After cleaning up the fire work mess, Mj, Michelle, Peter, Gwen, and Harry all decided to stay outside. Letting everybody else stay inside. Everyone outside could tell that Harry had way too much to drink again.
"Guys I feel like such an asshole." The very drunk Harry cried. They were all sat around his fire pit now- on his balcony. A beer in everyone's hand. There were not enough seats so Mj sat on Peters lap, which made him quite flustered. Especially after what happened inside.
"Wait why?" Michelle said, sitting closest to Harry.
"I tried to set Gwen up with Peter. Knowing he was with Mj." He cried into his arm.
"Jesus." Gwen muttered taking a swig of her drink, not looking at Mj or Peter.
"I was being petty, Mary Jane im so sorry." He walked on his knees over to Peter and Mjs seat. "I was being unfair, cause your a stark. I just assumed you'd be an ass like dad said you would be. But your not! Your so unnecessarily nice. Please forgive me." He said looking up at them.
"Oh Harry it's okay. I guess." Mj said not knowing how to reply. Looking to Peter for help.
"What can I do to earn your forgiveness?" He offered.
"Nothing I forgive you. We forgive you." Mj looked at Peter and he nodded.
"And Gwen, I'm sorry I talked Peter up just for him to have a girlfriend. I know you were excited." Harry said turning to Gwen.
"Harry please, this is already so embarrassing just stop okay?" Gwen cringed.
"Okay okay I'll stop I'm sorry." He sat back in his seat. They all uncomfortably took a swig of their drink.
The night finished off more fun. Mj and peter went inside, she having a little too much to drink but she didn't care.
"My dads a cop you know." Gwen raised her eye brow at Mj chugging her 5th beer. Mj's eyes went wide and choked on her drink. "Don't worry I won't tell." Gwen laughed and Mj sighed.
Michelle and Harry had snuck off half an hour ago giggling down the hall like children. Mj had never seen Michelle so- so smiley.
"Dance with me Peter!" Mj said a little too loud. Surrounded by the remaining drunk dancing graduates. Peter playfully rolled his eyes. The song turned to a slow one. He began to sway with her.
"What song should we have our first dance too?" He asked.
"Pheromones obviously." Mj giggled.
"Obviously." Peter smirked playfully. Mj yawned. "You okay?"
"Mhm. Just sleepy." She quietly told him.
"I have a feeling that Harry probably won't want to clean up tonight. I'll come back tomorrow morning and help." Peter moved hair out of her face. "Just gotta worry about getting you home."
"You act like I'm so difficult." Mj drunkenly smirked.
"Your gonna fall asleep on the car ride home." Peter laughed.
"Oh I'm planning on it." She yawned again.
"Sit here." He pulled her to a set next to Ned.
"Sup." Ned said pulling down his sun glasses.
"Why does he have," she hiccuped, "sun glasses indoors?" Mj asked.
"I have no idea. I'm going to find Harry and tell him goodbye. Then we'll go home." He kissed her cheek and walked to find Harry's room.
"Ned I feel funny." Mj groaned holding her head.
"I think you had too much alcohol. Did you drink any water tonight?" Ned asked.
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The Tragedy of Mary Jane Stark
Fanfiction"I just feel like the burden of his last name will never leave me, ya know? As if I'm destined to be just like dad and Howard. Branded by their name and blood" "You know, I could always change your last name to Parker." "Shut up Peter we are only 17...
