Peter Pan

Chapter 12

Once Caden and I reach camp, I see Felix help against a tree by Peter. "You slept with Amy!" He says yelling at him. "I didn't sleep with her!" He says yelling back, "she slept with me!" Right as he said that my body fills with anger.

I start to run over to where Felix is. "I did not sleep with you!" I spat out. "Please Peter you have to believe me!" I say looking at him trying to tell him to play along. He lightly nods and scolds at me.

"And why should I believe you and not my best friend?! Hmm? Why!?!" He says yelling at me letting Felix go. "Maybe because he's a lunatic Peter. He's trying to get between you and I. He trying to ruin us."

"There won't be any us if this happens again." He says walking away. I begging to fake cry and run off into the distance, screaming "I hate you Peter Pan".

Peter finds me and walks towards me instantly kissing me. "I mean none of that Amy. I love you." He says kissing me harder. "I know Peter it's okay" I say pulling back for air.

We walk back to our home, hand in hand. Our breaths nearly in unison. Same with out feet. The sun still high in the sky, warming the air. The fresh breeze blowing and the air is brisk, crisp.

We reach our home and he lays me down in bed. The white silk sheets feel smooth under my rough skin. "Oh Amy. I don't know how long I can do this. It's... Hard." He says turning to face me.

"Please Peter, just a bit longer." I plead. He lets out a long sigh and wraps his arms around my waist. "I love you" he says then places a kiss on my lips. I place my hands around his neck and kiss him back. His kisses are passionate and meaning full. They are so pleasing and make me get butterflies in my stomach every time we kiss.

I pull away and put my finger on his lips, to stop him from kissing me once more. He looks at me with sad eyes and I let out a little laugh. Pushing his hands off my hips I pull myself up, off the bed.

I reach the bathroom door and feel arms wrap around my body, embracing me in a hug. "Peter, please I need a shower." I say pushing him off of me and entering the bathroom. I shut the door before he could come in and lock it.

I turn on the water and remove my dirt filled clothes. My body is painted with dirt and sweat, hair knotted and greasy. I step into the warm shower and let the small droplets roll down my body.

*Peters POV*
I come up behind Amy and wrap my arms around her, embracing her in a hug. "Peter, please I need a shower." She says pushing off me and stepping into the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it.

I hear the shower turn on and wait till I think she is in. I maneuver the lock with my fingers a few times until I hear a 'click' sound. I step into the bathroom quietly shutting the door behind me. I look at myself in the mirror, then smirk at the view. I'm pretty damn hot if you ask me.

*Amys POV*
The warm water rains from the shower head as I close my eyes and run my hands through my messy hair. I feel a rush of cool air on my bare skin and shiver at the feeling. I open my eyes to see what the cause was and see the shower curtain open to Peter.

"Peter!!" I say and lay myself again the wall, covering myself as well as I can. "Can you get out!!?" I say, but he walks over to the streaming water and places himself under it. "No" he simply says as the water floods his body. "No?" I say turning my face to look at him. "No" he says once more.

I let out a sigh of frustration and defeat. "Can you at least close your eyes while I'm shower in here?" I beg. He stays silent, letting the water flow over his perfect body. "Hm?!" I say annoyed. "Yeah. Sure." He says and walks away from the shower head gesturing me towards it. "Turn around."

He does as I say and I walk under the water, having my back towards him. I wash the extra dirt out of my hair and begin to run the dirt off my legs. When I stand back up I hit a hard object. "Peter. Backup. Now." I say leaning against the front wall of the shower, but he only leans on me. "Peter. Back. Up." I say one more time but he doesn't listen.

I get annoyed of his games and turn around to see Peter with a smirk on his face. "Can you please body your body off of mine?!" I whisper angrily. "No" he says. "Is that all you can say!" I say more loudly. "No" he says and let's out a giggle. I roll my eyes and try to push him off of me. He doesn't budge.

"Amy, don't try. I'm not going anywhere." He says then places a sweet kiss on my lips. "Peter" I say through a breath. "Hm?" He says continuing to kiss me. "I still need to clean myself.." I say and turn around pushing myself off the wall, still leaving Peter not letting go of me. He places his arms around my waist and hugs me tightly.

"Please, just let me finish cleaning myself Pan." I say. He removes his hands from me and backs up. "Pan?"
He say softly. "Yeah, that's your name your name, right?" I said washing the dirt off of my stomach. "Only the lost boys call me Pan. I thought you would call me Peter?" He says sitting on the bathtub floor.

"I'm sorry I just wanted to get you off of my so I can clean myself, don't take is so hard." I said turning to get the dirt off my back. I see Peter has his head in his lap. I kneel next to him, "hey I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." He looks up at me and grabs my face in his hands, kissing me again. I don't pull away I just sit down and allow him go kiss me.

"Please just call me Peter." He says and I nod.

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A/n

Hey guys sorry it's been so long, I've been writing a different book that I liked better but I will continue with this one more now!! 😇

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