Peter scowled at Felix, feeling quite betrayed as he spied on him and the girl he w- no, the girl he didn't want.
She giggled, "So, that's how you make eggs in a basket." She took a bite of the freshly made breakfast item.
The boy nodded as he removed the griddle from the fire and placed it in the pail full of water, hearing the sizzling and watching the steam rise into the air. "How is it?" He began to eat his basket.
Her eyes widened in surprise, "This is really good! Wow, Felix, you're quite the cook."
He chucked, "Why, thank you."
She giggled and pecked his lips quickly, not wanting Peter to see them if he was out. Little did she know of Peter's whereabouts...It was nearly the last straw to him, but he resisted the urge to come out and beat up the prick who was taking his chances with Fiona. Beginning to soon feel heartbroken, he quietly went back to his tent.
Sighing, he laid down on his cot.
"What's the matter with you, Peter? Why should you be so depressed over a damn girl?" He thought to himself, trying to snap out of it. He wished he never grew to like her, wished that he never made the deal. A deal that he was going to lose...
"No." He said aloud, "I'm not losing this game, I've never lost in a game..." He walked out of his tent in perfect timing for Fiona was alone, reading a book. A smirk came to his face even though he had no plan, but he grew determined on the first thing that came to mind.
Peter walked over to her and without warning grabbed her, bringing her close to him, and smashed their lips together. A few small protests came, attempting to end the moment, but she either gave up or gave in. He held her still as they stopped kissing and looked into her hazel orbs.
"Fiona... Love.. me....." He said softly, tears coming to his eyes as he hugged her, never wishing to let go. But it was then when she really hurt him. He staggered back for she had shoved him off of her with surprising strength.
"No, down boy..." She said coldly, glaring at the poor fool. Felix was now by her side and smirked as he looked at the heartbroken Peter, putting an arm around Fiona.
"This is why I love you, Fiona." The boy said as he kissed her in front of the other who was on the ground, watching in defeat. He got up shakily and went back to his tent, a gaping hole in his heart... Tears trickled down his face like a river of broken love.
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Villain (ouat Peter Pan one shot)
FanfictionWho will lose in the game of falling in love? Who will be the villain? Who will be the one vulnerable? (OUAT One Shot)