Goth Boy Peter~ [Peter x Fem Reader]

Chapter 17

⚠️This chapter is slightly suggestive⚠️

•Continued•

🖊: I quickly snap out of my train of thought when she speaks, but not quite fully.. I'm still thinking about other things.. I hear her ask, 'Am I asking for it?' I look her up and down again. I wis- I fully snap out of it this time. I take a step back. I'm completely shocked by my thoughts. I run my hand through my hair and try to collect myself. "What? No! Of course not." I get in front of her and kneel down. "Even if you had no clothes on at all, you wouldn't be 'asking' for it. The only people who think that are messed up in the head. Unless you verbally ask for it, no one has the right to touch you.. Okay?"

🪻: His behavior is confusing me. Why does he keep looking me up and down? And why is it taking him so long to answer? I'm a little weirded out.. I take a step back out of shock when he gets in front of me. I wasn't expecting that. But his words do help a lot. He makes me feel better. I slowly nod my head.

🖊: I smile softly and stand back up as she nods. I'm happy to make her feel better, and I'm glad she didn't bring up anything else.. I put my hand on her shoulder and squeeze it gently before making my way back to my desk.

🪻: When I feel his hand on my shoulder and I can't help but smile. I turn around, grab his hand, and pull him in for a hug before he walks away. I hold him tight. I'm very thankful for him. He's the first adult to actually care about me since my dad.. "Thank you.." I say warmly.

🖊: My eyes widen when she suddenly grabs my hand, pulling me back and hugs me. I wasn't expecting that at all.. I feel my face turn red a little, and I look down at her. Her face buried in my chest, and her little arms wrapped around my torso. I smile and wrap my arms behind her head, hugging her gently. "No problem, darling.." I say quietly as I pet her head with one hand. I look at the mirror and stare at her as she hugs me. She deserves the world.. My eyes start to wander down her back and to her legs. My eyes widen when I realize what I'm doing. I let go of her and take a step back. "Y-You probably want to go home. I-I won't make you go back to class. Let me call your parents.." I quickly walk away from her and sit down at my desk.

🪻: I step back and stare at him when he suddenly pulls away. I'm a little hurt by it. When he brings up my parents, I quickly walk towards his desk. "No! Please don't call my parents. C-Can I just stay here.. P-Please..?" I say nervously.

🖊: My brows furrow at her sudden behavior. I lean back in my chair and put the phone down. "O-Okay.. Why don't you want me to call your parents? Don't you want to go home? Is everything okay at home..?"

🪻: I pause for a second. Crap. He can't know.. I fix my posture and try to act calm. "Uh.. Y-Yes, everything is okay.. It's j-just that they're really busy a-and I don't want to bother them.. W-Would it be okay if I stayed in here..? Pretty, please.."

🖊: I look at her with confusion. Why is she so nervous all of a sudden? I don't really believe her, but I won't try to push her.. "Oh, um.. Sure, that's fine with me.." I find it so cute when she says, 'Pretty, please.' She's so innocent. How could anyone be mean to her?

🪻: I smile warmly and bounce a little. "Yay! Thank you!!" I say happily.

🖊: I can't help but smile when I see her face light up. "You're welcome, sweetheart. You can sit on the couch behind me, or you can go into the back room. There's bean bag chairs and whatnot in there.."