MEMORIES ✧˖° PETER PARKER

TWENTY-ONE ✮ THE LAST MEMORY

- Y/N -

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"IS IT OVER, NOW?"

I whispered to Ned as we started to make our way towards the waterfront, I saw Peter hug the other three Peter's one last time before him swinging towards us. We all ran into his embrace, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, are you all okay?"

My body filled with relief as I felt his arms wrapped around me, "Yeah, we're okay." We pulled away and smiled, "I'm so glad you're okay."

Peter smiled but suddenly his expression changed, "Oh my god," He held my face in worry, "You're bleeding."

He motioned above my eyebrow. I wasn't sure when I scraped it but it was slightly stinging for a while.

"I'm okay - I'm okay," I reassured, pulling his hands down.

"Are you sure?" He looked really worried.

Was he really caring about a small scratch when that is literally nothing compared to him who is clearly not okay from all the bleeding right now.

"Peter, I'm fine, I promise." I repeated, "I'm worried about you - are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm okay."

He was not.

"Come on, we should go, right?" I suggested, "We need to get you to a hospital–"

Peter stopped me, I turned around and it was clear to me there was something on his mind. Then he spat out these words;

"You're going to forget who I am."

"What?" Ned said in disbelief.

I couldn't comprehend what I just heard, "Peter, what are you talking about?" He took a deep breath in and locked his eyes into mine.

"It's okay..." He consoled, grabbing my hand, "I'm going to come and find you...And I'll explain everything. I'll make you remember me.

"It'll be like none of this had ever happened."

My mind was crowded with thoughts; I just couldn't process what was happening right now.

"P-Peter, what if-what if that doesn't work? What-what if that doesn't work? What if we can't remember you?" I felt a lump form in my throat, my vision was getting blurry from my tears, "I don't want to do that," My voice started to break up, "I- I don't want to do that."

"Y/N..." He spoke softly, "I know..."

"No-no..." I rejected, "I don't want to-what if there's another plan? Is there not something we could do? I mean there's always something we could do..."

Peter broke eye contact and looked down, "There's- there's nothing we can do."

I bit my lip, trying to contain my emotions. Peter wiped my tears slowly, "It'll be okay..."

"Promise?" Ned whispered.

"Yeah, I promise," Peter gave a soft, broken smile as the two did their handshake for one last time, "I'll come and find you okay?" Peter promised as they hugged.

"I know you will," sniffed Ned.

"You better," I muttered, "If you don't, I'm just going to figure it out...I've done it before, I can do it again."

"I promise I will fix this..."

"I really hate magic," I pursued my lips, looking into his eyes. I thought magic was cool but now I hate it so much.

"Yeah, me too," Peter chuckled softly.

We looked into each other's gaze in silence. Both of us knew that we were going to be okay but there was always a small thought on what if things go the way it's supposed to go.

I gave a small smile and cupped his cheeks. Something sparked inside of me while his hazel eyes were fixed on mine. Every time Peter and I shared a moment; I felt sparks of warmth and euphoria as if I was in heaven. These sparks had always appeared but tonight, they appeared greater than ever. And this time I knew that these sparks all along were telling me something.

Something that I have never felt with anyone else.

Something that I would say to that one person that I love.

"I love you." I breathed out. Peter's eyes widened at my comment, there was a mixture of expressions going on his face - he fixed his eyes on me.

His mouth curved to a small smile, "I love you."

Then his lips found their way to mine. I felt the soft tickle of his breath brush against my nose. His warmth was against my skin. And our lips brushed past each other ever so softly and delicately.

We kissed for the last time.

Peter placed his forehead against mine and breathed softly.

"My memories with you will be all lost forever, but for now, let's remember the happy memories, Y/N..." he spoke softly, "We will make many new memories, I promise."

My heart was aching so badly - I didn't want this to end, I didn't want him to leave and I didn't want to forget the one and only person I love.

I didn't want to say goodbye.

But now we are saying our last goodbyes as our last memory together is slowly fading away.

"I will come find you, Y/N..."

"Goodbye...Peter..."

"I love you more than anything..."

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