Unwanted (Peter Pan//Robbie Kay)

C3-Little Argument

Pandora's POV

"Oh, my god, can you get up already?" I heard faintly as I was being shook harshly, "wake up!" Peter said louder and I opened my eyes quickly. I realized that I somehow turned in my sleep, so I was facing the stairs (and him). Peter's green eyes stared into mine for a brief moment before he pulled me by my arm and off the couch.

"Hey-"

"I told you that you had to get up early. You thought I was joking?" He spat as he basically dragged me upstairs. I rubbed the tiredness out my eyes and tried to keep up with his pace, but I would trip over a few steps. "Can you watch your step?" He said as he kept me from falling each time I would trip.

"You're taking like three steps at a time and I just woke up! Give me a break," I spat and ripped my arm from his grasp as we got to the top of the stairs.

"Get changed and go to the kitchen when you're done," Peter said annoyed as he sighed. I turned around and watched as he went down the stairs. I rolled my eyes and turned toward Peter's bed, which had my clothes for the day on it. I walked towards it and picked up the clothing. Black jeans, a baggy dark grey short sleeve, black underwear and bra. I looked around before taking my clothes off and changing into my new clothes.

"Where do I put my dirty clothes?!" I yelled as I walked to the stairs with the pyjamas from last night in my hand.

"Just put it on my bed and I'll deal with it after!" Pan yelled back, sounding annoyed (as always). I rolled my eyes and threw the pyjamas on the bed, then walked down the stairs. An amazing smell of food filled my nostrils as I breathed in deeply, almost tripping down the stairs. When I got downstairs I saw Pan at the stove, cooking as he hummed quietly. How could he go from yelling at me to humming to himself in a minute?!

I walked towards the island and took the seat closest to me and watched as Pan made hash browns, sausages and eggs. I saw that he was almost done the food, so I got up and started looking throughout the cupboards to find plates. I found them next to the cupboard above the sink and grabbed two large plates and put them on the island closest to Pan. I turned around and went to the first small top drawer next to the sink and opened it. I softly smiled as I guessed correctly and took out two forks and two knives.

"I don't know where you wanna sit, so I'm just gonna leave these here," I said and placed the utensils beside a plate. He nodded without turning around and looking to see what I was talking about, but I just brushed it off and sat back at my seat. He cooked for a while longer, then turned the burners off and shared the food out onto our plates. Pan handed me my food and sat down across from me.

"Thank you," I said as I looked at him. He nodded and started eating, not taking his eyes off me.

We ate in silence. Neither one of us said a word to each other, but I would steal glances at him and he'd already be looking at me. When I finished, I patted my stomach and got off my chair, then picked up my plate and utensils. I held my hand out as Pan finished his plate and he handed me his plate as he stared at me. I took the plates to the sink and rinsed them throughly. I then rinsed and dried my hands before turning around and heading for the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Pan spat from behind me.

"To start working. Like you told me to yesterday," I responded as I continued walking.

"You don't know where you're supposed to be working," he said and I heard him start to walk towards me.

"I'll ask Newt. I'm sure he'll find me something to do. Also, where are my socks and shoes?" I replied and turned around to find Pan standing in front of me. He pointed to the floor behind me, crossed his arms and looked at me again. I looked behind me and saw black ankle socks on top of a cute pair of short black combat boots. I sat down and put the socks on, then put the boots on right after.