Take Me to Neverland- Peter Pan Fanfiction

Chapter 11: Confusion

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*Allie's POV*

There is no way he just said that. 

As soon as my name left his lips, I froze. The world was silent around us and I swear he could hear my heart beating rapidly. This is all a dream. It has to be.

"Y-you just said m-my name." I stuttered. "W-why would you say my n-name?" I asked. 

This isn't real. I pinched my arm to make sure I was awake and not still sleeping in the grassy area where the battle took place.

He slowly rolled over and looked at me tiredly. "That is your name isn't it?" he asked slowly. "Allie? That's your name."

I stopped pinching myself and looked at him. "W-why yes it is. Th-that is my name." I said.

"Glad you know your name then." He yawned and rolled back over. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to sleep. I'm awfully tired."

"Al-alright then." I said shyly then hurriedly left the hideout.

The sun was shining brightly through the trees outside. I knew where I was but I don't recall how to get to the grassy area. I think it was the Indian's home? Right? Yeah. It has to be.

I didn't know if I could still fly or not. "Perhaps I should try. I wouldn't hurt to try would it?" I questioned myself. It didn't seem like a bad idea.

I thought of the happiest thoughts that I could at that time. I thought of mother, I thought of father, of home, of London. I thought of sweets and school and Nana. None of it worked.

No matter how many good thoughts I thought of, I just couldn't fly anymore. "Do I need more pixie dust?" I asked myself aloud. If I did, I'd much rather walk.

I thought a while and then decided to try one last thing. I thought of the last few words Peter said before he went to sleep.

In a couple of seconds, I felt my feet lift from the ground. "Whoa Whoa Whoa!" I said loudly. I didn't expect that. I was beyond confused.

I thought some more and lifted higher and higher into the sky until I could control where I was going. The Indians' home was a little bit across the island but it wasn't too far.

"Oh I bet Josh and Matthew are worried right now. They have no clue where I am." I said.

I arrived at the village shortly. Some people were still asleep and others were awake, looking at the aftermath of the duel. Some things were broken, destroyed. Most of it could be repaired while other things couldn't.

I felt bad. Their village was destroyed because of Hook's desire for revenge. I'm sure his hand deserved to be eaten.

I landed softly on the grass and searched around for my brothers. I couldn't remember where they stood or where they slept. 

I pushed some bushes aside and searched through the long grass but I still didn't see them. 'Maybe they woke up?' I thought to myself.

I went to the village and asked some of the Indians that were already awake if they had seen them. They shook their heads except one. She pointed me in their direction. I smiled kindly, said thank you, and went to find my brothers.

I walked for a minute or two until I stumbled upon what looked like Matthew. It certainly looked like his pajamas. I knelt down and shook him awake.

"WHO IS IT?!" he screamed out and looked around frantically. He's always been like that when you wake him. 

"It's me, Allie, your sister." I said and laughed. He stopped jerking around and looked at me. "Oh! Allie! You're awake I see. Are you looking for Josh? He's nearby." I said and waved his hand around.

Matthew jumped up and lead me to Josh, who was still sleeping soundly. I knelt down beside him and gently shook him awake.

He looked up and rubbed his eyes with his hand. "Allie? Is that you?" he asked. She still sounded tired. I pet his hair down and smiled at him. "Yes Josh, it's me. It's Allie."

I picked him up and stood up. "We should head back." I said to Matthew. "Think happy thoughts and fly." I said before thinking my own thoughts and lifting myself off the ground with my brother cradled in my arms.

Josh held tightly to his teddy as I flew through the air with Matthew. We landed in front of the hideout and quietly went inside. I didn't know if Peter would still be sleeping or not, I assumed he would be.

I put Josh down on a bed and covered him up. I kissed his forehead and then turned around. Matthew had already passed out once again, except this time, he was on a bed. I laughed quietly then sat down in a chair.

"You know. You're almost like a mother." I hear a voice behind me. I knew who is was before I turned around.

I looked at the one and only Peter Pan. He was awake to say the least. "Well, I AM the only girl here and Josh is still young. I have to look after him and Matthew." I shrug. 

"I've never had a mother, or at least, a mother I could remember. I fell out of my pram when I was young and ended up here." he said and sat across from me.

I listened thoughtfully to his story. I was always wondering how he ended up in Neverland. "Did the other lost boys end up here the same way?" I asked.

He nodded. "They were the only company I had before I flew to London and found three more children. Their names were Wendy, John and Michael. We all flew to Neverland and I showed them around." he said nostalgically.

"That was an awful long time ago wasn't it?" I asked. Wendy was old now. She had married and had kids of her own but she still remembered her journeys with Peter Pan. He never came back like he said he would.

He nodded again. "Yes. Many years ago. I'm sure Wendy is old now. She had children. She grew up." he sighed. He seemed to be saddened by the thought. I don't blame him though. Wendy was someone he grew to love in the short time they were together. I'm sure she's the same now as she was when she was younger.

"I've been wondering, but do you remember what you said when you were trying to sleep this morning when you got back? Do you remember what you did? I know I've asked you this multiple times but I just don't want to get confused." I said. I want an answer while he's wide awake, not while he's half asleep.

He looked at me for a moment and thought. He might not remember. He probably forgot. I sigh as he keeps thinking.

"Yes. I do remember."

"What?"

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Oh my. I honestly have no excuses except for I forgot or I just didn't have ideas.

I'm sorry!

I'm always reading on Wattpad but can never think of my own story. ._.

I'll update whenever I can think of something. Once again, I'm so sorry!

~CiCi