Imagines/oneshots Book 1

28. Peter pan - hook line and sinker (part 2)

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It's really just about Killian Jones but Peter's there too. Enjoy nonetheless

Song: The end of all things by panic at the Disco
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I had spent the next couple of days getting to know hook despite Peter's many warnings against it. What could I say, wasn't being a lost boy supposed to mean rebellion and all things going against the grain? I felt more at home with hook though, he reminded me of all the fun I had had before I left. Don't get me wrong I enjoyed the freedom of the island, but with Peter could anyone here really be free? I sat next to hook by the fire, watching the Lost boys dance around it to the sound of Peter playing his flute.

"Don't feel in the dancing mood love?"

I looked at him then to the ground in front of me.

"Never been in much of a dancing mood."

"Life can do that to a person I suppose."

I just nodded my head and watched the boys dance around the fire. Life sure hasn't been the kindest to me or any of them.

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I sat in the tree house with my knees to my chest, my arms draped around them. I stared at the wall until Peter walked in, pulling me from my thoughts.

"I see what you've been doing."

"And what's that?"

I brought my gaze to reach him as he sat next to me on the floor.

"You don't want to be here anymore do you?"

I shrugged my shoulders and rested my chin on my crossed arms, still resting on my knees.

"Everytime you play, the music gets harder and harder to hear. I don't know what it is, there's just something about them that makes me feel-"

"Home?"

I looked Peter in the eyes.

"Something like that."

"You want to leave don't you?"

I shrugged.

"Maybe it's just time for me to leave, Peter. I mean Neverland will always hold a place in my heart but it just doesn't feel like home anymore."

"And what about me?"

"You know I'd never forget you Peter. I don't think anyone could ever forget you, your the tale that makes everyone's childhood better, ya know?"

He looked to floor in front of us.

"Maybe it'd be better I stay a childs tale. You should leave with them tomorrow."

"T-tomorrow? But but I I-"

"-Should go. I know your not happy here anymore. I mean look at me I'm granting you free passage off the island. How often does that happen?"

He stood up and walked out of the room. My mouth hung open and tears almost threatened to spill from my eyes. I guess I was leaving then.

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I woke up that morning with butterflies in my stomach. I was leaving a life that I'd known for so long. I'd be getting used to living with pirates now but I suppose it's the best thing to do. Besides Peter said he wanted me to leave, right? As I approached the ship i saw the captain waiting on the beach for me. It took everything in me to make the long walk to him, then Peter showed up, making it harder to leave.

"Y/N."

I turned to face him.

"Peter."

He walked closer to me.

"Never forget me."

"Of course. How could I forget the boy who never ages."

I tucked a stray hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead.

"I hope you find you like your new life."

"It won't be the same without you that's for sure."

Smiled and he laughed a little. He reached down and planted a short kiss to my lips.

"A little something to remember me by."

I started walking backwards before turning and making my way to hook.

"You ready love?"

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess."

We made our way onto the ship and i stood leant over one of the sides, watching Peter as we slowly sailed away. He reached up to play his flute but I no longer heard the music. He was right, this would be the better choice for me. This could be home now. For the first time I felt the reality that I was leaving for good and I let myself cry. I only allowed a few tears to fall before regaining composure and making my way to the upper deck where hook was steering.

"Where to cap?"

"Where ever the seas take us love."

He grinned at me which made me feel a little more easy. It felt familiar. It felt better. It felt.... Like home.