Goth Boy Peter~ [Peter x Fem Reader]

Chapter 6

~♡Y/N's POV♡~

After a few minutes, I stand up and close my door, making sure to lock it before I change. My mind is blank, I try not to think about anything as I get ready. I sneak past Chris and start walking to school. I find TK in the library, and I see his face light up when he sees me, which makes me feel a little better, but I can't stop thinking about this morning. He sees that I'm not smiling back, and he notices that I look sad and uncomfortable. He puts on a worried face as he gets up from his chair and walks up to me. He takes my hands. "Hey, are you okay?" He says softly. I can't speak. Nothing will come out. I don't know if I can talk about it. I bite my lip and look down as I step closer to him. He quickly wraps one arm around my waist and puts his other hand behind my head, holding me close. My eyes tear up, and I bury my face into his neck. "Shh, shh.. It's okay.." He says, trying to calm me down. He brings me to a big bean bag chair and sits me down with him, still holding onto me. We stayed silent the whole time while he rubbed my back and stroked my hair. He's so good at comforting me. I appreciate him so much.

The bell rings, and we part out ways. The first 2 periods go by so quickly I and make my way to my 3rd period class. I really hope Peter either isn't here, which is unlikely, or he leaves me alone today, which is also unlikely. I cross my fingers as I sit and put my head down.

~♡Peter's POV♡~

I walk into class, and I see Y/N with her head down. My heart hurts for her. She's been through so much. I want to be the one who holds her and comforts her, not TK. I want to hold her close, I want to feel her body against mine, and I want to feel her breath on my neck. I sit down in my seat behind her. I'm so tempted to just rub her back. But I decided to just stay quiet and not bother her. She deserves peace right now, after all she's been through. I put my head down on the desk but positioned in a way where I could still see her. For what only feels like 5 minutes, the bell rings. I sit up and wait for her to get up, too, but it looks like she fell asleep again. I can't pull her hair this time. It'll be wrong. I gently rub her shoulder..

~♡Y/N's POV♡~

I start to wake up from someone rubbing my shoulder. Who could it be? I haven't made any friends in this class yet. It might be the teacher, which will be kind of embarrassing for me. I lift my head up, and I see Peter. My face turns red a little, and I quickly look away. This is way more embarrassing compared to a teacher waking me up. "How late did you stay up last night?" I hear him ask me. Surprisingly, he sounds genuine. I'm starting to get confused because he woke me up like a normal person would, and now he's asking a genuine question? "E-Enough.. I just had a lot of stuff to do last night.." I say quietly as I stand up and grab my backpack. "T-Thank you.." I say softly cause I'm glad he woke me up again, but in a gentle way this time. I walk out before he could say anything else.

That was weird. He's being so nice.. Well, it's not super nice, but it's a huge change compared to how he usually treats me. Am I dreaming? Did Chris hit me so hard that I'm hallucinating things? Whatever. I probably shouldn't think too much about it. I walk to my 4th period and sit down. This class is extremely boring but it's not hard. And at least I get to be with TK.

⚠️Slight body image issues⚠️

Lunch rolls around quicker than expected. Me and TK walk to the cafeteria and take a seat. I sit closer to him than normal. I just want comfort right now. He sees this and quickly wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes as he eats. I can smell a fry in front of me, held close to my face, and I open my eyes to see TK holding a fry to my mouth, moving it like a plane as if I'm a baby. I push his arm away as I giggle a little. I see his disappointment and he tries again. I push his hand away again, and he gets upset. "When's the last time you ate?" He asks softly. "Last night, it's okay.." I say as I look up at him, my head still on his shoulder. He doesn't seem to like that answer. "So you didn't have breakfast? Come on, Y/N. You need to eat something." He pleads. I shake my head and close my eyes. "I'm not hungry. Thank you, though.." I say as convincing as I can. He sighs and puts the fry in his mouth. I feel bad for denying his food most of the time. I know he cares about me, and I hate making him worry. But I just can't. I don't want to get fat. It took so long to get to where I am now. I still don't like how I look, but it's a lot better than before. I can't give in. I'm not risking all of my progress on one fry.