My Hero and Me

The Party

Peter and Ned are walking around with a drink and Ned is clearly having the time of his life. "Dude, we got invited to this huge party! You should have more fun." Peter sighs. "You're right. I just can't keep my mind of of her..." Ned gives him a pat on the back and looks around. He smirks. "I have the perfect way to help you with that." He points at a small, maybe five foot two, girl with long brown hair. "I, dare you to kiss her." Peter shakes her head. "Oh, no way." Ned sighs. "Alright, chicken." He smirks as he sees Peter taking a deep breath and walk over there. The girl smiles at Peter and he takes another deep breath. "I apologise if this is weird." His hand touches her face and their lips lock. The girl is totally taken by surprise and looks at him when Peter pulls away. She sees a guy laughing and clapping in the background and it's clear to her what has happened. She points at the guy. "Nice dare." Peter follows her finger and get nervous. "I'm really sorry. I'm Peter." She smiles. "Don't be. Truth or Dare with your friends can be very challenging. Especially with people like him. My name is Nadia by the way." Peter holds out his hand and Nadia shakes it. "Nice to meet you Nadia." She smiles and hints for him to follow her. They walk to a balcony and she closes the door behind them. A sigh of relieve leaves her mouth and says: "It was way to loud and hot in there." Peter chuckles and looks at her. The moonlight shines on her brown hair and lights up her hazel eyes. She's a lot paler than anyone he knows and realises she's also pretty short. "How old are you?" The question leaves his mouth without a thought in a very rude manner. "I'm so sorry." She laughs. "It's quite alright. I am nineteen years old. I stopped growing when I was fourteen." She stares at the view. Its a nice sight over a lake. "I am nineteen as well, but I turn twenty in a few months." Nadia shivers a bit and Peter takes of his jacket. "Here, you don't want to catch a cold." She puts it on and smiles. "So how come you're so nervous? Never talked to girls?" Peter chuckles nervously. "I am not used to talking to girls no." He stares of in the distance and pauses. "There was someone wasn't there?" He nods. "Michelle, or as we called her MJ, she was my classmate when I was around fifteen years old. We finally started dating, but three years ago she died in a plane crash. I never forgave myself for it." Tears fill his eyes as Nadia sits down on a laying chair and pulls Peter into a hug. "I'm sure that it wasn't your fault." They sit like this for an hour. Then Peter pulls away and looks at her. "You're accent is very minimum but clearly there. What is it?" She smiles again, which somehow amazes Peter. "I am from The Netherlands a small country in Europe." He nods. "I think I've been there once." As he thinks back to the time where Mysterio made him get hit by a train. "So what are you doing here in Queens?" Her smile disappears. "My mom travels a lot for work while my dad got offered a job here. I'm not so sure what the job is exactly, but I'll be living here for the next few years. I don't have enough money to live on my own so I am stuck with my parent's decisions." Peter grabs her hand and squeezes it. "You're going to love it here." He stands up and pulls her up. "Let's go back inside." As they walk inside a slow song starts playing. Peter takes the chance to wrap his arms around Nadia's waist. She's a bit surprised, but returns the favour by wrapping hers around his neck. Peter is blushing and his heart is racing. Then his watch makes a soft beeping noise. "Oh shoot! It's already ten O'clock. I gotta run after this, but can I get your number?" Nadia smiles and puts her number in his phone. "It's alright. If you have to go, you have to go. I'll walk you out." They walk to the front door and step outside. Nadia gives back his jacket and looks at him. "Be safe." He nods and takes a few steps away from Nadia, before turning around and kissing her. She kisses him back and he says: "I would've regretted it if I didn't give you a real kiss." Then he runs off while Nadia is standing there blushing and surprised. The party ends not long after that. Nadia puts on a bikini and goes for a swim in the lake. "The party was so exhausting." She mumbles those words to herself. Peter did make the party far more interesting for that one and a half how they spend together. Out of nowhere someone appears in front of her. He's wearing all black and a mask. "So you must be Nadia. Jackson's daughter. Just my luck." He laughs and snaps his fingers. A bubble surrounds Nadia and she floats up. The bubblen is half filled with water. "You shall drown for your father's mistakes." He snaps his fingers again and the bubble slowly fills with more water.

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Petee enters the Avengers headquarters and smiles. Bruce and Thor look at each other. "You're looking rather cheerful. Was the party a success?" Bruce smiles too and Thor says: "Did you meet a girl? Sure looks like you did." Thor points to his own lips as a hint. Peter runs to a mirror and sees a soft gloss around his mouth and wipes it away. "You guys are annoying." Thor smacks him on the back. "It's good you had fun." Peter sighs and sits on the couch looking at pictures of Tony and Steve. It wasn't the same without them. He was almost seventeen when Tony died and Steve didn't die much longer after that. A tear rolls down his face. He lost too many people im the same year. A loud alarm goes off and Brice runs to the computer with Thor and Peter not far behind. "What's going on?" Peter can't see the screen as Bruce is fiercly typing away. "The daughter of the new head of a very important business is in trouble." Peter walkd around to see the screens. "Hey, that's where the party was at. What's the girls name?" Bruce looks and says: "Nadia Westbrook." Bruce pulls up a video of what is going down. She's in a bubble that's almost filled with water. Nadia is struggling to swim up for air for as long as he has that luxury. Without a word Peter's suit appears on him and he swings away. "Peter!" Thor tries, but he's already gone. "I'm going after him."