Y/n charming had never been the smartest or the strongest girl but always put a smile on people's faces.
People would tell her she was special in her own kind of way.
So when she finds herself in neverland and meets a boy who offers her more then...
Peter led me through the forest guiding me somewhere.
"Where are we going?" I asked dragging myself along after him. "I am looking for something ." He said turning to me and smiling.
"Did you have a nice stroll around the forest?" Peter asked casually. "Walking isn't really a favourite hobby of mine." I said with a frown.
I was tired and cold, missing the luxury of cars back in storyBrook.
"Awh do your poor little feet hurt?" Peter asked mockingly, turning his head to fake pout at me. "My feet aren't little." I said with a scowl. "Please have you seen those things? I've seen mice bigger then them."
I could only roll my eyes and continue walking, staring at the backs of peters shoes as we trudged along.
"Here we are." Peter said as he pushed some ivy out the way of the path we're we came to an amazing view of the Neverland ocean.
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"why am I here Peter? You told Henry why he's here, but you never told me why I'm here." I said watching Peter crouch down and start looking around for something under some rocks.
"Not now y/n." Peter said as he started to look more frantically. I gave out a defeated little puff of air and looked down at my feet sadly.
I always had an issue with people speaking to me like I was a bother, and I don't know why it upset me when people did it.
"Ah here you are. Peter said lifting something metal and shiny up to look at. Jewellery? This is what he made me walk all over Neverland for? A rusty peace of junk jewellery? What an absolute piss take.
I let out an annoyed huff and spun around on my toes.
"Y/n? Where are you you going?" Peter said with a hint of amusement.
"I don't know." I yelled as a walked away from him back into the forest. If I'm honest all I was looking for was a semi clean place for me to sit and rest my feet and honestly have a bit of a cry, but I didn't feel like telling that to Peter.
I could have sworn I heard Peter let out a breathy laugh before jogging to catch up with me, which only made me speed up more.
"Y/n what's wrong? Why are you upset? Stop walking away from me." Peter said walking behind me. He was a good few meters behind me as I sped along down a random little path aimlessly wondering about.
"What's wrong y/n." Peter said appearing in front of me.
"I'm tired and sweaty, my feet hurt and you dragged me along all around the island for a stupid peace of rusty jewellery, you wouldn't answer my question all I want to do is go home and lay in bed!" I said tearing up as I spoke and a few stray tears fell down my cheeks.
Peter slowly moved closer to me as I spoke and when I had finished talking and more tears started to fall he rapped his arms around me holding me tightly as the feud gates opened, resting one hand on the back of my neck and the other around my waist as his chin slowly settled on the top of my head.
It took me a while to realise he was quietly shushing me and slowly rocking me back and forth like you would a child.
"You done?"Peter asked gently as I pushed away from him slightly wiping under my eyes with the back of my hands, peters arms mostly still around me.
I moved away from him gently taking a few deep breaths. "Sorry..." I said quietly still using my thumbs to dry under my eyes.
"Come on let's go back to camp." Peter said resting his hand on my waist and guiding me towards camp.
It was dark when we made it back to camp, and I was practically leaning against Peter for support as I walked. My feet were basically numb and I was practically half asleep as Peter led me up the stairs to the treehouse steps and through the door.
"There should be Pyjamas in that same drawer." Peter said as I made my way into the house. "Goodnight Peter." I said turning to look at him.
"Goodnight y/n." Peter said turning and closing the door As he left.
I let out a sigh as I pulled off the boots Peter gave me and moved towards "My" drawer. "Oh thank god." I said pulling out the draw and seeing more clean underwear. I slowly stripped down my clothes and rushed to put of the clean bra and pannys, which matched the garter which was permanently rapped around my thigh.
I looked around the draw and there wasn't really anything I could wear as pjs over so I decided to take a chance and looking in one of the other drawers and found a few cotton shirts. I pulled a stripy one out and pulled it on over myself, doing up a few of the buttons.
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I pulled my hair up very messily and practically flung myself at the comfy bed, sinking into the covers and curling up into a ball.
