y/n breaks down when she watches peter take an interest in Liz.
y/n's pov
My heart ached as Peter hugged Mj.
'Those arms should be wrapped around me' I thought.
I should've tried to move on long ago but now it was too late I guess. I couldn't escape the feeling that someone was squeezing my heart as tight as they could. After five years, it was almost about to burst.
He had already been talking to me less since he started talking to her. Maybe it was best, it would help me get over him. But I don't want to lose him.
I couldn't.
Id spent all my energy pushing back the tears that threatened to spill these past couple weeks, I was so exhausted. So tired that I couldn't do it anymore.
Just to my luck, his gaze fell on me as a single tear rolled down my cheek. Taking a deep breathe in, I turned around to walk away, rapidly pushing through the crowds of students. I knew he would come after me, he still cared after all.
"Y/n!" I heard him bellow down the hall. But I ignored his voice.
His soothing, comforting voice.
Running out the school building as fast as I could, I hid behind the storage block to catch my breath. Despite my features feeling dry due to the cold breeze, my eyes were still watering.
———
"Y/n! Peter is here!" My mum called out, Peters name striking fear in my chest.
I wish he'd just let me be.
I took a deep breathe in and out before walking to the front door of the apartment. Opening it reluctantly, my eyes met with those that felt like home. Worry was written all over his features, his eyebrows furrowed to create lines on his forehead.
"Hey. Can I come in?" He smiled weakly.
"Um I-"
"Pete! I'm just going out so you'll have the place to yourself. Got a hot date! There's left over pizza in the fridge so help yourself. See you later honey." My mum pecked me on the cheek with a grin and patted Peter on the shoulder before hurrying out. He chuckled which made me chuckle too.
"Can I?" He pointed indoors and I nodded.
"Look, I know somethings wrong so please tell me. I'm really worried about you y/n." He reached out to grab my hand but I walked away, pretending I went to sit on the couch.
"Pete I'm fine okay? You don't need to worry!" I forced a smile.
"Don't lie to me, I'm your best friend."
Best friend. That's all I'll ever be.
"What?"
Shit. Did I say that out loud?
"Yeah, you did."
Man, I really am sleep deprived.
"Y/n, what the hell are you talking about?" He frowned, strutting over to the couch and sitting down next to me.
"Just ignore me, okay? I'm exhausted and saying stupid things." I shut my eyes and leant back, hoping that I would somehow be taken someplace else.
"I don't think I can ignore you when you say stuff like that."
"Peter can you please just leave me alone." I got up and walked to the kitchen, needed some form of fuel to keep me sane right now.
"No! I'm not okay because-"
"PLEASE!" I shouted, feeling that all too familiar tightness in my throat. "J-just leave me alone."
He flinched slightly at my words but his expression softened again once he saw my eyes welling up.
"Sweetheart, don't cry. I'm sorry..." he whispered and walked over quickly to embrace me.
I caved and snuggled into him. I know it was what I was trying not to do but I couldn't help it. He felt like home.
"Please tell me what's wrong, god I'm so worried about you." He spoke into my hair.
"I cant. I just can't." I whispered into his chest.
"Please y/n, you can tell me anything."
I knew this was it. The moment I'd been dreading. I had to tell him.
"Y-you'll never understand, okay?" I pulled myself from his embrace and walked back to the couch.
"Make me understand then." He practically pleaded, his voice cracking.
"No. You won't understand what it's like to see you with her. With...with someone that isn't me." My hand covered my hand as a silent sob rose to the top of my throat.
It truly hit me that this would be the last time i saw Peter. He would surely freak out and leave, weirded out by the fact that his nerdy best friend has a crush on him.
"Her? What Mj?" His voice was so soft it literally made my heart melt.
"Of course. I mean, I'll never be her." I chuckled through my tears.
"Why would you want to be her? Shes nothing like you I mean you're-"
His abrupt stop felt like someone had punched me as hard as they could in the stomach.
He knew.
"Oh."
"Yeah...oh." I bit down on my lip, hearing the tone of his voice; empty.
"So let me get this straight, you wish you were Mj because...you think I like her?" He slowly sat down next to me, his face still unreadable.
I simply nodded.
And he...laughed?
"This isn't funny Peter." I glared at him through still watering eyes.
"It is, its hilarious that you think I like Mj." He spoke between loud chuckles.
"Y-you don't?"
"No dumbass, I love you!"
Those three words made the squeezing of my heart loosen.
"What?" My eyes widened and looked directly into his brown ones.
"Okay, that wasn't how I was supposed to tell you." He slapped his palm to his forehead. "I mean, there was gonna be twinkly lights and flowers and...god I'm so stupid." He buried his face into his hands.
I'm pretty sure the pounding in my chest could be heard for miles around as I still gazed unbelievingly at him.
"Lights? Flowers?" I giggled.
"Yeah, that's what I've been doing with Mj! Planning how to tell you that I loved you and
I just want to be with you so badly. But I've ruined it now."
"No you haven't, do it now." I smiled, my entire mood beginning to brighten.
"I- okay..." he got up and kneeled in front of me before reaching out and gently grabbing both my hands. "You're like, the most perfect person ever. I mean, you're so kind and beautiful and smart and funny and...I just love you. I-I've wanted to be your boyfriend for so long but have been so scared you would say no. But a couple weeks ago after I almost died on a mission-"
"WHAT?!?" I bellowed.
"Not the point- the point is that I realised I cant keep avoiding these things. I've got to do what I want to do, what I need to do. And what I need is you y/n...if you'll have me?"
"Is that even a question? I love you so much Peter." I beamed before flinging my arms around his shoulders and collapsing on top of him.
Landing on his the floor with a little thud, he laughed and held my tight against him before pecking my cheek.
This was it. This is what it's like for dreams to come true.
