You & Me | Harry Osborn

005: delicate

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I stare at the paper trying to think what to write. I bite my pencils eraser. I honestly couldn't focus on a dumb essay when I was thinking about Harry and Peter.

I stare at my wall of polaroid pictures of all three of us. We had big smiles and were hugging i felt warm inside seeing us like that. It wasn't like we were fighting but Peter hasn't called me since what happened in school I mean it was just a few hours ago but you would think he would at least call me or Harry.

I pull away the piece of paper with only the date written and grab my phone from my bed. I bite the inside of my cheek thinking of what to text Peter. A simple hey?? I mean it was so cool what he did, I still can't even process it but he probably needs someone to talk to.

I begin to type. "Are you okay?" I type, bite my lip and nervously press send. I pull the phone away and try to write the paper. Usually writing a dumb paper would be so easy but my head was just everywhere. I turn my head swiftly at the sound of my phone going off. I quickly grab it and look at the message.

"Yeah fine why?" Read peters text. I smile. "You ran off like what you did to flash was nothing." I text back. I let out a breathe I didn't even know I was holding. I was just glad that he wasn't gonna do anything dumb like run away.

"Well it was.. nothing." Peter responded. He was actually texting back fast. "I don't really think it was just nothing." I text back. "Can we not talk about this?" He responds. I scrunch my nose reading the text. It was better not to fight. I sigh. "Okay well I'm just stuck on a dumb paper I have to write my amazing high school experience." I roll my eyes.

"Hm me fighting flash and actually winning?" He responds. Every time I read his text I read them in his voice and it made me chuckle. "Yeah definitely adding that." I send back. I jump back at the sound of my phone vibrating and ringing in my hand right after I sent the message.

Harry? Why was he calling? I clear my throat and fix my posture. I pick up and don't say anything, I wait for a few seconds and he finally speaks.

"Did he say anything?" Harry asks in a worry tone. I exhale glad that he was the one that spoke since I'm always the one that has to say something first. "Yeah he's fine he just texted me." I reassure him. "Well you never know through text the tone is always off." Harry complains.

"I'm sure that he's fine Harry he just prolly didn't want to brag about how bad ass he is." I proposed. "I don't know he literally left school and didn't come back it just weirded me out I mean Peter freaking Parker missing even one day?" Harry complains. "Yeah you're right but i promise you Harry he's fine I mean who wouldn't be after beating the shit out of flash." I chuckle remembering flash flying.

"Hopefully flash doesn't try to beat us up or anything." Harry suggested. "Maybe then your hot dad can hire me a lawyer." I joke. "Har har." Harry complains.

I look down at the paper and groan. "What's up?" Harry asks. "I got a paper due soon." I complain. "Damn maybe my hot dad could pay someone to do it for you." He jokes. I smile. "Tell him to hit me up I'm always free." I continue to joke. "But actually I have to go this is due tomorrow i think.." I bite my lip trying to remember when the teacher said the paper was due.

"Alright sweet dreams Azalea don't let the bed bugs bite." He says in a calm sweet tone and hangs up. I blush at how his voice sounded.

After a few hours of drinking a ton of water, getting fruit from my mom and protesting writing the paper I finally finished it. I collapse on my bed but as soon as me eyes start closing my phone rings.

"UGHH!!" I groan loudly. Who the actual fuck would be calling me. I turn my head to the alarm in my nightstand. Who the hell is calling at 11 at night on a school night?

I look at my phone. "Pete is calling.." shows on my phone.

"Hello?" I say in a sleepy tone. "Good you're awake." Peter says on the other side of the phone. "Hardly I was about to sleep." I groan. "Oh sorry." He responds. "Okay I want to ask you something." He continues.

"Shoot." I complain still really sleepy. "What do you think about boxing?" He asks. I flutter my eyes open at the question. "A little too intense considering you just won fight." I lecture.

"But I won it right?" He cockily responds. "Hm I don't know Pete." I remark, he doesn't say anything for a few seconds. I almost fell asleep until he spoke finally. "I think I just wanna see what will happen." He responds.

"Well as long as you don't get hurt Pete." I suggested. "It's really late can we talk about this with Harry in the morning I'm super tired." I say trying not to fall asleep.

"Yeah see you tomorrow." He says also in a sleepy tone and hangs up.

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The next day went by in a blink of a eye. Peter kept talking about wrestling honestly I thought the phone call with him last night was a dream but hearing him talk about it right now is making me think it clearly wasn't. Harry met up with us for lunch and tried to talk Peter out of it but Peter just kept listing reasons why he should.

I just let him do whatever he wanted to do, but Harry kept glaring at me. Made me feel like I was good cop and he was the bad cop. The rest of the day just felt like a huge blur once it ended though it was actually good.

I began to walk to school and as soon as I stepped off the school grounds I heard Peter and Harry calling me. I turn around smile at them.

"Hey kids what you up too?" I chuckle and say as they run up to me. "Would you two do me the pleasure of walking me to my driver?" Harry asks. Me and Pete nod.

"So what's your plans for after school?" I ask trying to make conversation. "I think I'm going to go to the Library... need to um study got a.. huge test coming... uh up?" Peter struggles to say.

I look at up at Harry and give him the 'dude he's definitely up to something' look, he gives me the 'I know' look. Harry clears his throat. "For uh what class Pete?" Harry says trying to find out.

"Um... Math- I mean History- actually I thinks it's math." Peter stutters. He looks at his watch and then looks at me both and me and Harry. "Well look at the time I've got to be getting home, bye guys!" He speed walks away from me and Harry.

"He's def gonna do sum with wrestling." I say now standing next to harry. He looks at me. "How do you know?" Harry's asks.

He legit acting like it wasn't everything Pete was talking about the entire day??

I look up at him. "Is that a serious question Harry?" I state. He smiles. "Yeah I suppose?" He says dumbfounded, he touches his neck awkwardly.

What an idiot.

We hear a car honking we turn toward the direction of the sound. I recognized harries driver and wave at him. Harry looks at him too. "Looks like I got to get going." Harry says. I watch him get inside. He waves at me and I wave back.

I smile as I see the car drive away.
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