Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Remembering

MJ
I stood outside Midtown High, waiting for Ned to pick me up from school. He had just gotten his license only 3 hours ago and I was excited. As I gripped the strap of my bag, I felt someone knock into me.

"I-I'm so sorry!" The guy, who looked around my age, apologised as he picked up the three books I was holding.

"It's fine." I smiled, his hands passing me the books. As his hands made brief contact with mine, my mind raced.

I watched from a nearby table as Peter Parker and Ned Leeds creepily watched Liz Toomes hang up a Homecoming banner.

"We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy, though." Peter spoke, both of the boys still looking at her.

"Too late." My voice caused both Ned and Peter to look at me.

"You guys are losers." I spoke as I returned to reading the book that was open in my hands.

"Well, then why do you sit with us?" Ned asked, confused.

"Because I don't have any friends." I admitted.

Blinking as much as I could, the guy in front of me suddenly looked familiar, as if I had known him for years.

"Don't I know you...from somewhere?" I asked as I looked into the guy's eyes, trying to pin-point exactly how I knew him.

"No. I don't think so." He spoke, clearly lying.

"No, I do. I definitely do." My eyes widened, suddenly remembering every memory that I had never experienced before.

Liz Toomes' Party
"I can't believe that you guys are at this lame party." I spoke, watching as Peter and Ned looked around.

"But, you're here too." Ned noticed.

"...Am I?" I had a knack for trying to make people believe in things that are and aren't real.

Detention
"Why are you here? You don't even have detention." Peter noted as I looked at my book.

"Oh, I know. I just like coming in here to sketch people in crisis." I laughed, showing him the drawing I was working on.

Italy
"'Boh', the most perfect word in the world, the Italians created it, and I discovered it." I laughed as I walked alongside Peter, a bag in his hands, him obviously trying to hide it.

Czech Republic
"Were you only watching me because you thought I was Spider-Man?" Peter seemed upset.

"Yeah. Why else would I be watching you?" I asked, lying. I also liked him, but I couldn't tell him that. After a few minutes and a lot of panicking, he spoke again.

"I am Spider-Man, and I really messed up." Peter panicked as he picked up the drone.

"Wait, you're being serious right now?" My eyes widened. Peter Parker had just admitted to me that he was Spider-Man. I had my suspicions, but I wasn't certain.

London
I saw Peter limping as he held his leg, his Spider-Man suit all ripped up and his face covered in bruises, cuts and other injuries. After a nice hug, I pulled away, searching my bag.

"Anyway...uh, there's this sweaty guy, in the tower with us. I think he like...works for you or something. He um...he gave me this." I pulled out the broken necklace, Peter's face dropping. I held it in my hand, Peter seeming upset.

"No. Oh MJ, I'm so sorry. I had this plan, stupid plan. And I wrote it all down and I was gonna buy you this and give it to you in Pa-" Before he could continue, I lightly kissed him, happy that I finally did it.

"Y-You kissed me." He seemed happy but confused.

"I don't really have much luck when it comes to getting close to people. Um...so I lied. I wasn't just watching you because I thought you were Spider-Man." I admitted to Peter, who smiled.

"I really like you." He admitted.

"I really like you too." I smiled.

Kissing me again, we both smiled. Before he could get away, I kissed him again, this time my hand holding his cheek.

Rooftop
"Oh, look at this. This is a good one. Some suggest that Parker's powers include the male spider's ability to hypnotise females." I laughed as I read the newspapers.

"Stop. Come on." Peter closed his eyes as I continued reading.

"Yes, my spider-lord." I laughed, putting on a crazy voice to make the name sound villainous.

"Parker?" I spoke, finally snapping out of my weird trance. He looked at me almost shocked.

"You remember?" He asked, smiling.

"Y-Yeah, I guess so." I smiled back.

Without saying anything, he just stared at me as if he was trying to decide was he was going to do or say next. My heart pounding, I dropped the books that he had given back to me, my arms immediately wrapping around his neck as his arms wrapped around my waist.

"I missed you." I pulled away from the hug, giving him a kiss. By this time, half the school had already gone home.

"I missed you too." He kissed me briefly before we both heard the sound of a car horn. We both looked over to see Ned sitting in the driver's seat of his new car.

"I see that Ned got his license." Peter laughed.

"He sure did." I smiled, holding Peter's hand.

"Come to Ned's place. I'm sure we can bring back his memories of you." I squeezed Peter's hand, his hand squeezing back.

"Sounds like a plan." He kissed my cheek before I picked up my books, following Peter to Ned's car.

"Who's this dude?" Ned as confused as Peter put on his seatbelt.

"You'll know soon enough." I smiled as I sat in the front seat, my hand reconnecting with Peter's.