Entirely Different Person [PETER]

Chapter 10 - Where's My Respect?!

"Peter, can I move in with you...?"

There it was, the golden question. I made up my mind, I didn't wanna live with Lucy anymore. Living with Peter would make my life so much easier. When I'm with Peter, I feel like someone actually loves me. Like I'm... important. Some may view it as clingy, and I don't know what to call it. But I know I feel safe with him. Maybe I'm going too fast. We aren't even a week in. Yeah, he's most likely gonna say no.

Unless he's crazy.

"...Can I ask why?" he asked in uncertainty. "I feel safer with you, you make me feel special and wanted. Most importantly, loved. And I love you too! Plus, my roommate's a bitch and I hate her. She's two faced and selfish. I'm gonna get evicted soon, anyways. I'm the only one paying rent." He smiles. "Of course you can live with me, Y/N. We can leave tomorrow." I squealed in excitement. He throws me his significant blue shirt. "Wear this." I put it on. It was a little big but I'm pretty sure it was alright. He looked at me and blushed. "Cute.." I heard him mumble. I giggled.

I checked the time. 10:10. We should go to bed. I laid down, signaling him to do the same. He cuddled behind me, I blushed. He kissed me, "Goodnight, my darling." He said. "Goodnight, Peter!"

And just like that, we drifted off to sleep.

**THE NEXT DAY**

I wake up to the sound of Peter, snoring. It's a quiet snore, but it's loud enough for me to hear. I get out of bed and go to brush my teeth. The worst possible case scenario happens. Lucy's sitting there, by the table. I try to walk past her. "Who's in there with you?" She asks. I ignore her question, not trying to talk to her. I feel her grab me by my arm. "Did you hear me? Who's in there?!" Did she not get the hint? Fuck! I pull away. "It's none of your business." I manage to mumble out. I hear her suck her teeth. "You're gonna have to tell me eventually, Y/N. We live together. I start to chuckle. "Oh yeah, I'm moving out." I hear her gasp before I slam the bathroom door.

LUCY'S POV

What the fuck did they just say?! "Open the door!!" I yell. No response. They can't be leaving right? Who else will pay the rent? Shit!! This can't be happening. I go to their room. The door is locked, so whoever is in there must've heard. Are they moving in with them? No, they're bluffing. They can't leave! I go to my room and start sobbing. I hear them come out of the bathroom. They're probably packing their stuff. I knew this would have happened. God damnit!!

Y/N'S POV

I start to pack, Peter helping me. "Do you need everything?" He asks. "No, either way it won't be a lot, since I don't have a lot." He nods. We mostly have everything I need already, like I said, I don't have a lot of clothes. I'm just leaving shirts I've grown out of and pants Lucy has given me. 

 Things like that I leave behind. Then, I find something I've forgotten about, once again.

TK's umbrella from that day.

"Peter! I found my friend's umbrella. Can I bring it to them?" He tenses up a bit. "Yeah, but I'm coming too." I soften my expression. "After we're done packing, k?" His angered face turns into a bittersweet smile. "Of course, my love."

**TIME SKIP**

After packing, me and Peter start to head out. Then I hear Lucy say, "So this is it? Our friendship, everything we had together, will be gone? After this..?" her voice cracking. I start to get emotional, tears start to run down my face. "Lucy, we... both are two different types of people with two different paths, it's better this way..." I hear her start to cry. I shut the door behind me. I hear Lucy yell and cry. I go downstairs to Don to sign the lease.

Once we get there, Don gets the hint from all the bags. He smiles, but I can tell that it's fake. I do the paperwork, and when I'm done signing, Don looks at me. Then, he hugs me. "Goodbye, Y/N." He looks at Peter. "And you. Treat them well. If you don't, I'll make sure Y/N comes back. You heard me?" He nods. Don waves goodbye.

I drive away from the only place that I once called home. 

**TIME SKIP**

I text TK to see where their apartment is. They say they're only a block away from the diner. That's good! I ask to meet them outside their building. They say okay. Do they trust me that much? We arrived at TK's place. "Peter, can you stay here? It'll only be for a quick second." He visibly gets upset but agrees to let me talk to TK alone. I get out of Peter's car with the umbrella in hand. I see TK on their phone.

"TK! I forgot to give this back to you!" They look up. "Oh, Y/N. I thought you kept it or something... haha." They chuckle sheepishly. "TK, are you okay?" I say in a concerned voice. "Yeah, I'm good!" They lie through their teeth. "TK..." I grab their hands. "Y/N, get off!" They pull away. They look away. I look at their face, catching them off guard.

TK is crying.

"TK!!! Why are you crying?!" They move back. "I'm not! I have allergies." They stutter. "Tell me!" I hug them. "Y/N, please... get off, you'll only make it worse." TK says. "Not until you tell me what's going on!" I muffled into their hood. They pushed me off and snatched their umbrella

"Y/N, I like you. I've liked you ever since I saw you at the diner, the moments we shared with each other, the time we bumped into each other trying to clean up a smoothie, the time when you left me heartbroken in the rain, up to now. Why couldn't you see that?"

I sit there. I eternally laugh at my own idiocy. How could have I been so blind?

"I feel so bad. I can't imagine what you've gone through, TK. I'm sorry. I should've been more alert. But I need to tell you this before it gets worse. I only see you as my friend right now. Nothing more. You're my best friend. I don't want this to ruin it. I'm sorry TK." I hug them. I hear them sob and hug back.

After a hot minute of hugging, TK stops crying and accepts my rejection. I wave goodbye to them and tell them to text me. I sit down next to Peter and take a big exhale, showing I'm upset. I think Peter got the hint because he didn't ask about it. Then we drove to Peter's house; my new home.

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