Y/n:
You and Peter were best friends and Peter loved you and you loved him but of course he did that one thing all guys do... Have problems but dont tell you because they think 'I don't want you to worry about it' like stfu and tell me goddamn.
"Hey Peter I'm heading to school, you need to come" "Why?" Peter said on his bed stuffing his mouth with Cheeze Itz "Because Xavier will get mad at you!" "And does it look like I care" "No, but why don't you come" "Because everybody thinks I'm a nerd boy who has no friends!' "Peter you know what they say 'One real friend is better than a ton of fake ones' " "yeah but still, people think I'm some loser who sits in his mom's basement all day!" "Ok and so!" "It's most likely those one jocks" "Peter that's it get up and get dressed you coming to day!" "fine mom" Peter got up and got dressed into his pink floyd shirt and jeans with his amazing grey jacket "Why are you wearing your lucky shirt, you got a date?" "Pff, I wish" "Then why do you have it on?" "So today isn't trash, bye" Peter snatched his bag off the hook and ran off" you laughed and walked to your class.
Peter:
There they were again... The jocks, I tried to move as far as possible away from them but that didn't work "Hey Petey Tweety" dang it "Hey" I said annoyed 'He's such a loser' someone said then eventually everyone started whispering bad things about like 'I bet he lives in his mom's basement and whenever he is scared he goes and sleeps with his mom' and 'He is never gonna get a job or girlfriend' 'Why does he dress like he's 50 years old and has grey hair like a grandpa' 'No wonder why he always cheers on y/n, because he is her grandpa!" Someone else said, that's when a boy dashed towards me and bunched me "What the hell!" I yelled "Your never gonna get a life your so pathetic, y/n is mine" he let me fall onto the ground, I felt like crying, I grabbed my bad and dashed to me and y/n's shared room "Why am I always a loser to everybody, don't they know I have a life too" I cried and layed in bed "I'm so tired of being treated like I'm nothing, like I'm some piece of trash that gets thrown into the ground and stomped on!" I threw my bag down and stomped on it then I went to y/n's room "She probably is making fun of me right now telling all her friends that I farted at 12:00 am" I layed down on her bed and cried
Y/n:
"I'm back from an annoy-" "Peter what happened to you!" "Nothing, I'm fine" "What happened, and why do you have a black eye!" "Th- the" Peter sniffled "The who?" You said climbing into bed to comfort him "The jocks" "of course, it's my fault I'm sorry Peter" "No it's not" "yeah it is, I let you go out there in the first place" "you didn't do you it all you did was tell me I should go to school or else Xavier will kill me" you laughed "What happened" "Well I was sitting in class and everybody started whispering bad things about me so then one boy went up to me and this happened" "Oh Peter" you hugged him tight "Peter I love you, and If I'm the only one then be it and guess what I'm proud about it too" "I love you too" "Here Peter let's get some rest and let your eye heal" you kissed his eyelid "My baby is hurt" Peter laughed "Was" Peter faked baby crying you laughed "I love you Peter" "I love you too y/n"
Authors note:
THIS SUCKED IM SO SORRY PLS DONT READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!😭🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕
