Goth Boy Peter~ [Peter x Fem Reader]

Chapter 4

~♡Peter's POV♡~

I quickly walk out the school building and look around, trying to find her. I see her already leaving through the gates, now off school campus. I speed walk over to her, trying to be as quiet as possible. Once I get close enough, I can hear her sniffles, which just hurts my heart. I really didn't mean to hurt her feelings. I was just trying to tease her a little bit. I didn't think she'd care that much about her sketchbook.. Which really makes me wonder what could be in there. But I can't think about that right now. I need to focus on her. I wish there's a way I could tell her sorry or it's okay without hurting my image. Sometimes, I think about leaving my act behind me and just trying to be with her. I listen to her soft cries. I never meant to make her cry. I want to hug her so badly.

I watch as she enters her house, and I quickly walk over to her window and kneel down. Waiting for her to walk into her room. I see her walk in, throw her backpack in a corner, and lie down on the bed. She pulls a pillow close to her body and holds it tightly. My heart. That's so cute! I wish I was that pillow. I want to hold her tight and never let go.. She's still crying. Did I really hurt her feelings that much? I know she's sensitive and hates being yeld at. I should've just given her book back.

I sigh as I pull out my phone. I can't leave her a mess like this.. I've never texted her number before. I've had it for a while, but I was saving it. And I didn't want her to get weirded out knowing I got her number. She never gave it to me, but I have my ways. I don't know what to say. I can't be obvious it's me. I nervously type a message. I waited for about 3 minutes, too scared to send it. My heart is speeding up a little. What if she finds out it's me? Just stop thinking and send it. I take a deep breath and finally send her an 'I'm sorry.' I quickly turn off my phone and peek through the window, waiting for her to look at the text.

~♡Y/N's POV♡~

I'm crying into my pillow when I feel my phone vibrate. I ignore it for a second, but I get curious cause I usually don't get texts. I need to make sure it's not an emergency from TK. But I just stare at the text, extremely confused. I don't think this was meant for me.. it's an unknown number. Then another text pops up, 'Don't ask any questions, just take the apology.' This is so weird. Who could this be? It can't be Peter.. he never apologizes. And he doesn't even have my number. I really want to ask who it is, but I'm a little scared to. The apology makes me feel a little better, even though I don't think it's meant for me. I don't get a lot of apologies, I'm the one usually saying sorry, even if it's not my fault. I turn off my phone as I imagine it's Peter. I know it's not him, but it makes me feel a lot better if I make myself believe it's him.. The first 2 days have been rough. I hope tomorrow is better and only gets better. I put my phone to the side and bury my face into my pillow as I get under the blankets.

~♡Peter's POV♡~

I had to send another text cause I didn't want her to ask any questions. I can't let her know it was me. I see her curl up next to the pillow and get comfy under the blankets. I sigh as I close my eyes and lean against the wall.

>Time skip<
(The next day: Lunch)

~♡Y/N's POV♡~

Once again, I'm sitting with TK, trying to listen to his conversation, but I keep zoning out and thinking about yesterday. Peter has been getting weirder since last year. More bold, I guess. TK notices I'm not listening and waves his hand in front of my face. I snap out of it and look towards him.

🪻: "I'm sorry, TK.. I was listening, but.."

🍵: "It's okay, Y/N. Is something on your mind? You can talk to me." He says softly