Tom Holland/Peter Parker

Unrequited P.P

A/N: Sorry my dear Quacksons/Quackdaughters 😂😂 I have been very busy with sports and school externals/assignments even though school has just started again (just finished our school holidays) . Enjoy~ 😊❤️

Summary: reader pines after Peter, who doesn't realize it as he's infatuated with Liz

Warning: lots of angst and all that

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I can't say my heart didn't break a little more each and every time I caught Peter staring at or blushing over Liz Allen. She was so freaking gorgeous, and in all honesty perfect in every single way, except for her personality maybe. Even though Peter and I had been the best of friends for years, I could never compare to how much love and adoration he had for the girl, and it broke me every single day.
I sighed heavily, trying to shake the depressing thoughts from my mind as I continued walking to school. I don't know how it happened and I wish it never had, but one day I just woke up and saw Peter in a whole new way. He had just come over to my apartment for our weekly movie night, which had been our tradition since we were little kids.
I heard a knock sound from the front door, signaling that my best friend was probably waiting on the other side.
"Come in Peter! The doors open!" I shook my head, since he should already know that after coming to my house countless of times.
The door creaked open and there he was, with his cute little smile, wearing a red hoodie and a pair of baggy sweatpants. For some reason, my breath hitched as I took his appearance in. He looked so unbelievably cute, with his curly brown hair all messed up and ruffled like that. He was holding two grocery bags in each of his hands, overflowing with what I could only assume was junk food. My eyes lit up as I practically ran over to him and snatched the bags out of his hands. I looked inside and saw all my favorite chips, ice cream, candy, you name it.
I squealed and hugged him tightly, "You're seriously the best Petey, I don't know what I did to deserve a friend as amazing as you."
He laughed, putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me into his side as he kissed my forehead. "Anything for the best girl in the entire universe."
I blushed madly and pushed him away, "Shut up you dork, now let's go watch some movies."
He chuckled and led us over to the couch, as we spent the rest of the night cuddled into each other as we laughed, talked, and ate our hearts away. I couldn't shake the butterflies growing in my stomach, and the electricity I felt when our bodies touched. His warmth had never felt so comforting to me, and hearing his voice was sending my heart into a frenzy.
I looked at him while he was laughing at a stupid joke in the movie, watching as the colorful lights from the tv screen reflected on his face. My heart swelled with an emotion I had never felt before as I found myself smiling at the adorable guy sitting next to me. He was so full of happiness and life, and it was so infectious that I found myself being happy just by being in the same room as him. In that moment, I felt myself falling for none other than my best friend, Peter Parker.
Tears welled up into my eyes as I realized that he would never feel the same way about me. That night took place over 2 years ago, with us being in our Junior year of high school now. All this time, he's never even sent a signal my way that he felt the same way. So here I was, pining over someone I could never have, pathetic.
I walked into the school, feeling like I had one of those cartoon rain clouds over my head. I really, really tried not to think about my undying love for Peter Parker since I would get into depressive episodes like this, but it's kind of hard to when the dude is literally everywhere I go. You know, since he's my best friend and all.
I threw my locker door open in a huff, roughly getting all the books I'm going to need for the day. A figure leaned on the lockers next to mine, and I already knew who it was before I even had to look. Speak of the devil.
"You look like you had a rough morning, wanna talk about it?" Peter asked, crossing his arms and smiling softly at me. His hair was particularly messy and curly today, and it made me want to run my hands through it and feel how soft it was.
I gave him a small smile and just shrugged at him as I closed my locker door, walking off as he followed me to our first class, which was history.
"Ooookay so I'm taking that as a no...but you know I'm here for you whenever you need me alright?" He said, making it even harder for me to stay sad about something that he obviously had no control over. It wasn't his fault that I fell stupidly in love with him. Or maybe it is, I don't know.
I sighed, closing my eyes and leaning onto his shoulder. "Yea I'm totally fine Pete, sorry, it's just that I barely had any sleep last night," I lied, forcing a smile at him and looping my arm through his as we walked down the hallway.
He looked at me suspiciously, not entirely believing me but deciding to let it go as we sat down at our desks, which were right next to each other. I internally thanked him, happy he didn't probe into my problems any further.
Classes seemed to go on for hours, but it was finally lunch time. I was in a better mood by now as Ned and Peter's dumb jokes made me laugh until my lungs hurt. I threw a green pea at Peter's head, laughing as it struck his eye and fell onto the floor.
Peter's face scrunched up in mock pain as he looked at me through squinted eyes, "Oh I am so getting you back for that (y/n)!" He threatened, pointing an accusatory finger at me as he rubbed his eye.
I stuck my tongue out at him, "Oh yea? Whatcha gonna do about it Parker?" I teased, slapping his hand away from my face.
Before he could come up with something, Michelle piped up from the end of the lunch table. "You guys are so immature," she said with a bored face, rolling her eyes at us.
"If we're so immature, then why do you sit with us?" Ned questioned, looking at her weirdly. Michelle shrugged boredly and went back to reading her book without answering him.
"Okayyy then...well anyw-" I was cut off as a literal roll of bread hit the side of my face. My eyes widened in shock as I slowly turned away from Michelle and faced my attacker with my mouth wide open. Ned was trying to hold in his laugh while he put his hands up in defense and pointed at Peter, who was laughing loudly at me and holding his stomach as he tried to breath through his laughter.
I glared at the adorable boy across from me, "Do you wanna fight, dork?" I laughed slightly, trying to keep a straight face on.
"I could beat you any day, (y/n). Just name the time and place." He said cockily, leaning his head on his hand as he tried to wink at me, and failed miserably.
I giggled at his silliness and tried to come up with a witty reply, but just settled for rolling my eyes at him and patting his cheek. I looked up at the clock and quickly packed my stuff up seeing as there was only 2 minutes of lunch left.
"I'll see you guys later," I smiled at all of them, before taking one last longing glance at Peter and making my way out of the cafeteria.
After the last bell rang, I creeped up behind Peter while he was putting his stuff away in his locker and put my hands over his eyes.
"Guess whooo!" I giggled, face reddening when I realized how close we were.
Peter seemed to realize it too as he nervously stuttered out my name and slowly turned around, looking down at me and giving me a small smile, a soft blush on his cheeks. He didn't step away, and we were so close that I could feel his breath fan across my face.
His gorgeous brown eyes stared into my own, and I felt as if the world around us faded away and it was just the two of us in that crowded hallway. My breath caught in my throat as I looked up at him, taking note of all his features and thinking about kissing those perfect pink lips of his.
He suddenly seemed to snap out of whatever trance we were both in, clearing his throat and stepping away from me, widening the space between us. My heart dropped in disappointment at the sudden distance. I soon understood why he stepped away as right on queue, Liz Allen walked by us and stopped and turned to Peter. She put her hand on his arm, much to my discomfort.
"Hey Pete!" she giggled, blinking her lashes at him like a ditzy school girl. "I was wondering if you could come over to my house tonight and help me with my science project?"
"H-hey Liz! Uhm y-yeah! I would love to! I mean that would be n-nice I guess, I love doing science projects..and sciencey things, a-and yeah!" his voice sounded out as he tried to talk to Liz through his nervousness.
By this point, Peter was beet red with embarrassment as he tried to maintain eye contact with Liz.
"Great! Thanks so much cutie, I owe you one," Liz giggled, kissing his cheek as she turned around and strutted away from us. My blood boiled at the sight and how she talked to him. She didn't even acknowledge my existence throughout that whole conversation.
Peter grabbed my shoulders excitedly as he shook me lightly.
"(Y/n)! Did you see that?? I get to spend time with Liz tonight!" He babbled excitedly, looking down at you with the biggest grin.
My chest hurt as I looked at the effect Liz had on him, wishing that it was me who could make him feel like this.
I faked a smile at him, taking a step back and closing my eyes so I could breathe.
"But our weekly movie night is tonight, Pete. We're supposed to have a Disney movie marathon," I frowned, looking up at him as I tried my best to keep my eyes from watering.
"I'm sorry (y/n), we can do it next week! You know how important Liz is to me. I've had a crush on her for so long and this is finally my chance!" Peter pleaded, trying to get my approval. He reached his hand out to my face subconsciously and pushed a stray hair behind my ear.
I closed my eyes as I tried to keep my heart from beating out of my chest. I pushed his hand away and started backing away from him, feeling hurt and betrayed. Obviously spending time with Liz was more important than our tradition that had been unscathed for years. He never missed movie night with me.
"Whatever Peter. Have fun with her." I scoffed running away from him and out of the school.
I heard him calling out my name, but I ignored it as hot tears slid down my face. I am, and never will be good enough for Peter Parker.

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