Peter pan/ Robbie Kay imagines

Forgive

''Hey, Robbie it's me. Again. I'm just wondering where you are, and I'm a little worried. Call me back." You said, while hanging up the phone yet again. You'd left a couple messages lately. Robbie was supposed to come over tonight, and you were going to spend the whole evening together. It was past midnight now, and he was nowhere to be seen.
You sighed, and climbed into bed placing your phone on your pillowcase hoping he would return the call. You closed your eyes, over thinking all the possibilities of where he could be. Shut up, brain. He'll call. You thought, as you turned over on your back and stared up at the ceiling.
As if on cue, your phone vibrated loudly interrupting your thoughts. You grabbed it quickly, noticing you'd received a message from an unknown number. Your eyebrows furrowed together, and you quickly went to see what it was. You clicked on the picture, and as soon as it opened up you felt your heart sink down from your chest, and suddenly it felt like the entire world was falling apart.

Robbie POV
"Would you stop it? I'm not buying her a drink." I said, annoyed at my friend who wanted me to help him hook up with one of the two girls at the bar. "Are you trying to get me in trouble?"
"You kind of did that yourself, man." He said, as he showed me his watch.
"Shit! I have to go, Y/N's going to kill me." I said, putting my drink down and getting ready to leave.
"Come on! You're already late, at least help me before you go?" He asked.
I rolled my eyes, "Fine, but once you start talking I'm leaving. Deal?"
We slowly walked towards the two girls, and I checked my phone while walking, knowing Y/N would be upset. I had so many voicemails. I heard my friend start talking, and knew it was my cue to do the same as the other girl was watching me expectantly.
"Hey," I said, to the other girl, "I'm Robbie."
"I know." She said, moving closer to me with a smirk, "I know who you are."
I cleared my throat somewhat nervously, "Oh."
"Want to buy me a drink?" She asked.
"Actually, I have to go-" I began.
"Come on. Just one." She said, and I sighed, giving in to her request. After she got her drink, we started talking about anything we could think of. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, knowing I had forgotten about where I was planning to go. I checked my phone, not wanting to answer in a bar.
"I'm sorry, I really have to go." I said, feeling guiltier by the minute.
"Alright, fine." She said, with a fake pout. "Can I at least get a picture with you?"

I agreed, and she gestured to her friend to come take the shot. She didn't have a phone, so her friend used my friend's phone instead. I moved over beside her, expecting to take a traditional picture with her. I felt someone grab my face, and suddenly her lips were on mine as she started kissing me roughly. I saw a flash as I faltered, and broke apart quickly. "What the fuck! Delete that picture, right now."
She smirked, and her friend was quickly doing something on the phone. My friend grabbed it quickly, and we both walked out of the bar.
"is it gone?" I asked, referring to the picture.
"I think so..." He said as he looked through his phone.
"Good." I said, feeling relieved.
"Oh wait, man, no. It's not." He said. "That girl, she knew what she was doing."
"What do you mean?" I asked, now panicking.

He turned his phone in my direction, and I saw the one thing I was afraid of. "No! Did it send? Shit! No!"
"Okay look just go over there now and explain."
"Explain what? It's past midnight. I missed our plans and now she's going to get a picture of me kissing some stranger in a bar." I said, running my hands through my hair nervously. "I can't lose her."
"Then go. Because this picture looks like you're actually into it, man."
Fuck.

Normal POV
"Y/N?" You heard, still sitting on your bed staring at your phone. You knew you were crying, but you were just too angry and shocked to do anything. You knew he was there, but you didn't want to say a single word.
"Look at me." He begged softly.
"Why?" You said, your jaw clenched in anger.
"What?" He asked.
"Why the hell would you do this?" You said, throwing your phone onto his lap. He winced from the impact, and you stood up angrily. "Why the hell were you even out in a damn bar when you were supposed to be here?"
"I lost track of time." He said quietly.
You scoffed, "Oh I bet you did. What with all the kissing going on."
"Y/N please-" He began.
"No! Don't you dare ask me to give you a chance." You said.
He looked down, not saying another word. He stood up slowly, afraid to make the wrong move. His expression was broken. You knew he was hurting, but somehow that made you angrier.
"Why Robbie?" You asked, exasperated and letting the tears fall freely from your eyes. He moved towards you out of reflex, but stopped himself from touching you. "What did I do wrong?"
"No! Nothing, Y/N. I know I don't deserve anything from you right now but you have to believe me." He said.
"Believe what?" You asked.
"All I did was talk to her, so that her friend would talk to him. I just distracted her at the beginning, and then I told her I had to leave to come see you. She knew who I was, and so did her friend. She wanted a picture with me, so her friend took it on his phone. She kissed me, and sent the picture." He explained.
"Robbie, this sounds like the most –" You began.
"I know! I know. It's not helping but you have to believe me that I would never hurt you this way. I would never do this! I love you so much." He said, his expression now begging for your forgiveness. His eyes were begging you, and brimming with tears. He was afraid of losing you.
"Robbie..." You said. "I just...it's hard...I don't know what to say."
"I'm so sorry." He said.
"I love you." You said, softly, finally looking up at him and moving towards him.
"Y/N, I love you too. Please, can we just move past this? It was nothing. I swear, I promise nothing remotely close to this will happen again." He said.
You let out a laugh, "I'll kill you if it does."
He smiled softly, "I'll help you."
You laughed, allowing him to finally embrace you in a warm hug. He held you tightly, letting out a sigh of relief due to your forgiveness.