Late Night Heartbreak || P.P. || COMPLETED

Part 7

•chapter 7•
PETER POV

TW: mention of abuse, bruising

"remember to pick up may today pete! i'm working later!" uncle ben shouts as i leave the house

"i won't forget!" i yell. i pick up my board and skate towards school.

(~•~)

y/n waits for me, sitting on her board and smoking. i grin and roll up to her.
she looks to the side with an exhausted face, it's only then I see the light, handshaped bruise on her face.

my face drops and i place my board next to her.

"hey y/n, you don't have to tell me what happened but i want you to know if you're ever in trouble or anything you can ring me, okay?" i say softly. "how are you?" i ask, holding her hand in mine. she looks down at my hand and smiles weakly.

"i'm alright, i got to cover up a majority of the bruise, but i think it's still visible. i don't really wanna talk about it, if that's okay" she looks into my eye, and we maintain eye contact for a minute.

"it's completely alright of course" i smile. she takes the cigarette butt out of her mouth and puts it out, leaving it on the ground. we both get up, and she pulls her hand away. i don't question it of course, i would do the same if i was her.

(~•~)

Y/N POV

despite the punishments i got last night, the feel of peters warm skin helps me feel less numb. my hand tingles even after the touch was unfortunately disconnected. it made me feel something inside, making my heart flutter and dance. 

the day goes surprisingly quickly for me, and flash didn't get in my way. the highlight of the day was definitely the look of a tarnished reputation on flash's face, along with that killer bruise.

i wait outside school for peter, smoking a new cigarette, the embers lighting up the clouds of smoke around me. i feel my arm be brushed against another's, until my cigarette gets stolen from my mouth and put into someone's else's, that being peters. i laugh and hit him playfully, but he holds an offended look on his face, he takes a drag, then i steal it back.

(~•~)

my head rests on the end of the wall as i watch peter ride up and down the same ramp, trying to perform something, and failing. i laugh and he skates over, so close that i think i'm going to get hit, and my legs retreat to my chest.

he chuckles as he stops his board, and i slap his shin and he pulls me up, twirling me around. i fall into fits of giggles, and the beginning beats of 'heat waves' picks up. we both grin as the beat drops in. he holds out his hand, bowing.

"dance?" he questions simply.

"of course, fine gentlemen" i say in a poor british accent, taking his hand. we both laugh and 'dance' i guess you could call it.

"sometimes all i think about it you!" i shout, giggling like a little girl with a crush.

i guess i am a little girl with a crush..

"LATE NIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNE!" he yells as loud as he possibly could.

he grabs my hand pulling me closer to him, but i let go teasingly, leaving a smirk on his face. we carry on until we hear the chorus.

"SOMETIMES ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU" we scream together.

"LATE NIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNEEEE" he shouts, picking me up bridal style as i squeal, damn he is strong.