I was here a couple of months but the time has gone fast. I met all of the lost boys , they held a massive grudge against me at first but now we are all inseparable.
I was especially close to Peter. He has shown me every inch of the island and told me every secret of it , I have learnt a lot about him too. It wasn't to long until I formed a crush on Peter.
He has a split personality , one minute he can be so caring and worrying and loving but then he can change. He can be so angry , aggressive and dark.
It's his bad side that scares me but who doesn't it scare? Today was one of Peters bad days. Me and the other lost boys could tell because the first thing he did when he walked out of his tent was kicking one of the other lost boys breakfast out of his hands then followed by yelling very offensive things to him. After that Peter walked into the jungle , not telling us where he was going or what he was doing.
We all kept our heads down and stayed quite , we all now not to annoy him when he's in a bad mood especially when it's morning.
It is around 8 O' clock now and none of us have seen Peter since the incident tis' morning. We all just did our normal jobs or doings.
" Y/N can you go out and fill these bottles full of water? " Felix asked.
" yah sure no problem " I had no problem walking into the jungle at night , it calmed me down if anything.
I picked up a bag and threw all the bottles into it and threw the bag across my shoulders and threw my jacket on and pulled my hood up the the cold couldn't get me.
I started my trek into the jungle , there was a fresh water pool that wasn't to far from the camp , it was around a 10 minute walk. As I was walking I kept my head down and shoved my hands into my pockets.
It was unusually quite , usually there was some form of animals calling to one another or crickets chirping. It made me feel on edge so I took out my knife and held it close to me.
I wasn't far from the pool but I started walking at a much faster pace. I saw the clearing at the end of the path by the pool.
As I walked into the clearing I looked around cautiously , I started walking over to the pool.
" So your trying to escape now Y/N ?! " I screamed in fright and jumped around to see Peter standing in front of me with a disgusted look on his face.
"Because it looks like your trying to escape because you have your bag and its looks full you're wearing your jacket with your hood up and your holding your knife , so to me it looks like your trying to escape or run away " He yelled again. I started trembling with fear , Peter never yelled at me .
I couldn't utter any words , I just stared at Peter in fear. This angered him more and he took 3 strides toward me so he was right in front of me. I could see now that his face was red with anger.
" why would care anyway if I left ?" I asked in curiosity , I always wondered if anyone would cared if I left.
" Why would I care?! I would care because you make me happy , your the only person who understands what I went through , your always there for me no matter what and anytime your near me I get this weird feeling in my stomach like it's doing flips or anytime your hand brushes against mine i get this warm feeling like a electric current run in through my body and its a feeling I don't want to loose , please don't go Y/N "
I was stunned for two reasons he seriously thought I was leaving and that he felt the same way about me.
"Peter I wasn't leaving , Felix asked me to fill the water bottles so I stuffed them all into my bag and I put on my jacket and put up my hood because I was cold and I was holding my knife because it was to quite for my liking "
" but it's good to know that you feel the same about me" I looked down at my feet
I looked up to Peter , he looked happy but shocked. He closed the distance between us.
" well then it's a good thing I can do this " He said before cupping my cheek and pressing his lips against mine. His lips felt perfect against mine , our lips moved in sync together. I pulled back and rested my forehead against his. A huge smile on my face
" I have to fill the bottles " i whispered followed by us laughing
" screw the bottles " Peter whispered before reattaching his lips to mine
A/N I haven't edited this and I haven't written much "romantic " things so sorry if this isn't good , leave requests in the comments
