Joe Mazzello and his characters imagines

Prom date Peter x reader part two

A/n : Is making a part two really necessary ? No, no it isn't. Am I doing it anyway because I don't have any other ideas for any other characters ? Yes, yes absolutely. Enjoy ! :)

You almost couldn't feel your feet from all the dancing and your cheeks were hurting because of how much you smiled. You and Peter were walking out of the gym, chatting about anything that came to your mind.

The air was slightly cold but you didn't care, you couldn't feel the fresh breeze on your skin because of how focused you were on Peter talking. Oh boy was this guy pretty. His red hair was softly dancing with the wind and the cold turned his cheeks a little pink. While you were looking at his hair, he suddenly stopped talking.

"Are you even listening to me ?" He chuckled.

"Honestly ?...not really. Sorry Peter." You replied.

"It's alright, are you tired ?" He asked, looking worried.

Gosh, he was worried about you. Could the Universe had made him more perfect ? Wait. What ? You only spent the night dancing and talking with him, you don't know that much about him, it's impossible to start liking someone this quickly.

"Y/n ?" You heard Peter say softly.

OMAGAWD NO. You realized what was happening. You fell for him. Fell hard. Like falling from a huge cliff and hitting the ground hard enough to turn you into a puddle. In one night ?! Come on Y/n, how is that even possible ?! You couldn't deny it now, you were in love with him. And then you realized something again. Peter already had girlfriends. None of them looked like you. You definitely weren't Peter's type. This thought struck you like lightning. Oh no. Not a one sided love story. Please. Everything but that.

While you were starting to overthink, Peter gently shook you. You snapped your attention to him. He looked at you with an interrogative look.

"Are you okay ?" He asked, his eyes lost into yours.

You shook your head slowly, as if it was going to help you get rid of all your previous thoughts. "Yeah sorry, I really might be tired" you said with a fake smile. "I think I should head home now"

"Right. Do you live close from here ?"

"No, not really, just a few blocks away." You answered with a soft smile.

"I could walk you to your place if you want" he mumbled.

You looked at him with your eyebrows raised to embarrass him. It definitely worked.

"I mean...so that y-you'll be safe you know, 'cause there's...um there's a lot of dangerous things outside at night and ummm...well it would be better if someone could make sure that- that you don't get hurt !" He stammered.

Anxious Peter was probably one of Peter's best side, because it allowed you to make him uncomfortable at any moment and you absolutely loved it.

"Alright, Mr. Sportscaster, if that's what you recommend to make me get home safe, then yes that'll be nice if you could walk me home." You chuckled.

"O-oh great then !" He smiled.

You both walked side by side all the way to your home, chatting about anything and everything again. When you finally arrived at your house, silence came back. You stood silently in front of your porch for a few minutes before you finally decided to speak up.

"I guess this is me" you muttered, shooting him a smile.

"Um, yeah okay, good night Y/n" he mumbled.

You told him good night and he started leaving, and you were watching him walking away until you heard him say something under his breath.

"Oh fuck it." He whispered before turning back and walking up to you.

He cupped your cheeks in his hands and crashed his lips onto yours, making your heart skip a beat. He pulled away quickly, as if he had just realized what he'd done.

"S-sorry I...I just-" he started, stammering.

You put your hand on his cheek and quickly shut him up with a kiss. Peter deepened the kiss, suddenly making you realize how soft his lips were. You kissed for a few seconds that seemed to be an eternity, and you weren't going to complain about it. When you finally pulled back, breathless, Peter turned red and you giggled at this sight.

"Good night, Peter" you said softly with a smile.

You entered your house, closing the door behind you. You didn't hear if Peter had answered, you were just on a cloud at this moment. You went to your room and quickly went to sleep, happy with your night.