Radioactive - Parksborn

Part 2

Harry's POV

"Pete, I don't understand," I tell him. He awkwardly laughs. "You don't understand what, Har?" He questions. "I mean, I just don't understand how..how.." I sigh at a loss for words. He scooched closer as I tried finding my words

"Well, I mean..."
Peter looks over at me, concerned.
"Pete, You've basically been like the official photographer for Spider-Man for almost a year! I mean like, I've seen the pictures you've taken of him, you've been able to get so up close to him, you gotta know the guy." I explain. "more like unofficial..and I just take pictures of him, Har."

"But, He's gotta know of you, or you've gotta know about him at least!" I tell him. "Where's this going, Harry..?" I quickly get closer to him and grab his shoulders. "Pete. Tell me who he is! I need to know this."

"Harry, I don't know." He assures me. "Don't lie to me, Pete," I mumble. "Harry, I'm not lying...you just gotta believe that, I have no idea who he is." I could hear him lying through his teeth. "Well, he killed my father, Pete. And if that doesn't mean anything to you-" He cuts me off "Woah, Woah, Woah. Harry. I never said that didn't mean anything to me-" He says in distress.

"Prove it." I pressure him. "Prove, what?" He says confused. "That this means anything to you. That, now I have to be in rule of everything my dad left behind. Oscorp is my work now. I'm in command of everything here now. Do you know how much stress this puts on me?" I say pulling apart.

"Harry..."I hear him whimper before hugging me. I wasn't planning to be feeling affection from this, but I didn't mind it from him. "How can I prove it to you?" He says reassuring me. I sigh. "Peter, we need to work together to find out who Spider-man is. Once that is done we tell the world what he has done. He can't still be popular for being known as both a murderer and whoever he is behind the mask. "So, what do say? Are you in?" I asked.

Peter's POV

Bullshit! That is what I would've said if I wasn't had stamina to tell him my secret identity. "Yeah, I'm in," I told him. Why would I have said that? "Thanks, Pete. I can always count on you. If you see him near, let me know, other than that, I'll be out for most of the day." he says getting up. "Sure thing, Har," I sighed.

He left off his bed, and went to go get ready. I went back to my bed and just sat for a little bit. Thinking. Harry is my best friend. I can't hide all this from him, I thought. But so much could go wrong if he finds out. He already had jealousy towards me when I got to know his dad, Norman Osborn. He saw how close I felt with him too, and got jealous. It hasn't show up recently for reasons, but I never thought Harry would ever feel jealous of something I was doing.