LONELY HEARTS | ❝You don't have to be a hero, just like I don't have to be sad all the time, but sometimes fate works in strange ways and, well, here we are❞
PRE-CIVIL WAR → HOMECOMING | PETER PARKER
BOOK ONE IN THE HERO OF HEROES SERIES
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DIANA WOKE UP THE NEXT MORNING IN HER ROOM WITH A HEADACHE. She blinked, looking around, surprised to find an arm slung around her waist. At first, she thought it was Flash, but she recognized the soft whistle of sleep. Turning her stiff neck, she found none other than Peter Parker asleep in her bed.
Memories of that night came flooding back and she struggled to remember what happened. She decided not to wake him up and instead glanced to her other side, picking up her phone. She usually placed it on her desk.
On her screen were missed text messages from Nicky, detailing what had happened after she fell asleep on top of the rollercoaster.
from: Nicky (3:34 am) Hey kiddo if you're reading this then you're okay
from: Nicky (3:34 am) I'm not mad that you gave me a heart attack I'm just glad you're alive
from: Nicky (3:37 am) Anyways, after that whole mess cleared up, I showed up with a car and I took you to the hospital to see Rosie since Peter was crying about you having a concussion or something. She freaked out and I just told her you hit your head. Nothing was too wrong thankfully and I fixed Peter back up at our place. Rhett dropped you off at home
from: Nicky (3:39 am) I hope you're alright. I'm not even mad about the equipment (okay a little mad) but I'm glad you're okay
She smiled and sent him a quick text, apologizing and thanking him for helping her. He didn't reply which probably meant he was asleep. Maybe he was using those supplements she bought him. She smiled at the thought.
She turned to look at Peter who was wearing some of Flash's clothes. She wondered how he was able to pull that off. She was about to lie back down when he stirred, stretching various ways, groaning slightly.
"You alright?"
He froze for a moment before visibly relaxing, opening his eyes and looking up at her. He sat up, looking around. "What time is it?"
She showed him her phone. "Nearly noon, so still early. How'd you get in?"
He motioned to his suit on the floor next to the bed. "I climbed in through the window, but Flash heard. I pretended that I had to check up on you and told him I needed an extra set of clothes since I had to rescue Peter Parker. He panicked and threw his clothes at me. I think he forgot I still had his phone 'cause when I knocked on his door to return it, he screamed."
She laughed, throwing her head back. "Good job, Peter."
He smiled. "Thanks." He paused before asking, "Are you okay?"
