Peter/YB X Female Reader //Highschool Drama//

Chapter 69: Old Fears

TK's POV

After I was done explaining, Lucy looked concerned and upset.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry you guys had to experience that. Oh poor Y/N. No wonder why she never wanted to have me hook her up with someone." Lucy said.
"Yeah... It sucked. And still does knowing that stupid bitch is back." I growled.
"Why the hell would she go out with him again though after all that shit!? Is she mad?" Lucy asked, throwing her hands in the air in frustration.
"She didn't recognize him." I said.
"How the fuck do you not recognize someone who literally traumatized you?" Lucy said, folding her arms.
I shrugged.
"But the day I told her to go to the police is the day she went missing. I think he kidnapped her. She wouldn't just fucking leave town. There is no way in hell that it's just a coincidence." I explained.
"Then we need to go to the police." Lucy said.
"Ok. Let's go." I said, standing up.
Lucy grabbed the apartment keys and we headed out.

Y/N POV

Me and Peter sat on the couch, watching (insert fav movie).
"Hey imma run to the bathroom. I'll be back in a minute." I said.
"Do you mind grabbing me another slice of pizza in the kitchen when you come back?" Peter asked.
I nodded. First time he's asked me to do anything for him. Wow. I chuckled slightly and went upstairs. After I went, I ran back downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed a slice from the pan and went to head back before stopping in front of the fridge. He said nothing spicy. I smirked and reached into the fridge, pulling out hot sauce. Why does he have it? Who knows. It is a very small bottle though. I poured just a very little bit. Just so he wouldn't noticed. I then walked back into the living room, sitting back down.
"There ya go." I said, trying to hold back a smile.
"Thank you darling." Peter said.
I tried not to make it noticeable that I was looking at him versus the TV. But I couldn't help but watch as he took a bite. He swallowed his bite before realizing his mistake. He sat up and looked at me. I was trying to hold back laughter so badly.
"Er... Something wrong?" I asked.
"What did you do?" He asked.
I couldn't help but laugh. He set the slice down on his plate. His face grew red and he began to sweat.
"Holy shit what did you put on it?" He asked, beginning to pant.
"I only put a little bit of hot sauce dude. Are you seriously gonna die from that?" I asked.
"You do realize my tongue is extremely sensitive to shit, right?" He said.
I was dying of laughter now. I fell onto my back, crying basically.
"This is what ya get for leaving me home all day." I said.
Just then Peter pinned me down and I stopped laughing. His lips crashed into mine and his tongue pushed its way into my mouth. Peter let out what sounded like a moan. I was in shock. His tongue continued its way down my throat. I needed to get out of this situation but... It felt good. I let my arms wrap around him and let myself relax. Peter pressed his body firmly against mine and we basically began to make out. Everything was getting hot. I haven't felt like this in awhile. I sucked on Peter's tongue, earning moans and grunts from him. I smirked to myself. Fuck I knew this would happen. He began to grind against my waist and that's when I knew I needed to stop. I didn't feel like going right to that after everything. I pushed him away, gasping for air slightly. He looked disappointed but sat up, scooting away. I felt bad now.
"I... I don't know if I'm ready for that just yet." I stuttered, wiping the saliva off my mouth.
"It's fine. Sorry." He said.
"No no. Don't apologize. I... Enjoyed that but... I don't wanna tease you." I said.
"Oh." He said, looking over.
I smiled shyly. He smiled back and scooted back over, pulling me into a hug.
"I love you so much Y/N." He said, placing a few kisses on my neck.
Shit. I knew I wasn't gonna be leaving now. I missed him too fucking much. I hugged him back.
"I love you too Peter." I said.
"Please don't ever leave me again? I promise I'll be better. I'll do whatever you want me too. I promise to take good care of you Y/N." He said, pulling away.
I nodded.
"Ok Peter." I said.

// Time Skip //

I woke up to a loud crash. It was of course thunder. I knew that all too well. I looked at the time. It was currently 3am. I sighed, sitting up in my bed. I know damn well I won't be falling back asleep now. Unless... I looked over at my bedroom door. Just then there was another loud crash. I got up and walked out of my room and down towards Peter's room. Do I really wanna do this? I knocked slightly. Silence. Then the door opened. Peter looked at me, tiredly.
"What's up?" He asked.
"Oh just ugh..." I stuttered.
"Thunderstorm. Gonna guess ya wanna sleep with me?" He asked, smirking.
I frowned and nodded.
"No need to call me out like that." I said.
"Whatever. Come on, love." He said, stepping aside to let me in.
I walked in and plopped down onto the bed. He walked to the other side of the bed, lying down. I laid down next to him, pulling myself close as another loud clash of thunder shook the house.
He held me close, kissing me on the top of my head.
"It's ok, darling. I'm here, there's no need to be scared anymore." He said.
"Oh shut it Peter. I'm not that horrified." I said, turning red from embarrassment.
He chuckled.
"Goodnight though." He said.
"Goodnight." I said.

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