A Sunday Kind of Love- a Peter Parker x Reader story

Chapter 17

A/n: Ok so this chapter is just going to be how Y/n met a few of the side characters. I don't want this book to just be solely the relationship between Peter and Y/n because that isn't all that she is focused on in this book. So enjoy this is a little different from what I usually write so I apologize if it's a little rocky.

Y/n's POV on how she met.....

Sam-
I had heard stories about Sam from Peter but I hadn't met him when I first got here. The first impression he had of me was at three A.M..

I had just gotten comfortable at the tower and I wasn't feeling so nervous all the time. One night, I had just gotten my period so I felt like death. Peter was gone for school so I didn't have anyone to entertain me. I was rummaging under my bathroom counter for pain pills when I found a box of temporary purple hair dye.

Flash forward to a few hours later, the shower was running and the box of hair dye was opened, it's contents scattered out on the counter.

Remember, I'm incredibly booksmart, but street smart? Not a single brain cell.

"Okay Y/n. It's only temporary. Even though you're doing this without anyone knowing, no. You're thinking too hard just fuck it." I said to myself. Everyone's asleep. No ones gonna know. I grabbed the box and started to read the instructions. I opened up the bottle and immediately started having second thoughts. I grabbed my phone and called Peter.

"Hello?" He didn't sound tired but I still felt bad.
"What are you doing up?" I asked him.
"Having a mental breakdown." He answers emotionlessly.
"Oh my god literally same. Are you trying to dye your hair purple too?"
"What- no. Don't do it Y/n."
"Why not?"
"You'll immediately regret it in the morning." He told me and I snort.
"Thats what she said." I could hear him laugh quietly.
"Still, Tony's gonna be pissed if you come to breakfast tomorrow looking like Barney barfed on your head." I rolled my eyes.
"Pshh it won't look like that. Besides it's temporary."
"Y/n it won't come out for a couple weeks."
"Well I don't care. I'm bored out of my mind and if you don't want to help me then screw you." Again, I was moody and I hung up on him.

About fifteen minutes later, midway through the dying process, Sam opened the door.
"Y/n? What are you doing-"
"Please don't tell Tony." I begged and he chuckled.
"Hey don't worry kid. Why are you doing it right now it's like four in the morning." He shut the door and leaned against the counter.
"Because. I couldn't sleep and I was bored out of my mind so here it is." I motioned to my hair  that was fully dyed to my knowledge. He looked at my hair and then furrowed his brows.
"You missed a spot." He pointed to the back of my head and I cursed under my breath.
"Dammit. I cant see back there."
"Here. Let me do it." He put his hand out for the brush and I gave it to him.

And that was how Sam and I met. He helped me dye the rest of my hair purple but it didn't entirely work because I forgot to do most of the steps on the instructions. Sam brings the memory up a lot and I usually shut it down before Peter can give me that I told you so look.

Peter Quill/the other guardians of the galaxy-

I met the guardians on one of the first days I was brought to the tower. I had just been unpacking and listening to a Blue Swede vinyl when I heard some commotion from downstairs. I ignored it and kept on decorating my room. I had found a bunch of little records at a thrift store down the street so I decided to hang them up in my room. I heard the elevator ding at the end of the hall and then a loud group of people arguing. I could make out Tony's voice but the others were foreign.

"Oh sweet Tony I didn't know you were a Blue Swede fan!" A man says and starts to sing along to the music. I laugh and keep to myself.
"That isn't my music. That would be my niece. Y/n? Come and meet some people for me." I turn down the music and walk out to the hallway.