One Dance 3: Illusions

24.

You woke up with your back to Peter, his arm hanging loosely over you while you faced the wall.

You couldn't see the clock, but light was coming through the window bright enough to let you know it wasn't still nighttime.

Peter's breathing was slow and steady behind you, his face completely restful and mostly healed from the day before. You hated to disturb him, but you needed to get back to your room before anyone caught you.

Moving slowly, you managed to slip away from Peter and off the bed. You found your bottoms and underwear, but your top was nowhere to be found.

The clock read 7:49, and you weren't eager to waste anymore time. You stole Peter's shirt from the night before and hurried over to the door, checking the peephole to see if either of the teachers were patrolling the hallway.

You opened the door, and upon realizing the coast was clear, made a quick run back to your hotel room.

You also stupidly realized that you didn't have your key. You didn't even remember if you had brought it with you to Peter's the night before, but that didn't matter now.

You knocked on your door, softly at first, and then a little louder in an attempt to not scare the living daylights out of Sam.

The door opened within twenty seconds, Sam half-dressed and wide awake in the doorway.

Her smirk said it all; she knew what went down.

"Nice shirt," she commented, pulling you into the room and shutting the door. "Girl, you better tell me everything, like...right now."

***

You spent the next thirty minutes packing up and telling her about everything that had happened last night, as well as what had been going on between you and Peter regarding Mysterio.

"I'm sorry I had to keep it from you for so long," you said sadly, brushing out your hair. "I didn't want to put you in more danger."

"You don't have to defend yourself, y/n, I trust you. Being friends with two superheroes doesn't mean I always get to know everything."

She smiled and winked at you, making you laugh.

"Thanks for understanding."

She nodded. "I'm glad you two made up."

"I'm extremely glad we made up," you laughed, your face getting a little warm.

You grabbed the last of your things, eager to get back outside and see the last of London before you had to go home.

You grabbed your keycard and shut the door; you hadn't taken it with you last night after all.

"Well I've got some good news: while you and Peter were off being superheroes, I got plenty of really good pictures. Plus the cute ones of us in Italy."

"I can't wait to see them," you smiled, taking a left turn to enter the staircase. Luck would have it that Peter and Ned would be coming by at the exact same time.

Sam looked away from him quickly as she tried to stifle a laugh. Ned did the same, and Peter's face went hot almost immediately.

"I'll see you on the bus," said Sam, smirking again as she walked down the stairs with Ned ahead of you and Peter.

"Morning," you said awkwardly, your voice catching in your throat as you tried to greet him. Your face had managed to become warmer than his, if that was even possible.