18. Vision

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Y/N POV

It's been a week since Peter said he loved me. It's been an amazing week at that, now that Peter knows I love him he doesn't want to leave my side, and I don't want him to leave. Our afternoons are spent cuddling and watching movies, and some kissing. Okay maybe a lot of kissing.

I spend most of the day at school with MJ so I can have the whole afternoon with Peter after we come back from patrol.

The other day I rolled my ankle on they way home, I couldn't go on patrol. So while Peter was out I decided to play my guitar.

I was so lost in what I was playing, I didn't hear Peter climb in through the window. He sat next to me on the bed and started singing the song I was playing. Arcade.

He has an amazing singing voice, I'm surprised I've never heard him sing.

He asked if he could try the guitar and I handed it over to him. Little did I know, this boy can do everything.

He started playing 'Here Comes The Sun' by The Beatles. I never knew he could play like that either, even though he messed up a lot, it was really good.

That day I learned that my boyfriend used to take music classes when he was younger. Now I ask him to sing for me when I'm stressed.

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The bell just rang and I go to my locker. As I put my books in my backpack I feel arms wrap around my waist from behind.

"Hey" Peter says as he softly kisses my shoulder.

"Hey" I say as I turn to him. I put my hand on his chin and guide his lips to mine. The kiss is soft and sweet but full of love.

I pull away and take his hand as I swing my backpack over my shoulder.

We walk down the school hallways, hand in hand. Just him and I.

As we walk down the sidewalk to the subway station something happens.

I start to feel dizzy. My vision blurring until the whole world is just blotches of color.

My ears start to ring. It's quiet at first but then it gets louder and louder. It's so loud my head hurts like a building just fell on me. I start to lose my balance and Peter is already there, trying to help me. I'm pretty sure his Peter tingle said something was wrong. I griped onto his arm for support, but it wasn't enough.

I fall and crumple up into a ball. There on the sidewalk.

Peter crouches down in front of me. He puts a hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down but I can't. It just hurts so much.

The noise is so loud, so painful, that I can barely hear Peter ask what's wrong.

I cover my ears with my hands and rock back and forth. I can't take it anymore. I need it to stop.

Tears are falling from my eyes as I lean into Peter. He takes me in his arms and holds my tight.

"It hurts, so much" I sob into his shirt. "I just want it to stop. I need it to stop!"

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