Finally

CH.16 Regret

We made it to this restuarant called "Fluore." A French restuarant, which I am hoping they don't speak French to me. Because I don't know any other lanuage but English. Like seriously, they bet not think I'm foreign. As we sat down, some of the girl employees were staring Harry down and whispering to each other. Really, I thought angrily. A lady came up and was blushing like hell. These French bitches.
Lady #1:"May I help you two?"
Harry:"Yes, may I have two glasses of water, please?"
Lady #1:"Coming right up.
She walks off. Fucking finally.
MJ:"That girl was blushing up a storm." I said laughing.
Harry:"I usually don't have time for girls like them. All they do is flirt with me."
MJ:"You've been here before?"
Harry:"Plenty of times. It gets irratating."
I decided to change the subject.
MJ:"So, how's your dad?"
Harry:"Don't talk about him like he's relavent MJ." He says angrily.
MJ:"Harry...I'm sorry I-"
Harry:"No MJ all you do is talk and talk and ta-"
MJ:"Harry what are you-"
Harry:"I bet you still love Peter because he's the ONLY person you ever talk about-"
MJ:"Okay we are NOT having this conversation-"
Harry:"Shut up you stupid slut!"
Everybody looks at us. I couldn't believe what he just said. I slapped him across his face.
MJ:"Go fuck yourself." I said as I was walking off.
Tears started to form in my eyes. I couldn't believe this. I just couldn't. There's one thing I know. I'm not speaking to him anymore. EVER! I felt someone behind me. Peter. Well, I mean as Spiderman.
Peter:"You alright?"
MJ:"Well, my own boyfriend got mad at me for mentioning his dad, think I still love you, he called me a stupid slut. Well, I'm just perfectly fine Peter."
Peter:"Why did he say that to you?" He started to raise his voice.
MJ:"I don't know okay. I can't read Harry's mind."
Peter:"I don't want you speaking to him anymore."
MJ:"I pretty much figured that out already."
Peter:"Want me to swing you home?"
I smiled.
MJ:"Sure tiger."
He grabbed me and started to swing to HIS house.
MJ:"Umm...what are you doing?"
Peter:"Calm down, it's like you've never been in my house before." He said as he started laughing.
MJ:"Whatever." I said as we walk into the house.
I look around and don't see May...or Gwen.
MJ:"Where's May and Gwen?"
Peter:"May is out with Anna. And Gwen is at home."
MJ:"Oh."
He takes his mask off and I see scars all over his face and dried up blood. My eyes widen.
Peter:"Don't worry. I recover quickly." He said with a laugh.
I sigh with relief.
We go into his room and again...he goes shirtless in front of me. I turn around to hide my blushing. Peter saw me. Damn it!
Peter:"Blush much?" He said with the same evil grin.
MJ:"Shut up. And what would you expect, for me to be used to it?"
Peter:"Maybe."
I chuckle and look at our old pictures from Kidnergarten. I smile at one picture with me, Danielle, and Peter. I remember that day like it was yesterday. We were at the park and that when Peter and I shared our first kiss. Just to feel what it felt like to be kissed. But at that certain age, we both wouldn't think it could mean something. Then Peter came from behind me and was looking at the pictures with me. And yes, he still had his Spiderman suit on. And yes, it's down to his waist. And yes, I get to see his amazing body. And hell yes, I was EXTREMELY nervous about how close he was.
MJ:"I cannot believe you still have these pictures." I said as I glanced at him.
Peter:"Yeah. I have the picture of when it was your 8th birthday."
MJ:"The day you popped my favorite balloon." I said laughing.
Peter:"Like I said, it was a dare."
It got quiet and we were still looking at the pictures. Then it was another picture of the day me and Peter first kissed each other. But the worst part was...it was a picture OF us kissing. Who the fuck took this picture? Nobody was even there. Wait I forgot...Fucking Danielle. She was there with us. And she had a camera. Fucking Danielle.
Me and Peter look into each other's eyes. I suddenly frozed. He got even closer.
MJ:"Remember that day?"
Peter:"Yeah I remember." He whispers against my lips. Oh god. As we were about to kiss, my phone rings. We both jump and I back from him...a little bit.
MJ:"I should take this."
Peter:"Mmhm." He said as he wasn't looking at me. God, now it's going to be awkward again. I look at the phone and there can only be one person calling me. Fucking Danielle. I answer it.
MJ:"Hey, what do you want?"
Danielle:"Harry called me and tell you to say he was sorry."
I scowled hardly. Asshole. He can't apologize to my damn face.
MJ:"Look, if he really meant it, he would've apologized to my damn face when I slapped the shit out of him."
Danielle:"OOOOO REALLY?!?!"
MJ:"Yes Dani, now can I get off the phone?"
Danielle:"You're at Peter's house aren't you?"
I got quiet and looked at Peter, who looked back at me.
Danielle:"OOOOO I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!!" She screams with excitement.
MJ:"Bye Dani."
Danielle:"Wait-"
I hung up and laugh.
MJ:"I think I should go."
Peter:"Uh...yeah yeah..see you tomorrow."
I walk downstairs and go straight to my bed. Quietly without sound. Thank god Danielle didn't notice. I drifted off to sleep thinking about Peter.