Parksborn- Wrong person bad time

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On a late evening, Peter had forgotten that he was supposed to meet up with Harry and MJ at the diner after school. They had been waiting for the day to come where all their schedule's don't collide, but havoc has been stirring with the hobgoblin on the loose. Peter left Spanish class that afternoon to catch up with HG, he will never know what  "donde esta la lebretica" means. During the fight with the hobgoblin, Peter had gotten thrown gas cans that impaired his vision. He webbed out of the smoke to see that Hobgoblin had gotten away. He took the opportunity to race to the diner where Harry and MJ must have been waiting for him. Swinging on the way there he put his clothes over his spider-suit tucking away his mask in his backpack just as he landed a street away. He ran down the street only to be met with Harry running from the other direction.  He slowdowns his pace with a smile plastered on his face. Peter waves,
"Hey, why aren't you inside?"
"Hey Pete, I got out a bit late, I'm assuming you did too?" Harry opens the door letting Peter in first. They walked over to where the red hair girl was sitting at the corner booth of the diner. Already drinking a smoothie and eating, she points with a fry swinging back and forth from each boy,

"Why are you two late? Didn't you say your schedules were clear? Or did you guys hangout before this without me?" She stuffed a  fry in her mouth before she scoots over the booth.  Peter sat next to her. Harry made his way to sit across from them. As Peter grabs a fry from MJs plate, he quickly comes up with an excuse for his absence.

"I had to stay back for science club, not sure about Harry tho." Peter dips the fry in ketchup before throwing it in his mouth.

"He was probably too busy getting away from all his girlfriends." Peter playfully said.

"He was running when I saw him outside." Peter added as him and MJ giggle while looking at
Harry who had a sly smile on his face.

"Come on you guys, you know you're the only girlfriends I have."

"As if," MJ laughs as the waitress came to take their order.

By the end of the meal, night had fallen quickly. Harry and Peter waved goodbye to MJ as she walked the opposite direction. Harry and Peter let the sounds of New York fill their ears. The city lights illuminated their path. Their hands lingered beside them swinging with each step. Peter took notice how Harry was moving closer to him. Peter trying to act normal, nonchalantly reach out for Harry's hand, he wasn't sure what he was trying to do.

Just before things could get interesting.

BOOM!

A car went flying up mid air. Peter's instinct was to run towards the explosion however he was with Harry. He turned around to tackle Harry before he shouted.

"PETER GET DOWN!" He sent Peter to the ground using his body as cover just as the car came down a few feet away from them. Fragments of debris scattered everywhere. Peter swiftly got back up in a panic, he was able to take the weight of a flying car but Harry couldn't. He grabbed Harry by his shoulders shaking him,
"Harry, that could have killed you, are you okay!?" Harry cupped his hands around Peter's face, dispite the people who were running past them, and away from the danger, harry could only think of the well being of Peter. Harry's eyes could only show how much he wanted to protect him, to keep him safe.
"We have to get out of here Pete!"

Harry stood up in a haste, leading Peter to an alleyway.

As minutes approached, they stopped to catch their breath. Peter had to go after the evil doer who was rampaging NY, but with Harry in his way he couldn't. Peter knew how much hatred Harry had twords Spider-Man, if he found out that his best friend was the one person he hated the most Peter would lose everything.

"We should be safe here for now." Harry turned to Peter in relief, his chest fell slowly as they let each others gaze linger. He felt a tight grip around his hand, he hadn't realized that their hands were still intact since they ran. Harry could feel the warmth spread across his face,
"Uhm.." not wanting to make Peter feel awkward he shook his hand lightly, lifting it up to get the boys attention.
"Oh!, sorry, I guess I can't keep my hands off of you." Peter's smile shot down after feeling the sheer embarrassment of those words that came out of his mouth. Harry raised an eyebrow. Praying that he had an easy exit from this situation , Peter's Spidey sense alerted him.