Peter Parker/ Tom Holland short stories and imagines

My little insignificant tiny crush part 1

I know, I should be working on a new suit or trying to engineer a new chemical, but I can't stop watching these YouTube videos of this superhero. His name? Spiderman. He his really awesome. Of course if my dad ever found out he would never let me near him. I know I should be grateful to have such a heroic father but, he really isn't my father. He adopted me when I was just a little girl. I know... It must be so awesome to have Captain America as my father. But all he ever does is work. I live at Stark tower with him, Uncle Tony, Aunt Nat, Wanda, and Vision.  They are my family and they are superheroes for crying out loud! But because of that I can't help them with anything. I am breakable in there eyes, even though I can stop a bullet with my hand, can fly, am stronger than anyone else on earth, and can turn invisible. But I could still get hurt if I went on a mission, so I sit in the lab and design and design and design. And when I'm not doing that, I am working out, or at school.
I can't believe he caught that car with his bare hands! He must be really strong. And I heard that his webbing was designed by him. I thought that that was cool. He must be really smart. Not as smart as me... But still smart. I was born as an enhanced individual. I was moved from orphanage to orphanage all my life. I must have been on the Avengers radar from the ridiculous reasons I was being transferred. She blew up the building next door. She was carrying the orphanage down to the lake. She was beating kids up. In my defense that kid had it coming. He called some three year old some pretty harsh stuff and I wasn't going to let that stand. Steve came in and said that he wanted to meet me. I sat in the tan room as he asked me questions. I thought that he was the nicest man that I had ever met. He said that he wanted to adopt me and I remembered that I could stop smiling. He took me down, filled out some paper work and he took me to Stark tower, where I have been living in for 8 years. I really like it here, but I want to see the world and help fight people who think that they can pick on the little guy.
"Miss Rogers, your father has requested that you come down to the kitchen. He says that it is very important" Friday said. I thanked her and closed my laptop and went to the kitchen. He was sitting there with Aunt Nat. Usually when they were both sitting there that means that I was in big trouble, or I was going to be. I walked towards them and smiled. I pulled out the chair at the opposite end of the table.
" Hey Dad, Nat, what's up?"
" Your Aunt has some important things she wants to discuss with you." My father said. I looked at Nat who seemed a little on edge I looked at her and gave her a confused look.
"(Y/N), your father and I have decided that if you are ever going to be apart of the avengers initiative, that you need to go out and experience the world. We have arranged for you to stay at an apartment across the hall from a nice woman who would be your guardian . She lives with her nephew. Tony is giving him a internship and she said that she would be ok watching over you and taking care of you. You would go to a regular high school and you would live like a normal teenager. You could live here on the weekends if you wanted, but during the week you would have to live there with her. We want you to experience what it's like to live life as a normal teenager. It would be for three months, and when that is over you would decide what you want to do with your life."
I sat shocked at what I just heard. I was moving out for three months? I couldn't comprehend what I just said so I closed my eyes and put my head on the table. I wasn't going to cry. I had to keep telling myself that  I wasn't going to cry. I took a deep breath and looked up. Dad was looking down at his hands and Nat was looking at me sympathetically.
" When does this start?" I asked.
My Dad looked up. " It would be the first of next month so tomorrow. We already have you place picked out, and Wanda and Nat have picked out your furniture. It's all ready all it's missing is you."
His eyes were starting to water up and I got up and gave him a hug. I was going to do this. If they wanted me to act normal, then I was going to. I wanted to be here with them, but deep down, I couldn't be a superhero if i knew nothing of living a normal life.
" I'll do it. I need to go start packing then I guess. But, what is this lady's name. And who is her nephew?"
" Her name is May Parker, and her nephew's name is Peter." Nat said. I gave them a hug, thanked them and headed up to my room. I grabbed my suitcase from under my bed and put it on my bed with a thud. I went to my closet and started to grab handfuls of clothes on hangers and put them on my bed. I looked up at my ceiling.
"Hey Friday, can you put on my jammin' playlist for me please ?"
" Of course Miss Rogers."
My music started to play and  I sang along as loud as I could. I was almost done packing up my closest when I heard my door click. It was Tony.
" Hey Friday, cut the music for a sec would ja?" The music stopped and he closed the door. He pushed some of the clothes on my bed out of the way and sat down and patted to the spot next to him to sit down. I walked over and say next to him.
"(Y/N), this is going to be hard on all of us here and I know that this must be nerve wracking. But you will love May and Peter. Peter is a senior this year and he will be in all of your classes and will be helping you around.( I thought that this story could be after civil war and he would be older so ya... Sorry if that freaks people out😁) There is something that I have to tell you about him. He is a very special kid. He, well he is um... Well, I guess I will leave it a secret and if he decides to tell you than that's his business. But I want you to know that you will be safe with them. I'm gonna miss you kiddo."
I gave Tony a big hug and thanked him. But what he said started to get to me. What was so different about this Peter kid? Well, I guess I'll find out tomorrow.