Chapter 9

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PETERS POV:
It had been a while since we'd gotten back to camp and all the lost boys had gone to bed.
I slowly made my way up to the tree house, opening the door and quietly heading inside, lighting a candle and sitting down at my desk.

I listened quietly to y/n's slow breathing, turning my head to look at the sleepy girl.
This girl was doing something to me, normally seeing someone cry, I wouldn't care but seeing her cry today made my insides melt, I just wanted to hold her and protect the small girl from the world.

I watched as she slept peacefully, before noticing what she was wearing.
she was wearing one of my shirts.
I couldn't help but smile seeing have huge the shirt was on her.

She quietly stirred moving her legs around giving my a glimpse of the ribbon like thing she had rapped around her upper thigh.

I quietly went back to the maps on the table circling places and watching as Emma and her friends wandered round the island.

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