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Chapter 3:

WARNING! HOMOPHOBIA IN THIS CHAPTER! Says the f word, and not talking about fuck. Also, bullying.

wades pov

<he's so gonna run.> [well... Maybe.] <no definitely.> ugh. They wouldn't shut up.

I turned on the radio and 'Cupcakes on the beach' came on. "Oh I love this song!" Peter smiled. He started singing along to the song. His voice was perfect. It cracked a couple times, but that was the best part. He laughed it off and continued to sing. "You're so cute!" I laughed at the end of the song. He blushed and laughed. "Thanks, you're kinda cute yourself..." <yeah just wait until he sees your face! I can bet a million dollars he's going to hate you. Humanity is as flawed as your skin!>I kept a smile on my face, even though he couldn't see it. It didn't matter. Even though we had just met... I think I liked him.

Peters pov

Wade was a cool guy. He called me cute, which was a first for me. Exept when my dads had sent me to prom and stuff. They had called me cute. But that was it. No one had ever called me cute. I don't know why he wouldn't show his face. Did he just have self esteem issues? I mean, it couldn't be that bad, right? 

"So," he said, putting me off my train of thought. "You wanna go to the park? We could get chimichangas..." He said, in a sort of nervous voice. "You and your Mexican food..." "Come on... It'll be fun!" He said. " aright..." I said reluctantly, thinking about having to do a patrol later. I'd have to come up with an excuse.

Wades pov

[yay he likes Mexican food!]< what are you? 5?> [mentally? Yea. We are.] "ok stop..." I muttered to them. Yeah. I guess we were mentally 5. "Did I do something?" Peter said in a worried tone. Shit. Ugh! Forgot that most people didn't talk to little voices in their heads that kills them internally. Damn it. "Umm... No one?" [wow so now we don't exist!] <Dick move, Wade> "sorry..." I muttered again. " no Need to apologize?" He said kind of weirded out. Great now he thinks I'm a psychopath. Well, I am but, still. [wait were you talking to us or him?] this time, I didn't answer. 

I parked the car on he street and hurried to open his door on the other side of the car. "Thanks!" He said with a smile, as he got out. We walked in the park and got to the Mexican food truck that I always stopped by, to see that there was almost no line. It was 5, and there was no one... Weird. Then again, it was a wensday night... I walked up to the counter and the guy at the counter immediately recognized me. "Hey Wilson! You got a date there?" Peter blushed bright red and I just smiled. <hah! GAAAAY!> [bro u know we're pansexual, right?] <yes but this is the first guy in awhile, no?>  I laughed at their conversation and looked up at the cashier/cook. He was about the only person who I let see my face, and he was used to it by now. "5 chimis, no? And what about you, kiddo?" He asked Peter. " uh... I'll have 2 chimichangas?" He said with a smile. He obviously hadn't been here before. It was cute. "One check?" He asked. "Yeah, I'll pay." I answered. "Aww you don't have to..." He said in a cute tone. "Don't worry about it!" I said, still not daring to look up at him. "Still not gonna show me, huh?" He asked me. "Nope." I said, popping the 'P'. 

Peters pov

It started to bother me that he wouldn't show me his face. Patience... Good things come to those who wait. Wade passed him a 10 and said "keep the change," as the cashier gave him the food. "See ha tomorrow, Wilson!" The cashier said. "Yeah, bye Greg!" Wade said. "Wilson?" I asked as he gave me the food he had bought for me. "Yeah, my name is Wade Wilson." How cute, an alliteration, just like mine. "Parker. Peter Parker." I said all James Bond like. He laughed and we sat at a park bench. Suddenly I saw a kid from my school. I groaned. Flash. "What's wrong?"Wade asked me. "Oh no big deal. Just my school bully..." I was cut off by flash starting to talk. " hey Peter, that your boyfriend? Hah fag!" he said. Wade stood up and looked him straight in the eye. "What did you call him?" He snarled. "Wade it's not th-" "answer the question!" He growled at him. "Bro what happened to your face!?" He said with a horrified expression. Wade pushed him to the ground and put him foot on him. "Come on, I dare you to say it again!" Said Wade. "If you even say that word again, I swear it I'll be a MILLION times worse!" " hey, man, what's-" said one of his henchmen. Wade took his foot off of him and he grabbed his sort and picked him up with one hand. He dropped him and said "well... Go!" Flash ran to the boy and grabbed his hand, pulling him with him. 

"Wade, you didn't have to do that..." I said, sort of flattered and a slight bit scared. "Yeah I did. I hate that word, and I hate bullies." He unwrapped a chimichanga and put it in his mouth. " plus I have poor impulse control, so yeah." I nodded my head I unwrapped my own and took a bite. "These are good!" I said, kinda surprised. "Oh yeah, why would I come here if it wasn't?" He asked. I shrugged and took another bite. We ate in silence, and I was surprised to see him eat the Mexican food so quickly. "You gonna eat that?" He asked me pointing at the 1/3 of a chimichanga left in my hand I passed it too hi with a smile. 

Wades pov

[aww how nice]<you just stole his food! You look like a pig! And I'm not even going to get started on our appearance.> I rolled my eyes and wolfed down the rest of the food. I saw him eyeing the swing a cross the sidewalk. [we should push him!] <haha no we're not gonna do anything for him!> [we bought him Mexican food dumbass!] "you wanna ride?" He said. Peter snorted. "Wait what!?" He laughed. I realized what I had just said. [oh my god nooooo!]< oh my god yes~> "oh my god! What no!i meant the swings!" I laughed. "Oh!" He smiled "you noticed?" "Of course senpai!" [you fool!] <yeah you're so dumb!> "YANDERE CHAN!" He laughed. I smiled. "Ha~" i said to the voices as an 'I told you so'. We threw out the wrappers and walked to the swing. He started to swim good back and forth. "Want me to push you?" I asked him politely. "Would you?" He said kind of surprised. I got behind him and pulled up the swing. I had mastered this a long time ago, when I didn't have these scars all over my skin. When I could go out on dates without the fear of someone running from my appearance. Without fear. I pushed him until the swing got really high. Like, testing the limits and he just might got right around and die limits. "Think this is high enough?" He asked. "Please! I've done WAY more than this on the skyscr-" he stopped, but I understood. I furrowed my brows and stopped pushing him. [ooooh what's his secret!?] <ugh just mind your own business, it none of yours.> I shrugged and continued. He seemed relieved as he sighed. But this wasn't going to be the last time I would bring this up.

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So how was this? It was long but I usually like reding fanfics that way! Anyways, comment and vote! Luv u! Bai! <3