𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

Betrayal And Heartbreak

Parings → Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings → angst, feeling betrayed by friends, Peter being stupid.

Summary → Peter and you have a secret relationship because Ned has a crush on you, but you guys get caught.

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Peter hadn't seen you all day- not in the halls, not in class, not even a quick glance across the cafeteria. And honestly? It was driving him insane. Keeping your relationship a secret was already hard enough, but the constant hiding from Ned made it feel like something shameful instead of something special. Every hallway glance you couldn't share, every touch you had to pull back - it wore on both of you more than you liked to admit.

You understood why, though. Peter told you how Ned had confessed his crush on you months ago, and Peter, being Peter, didn't have the heart to hurt his best friend. So when you were the one who asked him out, he said yes - because he wanted you - but also begged you to keep things quiet. And you agreed. Not because you were ashamed. But because it was Peter. And you believed him when he said it was only temporary. That once things settled... you'd get to be his, out in the open.

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Peter's heart thundered in his chest as he moved through the hallway, eyes darting between passing students. He barely registered the conversations or the distant clatter of lockers slamming shut. Lunch had been rushed, half-eaten, and forgettable - because all he could think about was you. He hadn't seen you all day, and the distance was already gnawing at his nerves. The secrecy of your relationship was exhausting, but moments like these? They made it worth it.

Finally, he spotted you near your locker, distracted as you flipped through your textbooks. Relief flooded him - so fast, it almost made him dizzy.

He didn't hesitate. With a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching, Peter rushed forward, grabbed your wrist gently, and tugged you into the narrow hallway behind the science wing - the one no one really used during lunch.

"Peter-" you started, startled, but he cut you off with a kiss, his lips crashing into yours with such urgency it left you breathless. His hands framed your face, fingertips trembling slightly against your cheeks, like he needed to hold you just to make sure you were real.

Your back hit the cold wall, and you let out a soft gasp against his mouth. "Peter," you whispered between kisses, breathless and a little dizzy now. "What if someone sees?"

He didn't stop. His lips trailed along your jaw, then lower, brushing dangerously close to your neck. "Most of the kids are in the cafeteria, babe," he murmured, voice thick with need. "We've got time."

You giggled, quiet and flustered, especially when his hands slipped to rest at your hips, fingers gripping just tight enough to make your skin tingle.

"What about Ned?" You asked softly, your fingers curling into the front of his hoodie. "He won't come looking for you?"

Peter paused only long enough to press a kiss to the corner of your lips, flashing that familiar, crooked grin. "Told him I needed to see the Spanish teacher."

And that was when the world flipped.

A sharp sound - the unmistakable thud of dropped books - echoed down the hallway.

You both froze.

Peter stepped back just in time for you to see him: Ned. Standing a few feet away, eyes wide, mouth parted in stunned silence. His expression twisted, disbelief bleeding into hurt, and then into something darker.