BANNED |P.P| [SPIDER-MAN, ANDREW GARFIELD]

|Fifteen| Dont Baby Me

Arya Holmes

Guess what, I couldn't sleep at all. So after twisting and turning for about 3 hours, the clock was 2am.

And I started overthinking everything. Peter was incredibly sweet for forcing me here so I wouldn't be out in danger. And I treated him like shit.

So I felt some guilt. And now, that poor boy was sleeping on the couch while I laid in here like a brat. So I took on his shirt that laid on the floor, wearing only that and panties and walked out to the living room.

When I opened the bedroom door, he immediately turned around in the couch so his back faced me. He really didn't break the rule about not looking at me.

A small smile appeared on my lips as I walked up to him. I kneeled down on the floor and gently brushed his arm. He quickly turned his head and looked at me. "What's up?" He asked worriedly.

"Come to bed." I said, looking at him.

He looked at me with parted lips. "No, baby, I promise you I can sleep out here, it's no pro-"

"But I can't sleep without you. Please come sleep with me." I said.

He looked at me for awhile before getting up from the couch, grabbing my hand as he walked to the bedroom with me. "You're mad at me, I feel it." He said.

"That's a problem for tomorrow. Now I want to fall asleep with my boyfriend." I said, making him smile genuinely.

We laid down, and he immediately pulled me closer to him, holding his arms around me. I felt safe again. "We'll solve everything tomorrow then, baby. Sleep tight." He mumbled, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

When the morning came, I woke up and immediately started kissing his arms, hands, chest and neck. He literally woke up with a smile on his lips. "What's happening?" He asked with a laughter.

"I wanna savor the moment before we fight for real." I mumbled between the kisses.

By those words, he opened his eyes. He looked worried, which was kinda cute. But this was a sensitive subject for me, and I knew I was kinda bad and sensitive in this issue, I really don't like violence and just the thought about Peter using it makes me ill.

"Can't we drag it out? Or maybe we'll just forget that happened and just act like it didn't." He said, gently stroking my jawline as I kissed his chest.

But then I sat up on his lap, straddling him. I raised one brow. "So you wanna start already?" I asked.

He looked at me. "The sooner we get it done, the sooner we'll go back to normal." He said. I stared at him for awhile. "How do you know it'll go back to normal?" I asked.

"Okay fuck that keep kissing me." He said.

After basically just cuddling and kissing his whole upper body, we both went silent as I laid in his arms. "It's time, innit?" He asked.

And as an answer, I nodded. Non of us spoke, then he breathed out. "Can I hold your ass meanwhile?" He asked, making me laugh.

"Sure." I said.

He actually grabbed my ass. "Can you please just explain why you hit him?" I asked. "Then I need to tell you the whole story." He said.

"Fine, then do it." I said. "Well, I had been in the gym for awhile, had just gotten out of the shower and were getting dressed, when he walked in. We made some small talk, we got to the subject about you and me dating-"

"You told him we were dating?!" I asked, lifting my head up from his chest.

He looked at me. "Let me finish." He said. I laid down again, breathing heavily. "So he started saying bunch of stuff about you... it was pretty disrespectful, and it made me boil inside, Arya. I don't think you understand the anger I felt." He said meanwhile he gently squeezed my ass with his one hand, as the other one were waving in the air as he explained.

"He kept on going, even though I told him to shut up, and just telling what he wanted to do with you, and then said bunch of things about you, so I couldn't help but to hit him." He said.

My lips rolled into a line. "Couldn't you just leave when you noticed it getting heated up? Why did you even start a conversation with him?" I asked irritated.

"He did." He said calmly. "Still, you could have just kept it short. And why even tell him about us two?" I asked.

"Because we agreed on being officially being a couple, so I thought that Adam could know about it, you can't blame me, Arya." He said.

"Yes I can, you know that my dads coworkers son shouldn't know about you and me. Dad shouldn't know, so anyone close to him shouldn't as well!" I said.

He groaned. "C'mon, Arya! You need to see it from my eyes! He was talking about you like you were a piece of meat!" He said.

"Okay fine! But your anger definitely took over there! Because of your violence, my dad is out on the run for you, he's getting you in jail, Peter!" I said.

He didn't say anything. "I'd rather go to jail then to let him talk like that about you." He said.

Quickly, I sat up in the bed and looked down at him. "Are you stupid? You going to jail would literally be the worst thing that could happen right now." I said.

"Why?" He asked. "Why?! One, we wouldn't see each other. Two, without you, I don't know how safe the city would be. Three, Adam would be on the loose and you'd be locked in. Four, dad would probably force me into some stupid marriage!" I said.

Peter stared out in the blue, clenching his jaw, he was getting angry. "I'm not going to prison, Arya, he won't catch me." He said.

"Good plan you've got there, buddy." I said sarcastically. "No seriously, he hasn't caught me yet. Your father has been after me for years, Arya. Now, I'll just be even more careful." He said.

Our eyes locked. "I can't do this today." I said and got up from the bed. "Hey, ba-"

"No. Don't baby me right now. I'm way too tired to do this right now. Tonight, my friend's holding a party and I'm going. Do not search for me. I need the space." I said.

He stared at me. "Which friend?" He asked confused. "Her name is Amanda. Don't worry, she's my best friend." I said.

"So you're gonna go out partying while we're fighting?" He asked.

My brows raised. "Yeah?" I said. "That sounds dangerous." He said. "Why?" I asked. "Partying while being angry is one of the most common reason for cheating." He said.

"Thanks, now you're telling me that I'm a potential candidate to cheat. Bye Peter." I said and walked out.