Andrew Garfield | Peter Parker One Shots -discontinued-

3 a.m.

Based off of the song "3am" by Meghan Trainor 

I can't believe I'm still doing this I told myself a month ago that I'd be through with this I'm looking at my phone and wondering if you're homeI'm kinda tipsy, I ain't tryna sleep aloneSomebody told me that some other girl was hugging youBaby you know I'm the one that should be loving youYou know we had a thing, baby, it's such a shameI still get crazy every time I hear your name

I sat down the beer bottle onto my nightstand, a sigh escaping my lips. I glanced at the clock; 2:56 a.m. Running a hand through my hair, I picked up my phone, slowly going to my messages. I wonder if he's home or out doing Spider-man things..

"Put the phone down."

I glanced over at my friends, who were all staring at me. I sighed, "I need to text him."

"How many times have you texted him and he hasn't replied?"

I looked down at my phone, reading the messages.

Hey!

How are you?

I'm fine, thanks for asking..

Peter, I miss you.

Please reply..

Talk to me.. please..

"About six times." I shrugged, taking another drink of my beer.

"You need to give him up. I seen him and Gwen together the other day."

"That doesn't mean anything-"

"They were hugging, Alex. I think it does mean something."

"I'm just gonna see if he's up." I told her, typing out a new message to Peter;

Are you home? Awake..? I miss you- you don't know how this feels..

Kinda stressing like I'm gonna have a heart attack it's Been an hour and you haven't even hit me back babyKeep it real, tell me what's the deal 'cause I miss you, you don't know how this feels

"I told you he wouldn't reply."

"Shut up." I slurred, pushing my friend away from me, "He's just busy."

"With Gwen, sure."

I frowned and looked down at the time; 4:02 a.m. 

I know, I know, I know It's so wrongSomebody take away my phone'Cause I been drinking all night longAll night longAll night long

"I think that's enough." someone said, taking the unopened bottle of beer from me.

I sighed and laid back on my bed, looking at my phone screen again, "Why won't he talk to me?"

"Give me your phone."

"No." I frowned, holding it to my chest.

"It'll be better if you just forget about him, Alex."

"I know, but.. I just can't get him off of my mind." I sighed, closing my eyes, already beginning to drift off.

3AM, yep I'm texting you once again Even though I'm hanging with my friendsAnd I can't help it, I can't help myself, no3AM, I might be looking for a late night friend and baby,I can't get you out my headI can't help it, I can't help myself, no