying to avoid the rain along his journey. He wanted them to be gone so the sun would shine on him again. When he smile, it never feels the same again, as if those smiles were made to be sad.

He remind himself to drive safely. He wants to see his family when the sun rise. He wanted to feel the warm touch that he will never had enough as it always comforts him.

Everyday, his smiles turns into frowns real quick. He's not even sure if he had gotten any sleep lately. The times went by really slow everytime he stay up and just contemplating his life.

Growing up felt like a short time. His childhood favorite things, milk with cookies and cream just disappear from his life. He wondered the good things have gone to because they never show up again.

He came across few polaroids that he kept on the dashboards. He was really grateful for the memories that they made with his friends and families, it was the best time that he had.

The traffic light turns to red and he hit the brake but the car didn't stop. His brain went dead for a minute, he didn't know what to do, he didn't know how to fix it.

"Shit." He hit the brake pedal numerous time but it just won't stop. When he came to his realization, he starts to jog down the memory lane once again.

The time he had with May when she was in the kitchen, cooking Peter's favorite food.

The time he had with Tony when they were in Germany, he used to called him Underoos.

The time he had with Ned when he was all about LEGO and he would invite Peter to his house to set up LEGO Star Wars.

The time he had with MJ when they were at Liz's party, where he fell in love with her for the first time.

The time he had with Happy, when he pick Peter up from school and show him the cool features in the car.

A bright white headlights flashes in Peter's eyes and that was the last thing he remembered.

The truck stopped, and he hop out. He went over to the car to see a bleeding and lifeless boy. He got panicked so he hop into the truck and flee off from the scene.

Soon after that, Peter wake up with his car upside down. The car was pretty much wrecked so good. He push down the door and he get out from the car. He look around the place and it seems unfamiliar.

The car had a good impact especially from the passenger's seat. If the truck was coming from his side, he could've been dead. He rip off his sleeve and cover his bleeding forehead.

He just breakdown in the middle of the road. He didn't know what happened, he has total zero idea about where he is. He saw a small bright light near the car and he grab it.

He look at the phone and just open anything that looks familiar to him. Unfortunately, nothing seems familiar about it but a tall building with the capital A beside it looks familiar.

He shoot his head up and look around again. He caught a glimpse of the familiar tower. He limp towards the building and he bash into the lobby.

There's no one in the building but he heard a robotic female voice. He step into the elevator and go up. He just stare at the elevator weirdly, he didn't even press any button but they al ready went up.

The elevator opened and it reveals two men with a woman hanging out at the kitchen island. They look so horrified when they saw Peter's condition.

A limping leg with a phone covered in blood in his right hand. There were lots of cuts on his face with blood dripping from a big cut on his forehead.

The brown hair man stand up and he walks toward Peter, but he took a few steps back.

He stop right where he is and felt weird. The woman and the other man did the same too but Peter take a step backward.

He can feel the adrenaline rush in his heart. The blood rushing in his vein is so fast and he can feel the panic coursing through his veins.

"Are you alright?" The brown hair man asked. He just furrowed his eyebrows and look at his surrounding.

He slowly approach Peter but Peter put his fists up. "Calm down, its me." He wipe away his hair from his face and put his hand on his face. "Look at me." The man put Peter's face right in front of his, trying to make him focus.

He's starting to calm down as felt the warmth on his cheeks but the adrenaline still kick in his body. He opened his mouth, trying to say something.

"Its alright, you're safe." The man hugged. Peter felt weird so he didn't hug back. The man just keep stroking hair, which calms him down.

"Now, look at me. Its me, Tony. Tell me, what's wrong?" He asked.

Peter look Tony straight into the eyes with sad and confuse mixed together.

"Who's Tony?"