Neverland (Completed)

Chapter 32

Allison's POV

"Where's my brother?" I questioned quickly as Peter walked in the room. He sits next to me and stares in my direction but not fully at me. He tried to hide it, but I could see the worry in his eyes.
"What did you dream about?" He asked quietly, his eyes look into mine.
"I don't know. I woke up panicked." I told truthfully. He nods and continues to look at me. He sat there until I questioned him again. "Where's my brother."
"He's in his tent. Asleep." He explains, I breathe out a sigh. A weight came off my shoulders.
"What took you so long?" I asked, he tenses and balled his fists.
"I didn't see him in camp, everyone went searching for him. We found him at the beach in a small cave, he was shivering and covered in sand and dirt. He told me that pirates found him and chased after him. He lost them and hid in the cave until we found him hours later." Peter gritted out, he stared holes into the tent wall and scowled. Shocked, I stared at him. This can't be, why would Aaron go out by himself? That's dangerous! I slowly sat up and grunted painfully, Peter held my shoulders gently.
"Allison what are you doing? You need to stay in bed." He nearly shouted, I fought against him.
"I need to talk to Aaron. I'm mad at him for going out on his own. He shouldn't do that. He knows there's pirates and dangers. What if something happened to him!?" I yell painfully, I was angry. I wanted to scold Aaron. He knows better. Peter didn't back down and frowned at me.
"I've already talked with him. He was shaken up when we got to him. He learned his lesson. You need to lay down and relax." Peter's words made my mind at ease, I do as he says and lay down.
I stare at the ceiling, what if Aaron got taken? He would've been stuck on the ship or worse. What if they sold him? I don't want to think about it, he's the only family I have left. I felt Peter grab my forearm, I jump at look up at him. He stared at me blankly.
"You okay? You were lost in thought. I was calling your name." He spoke softly, almost gently. I shook my head and looked away.
"I was thinking, sorry." I say. I stare at the wall not wanting to look at Peter.
"What were thinking about, must've been something important for you to zone out like that."
I hesitate, do I want to tell him? I might get emotional from talking about it. I don't want him to see more vulnerable than he already has.
"I-I was thinking about Aaron." I grip onto the cot.
"We were all worried about Aaron. We all went to search for him. He's fine now." He explains, I don't think he's realized he's holding onto my arm still. I look up at him seriously.
"What if you weren't the one to find him Peter? What if Hook or one of his goblins found him?" I start to choke up. "What if I never saw him again?! He's the only family I have left." Tears escape my eyes and fall down the sides of my face. I lift my arm and cover my mouth to muffle my sobs. I didn't look at Peter, I couldn't.
Suddenly, I feel arms pull me up and wrap around me. Peter holds me close, I bury my face in his shoulder. He ran his fingers along my head, it relaxed me. I could barely breathe in his scent through my runny nose, he smelled of pine. After minutes of sitting in his arms, I had stopped crying. I wanted to stay like this, I was comfortable, I felt safe.
Peter pushes me away, holding my shoulders. He stares comfortingly into my eyes with his chocolate colored ones.
"Aaron is not you're only family anymore." He tells me in a whisper. He slowly approaches me, I lift my head towards him slowly closing my eyes. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as our lips touched. He pushes forward, his arms wrap around me, I tilt my head to the right and wrap my arms around his neck. I feel warmth wrap around me like a blanket, our lips danced with each other. We back away slowly looking at each other, I watch dazed, as his hands glow purple slowly fade to the normal color.
I stare at him with wide eyes, "What was that?"
He shakes his head and stares at his hands dazed as well. He stands up and walks out of the room, I felt guilty and embarrassed. I lay on my side and notice I'm not achy anymore and nothing hurts.

Peter's POV

Why did I just do that? What came over me? I've never had feelings for Allison, I shouldn't have done that. I walk into my tent, I sit down on my bed and stare at the ground. I don't understand, maybe it was just in the moment. I just wanted to comfort her. It didn't mean anything, but for now I should try and stay away from her for a while.
Someone clearing their throat interrupts my thoughts, I look up. Aaron stood in the opening of my tent. He looked a lot better from when we found him earlier.
"You look distressed, are you okay?" He asked me, walking closer to where I was sitting.
"I'm fine, just tired I guess." I wasn't tired, I was exhausted. I look at him, "Your sister would want to see you."
"I went to see her but Andrew was checking on her. I didn't want to be in the way, so I'm going back later." He sits next to me and sighs. I lay back slowly, expecting a sharp pain from my side. But there was none, I found that odd and lifted my shirt to look at the bruise on my waist. I didn't see one.
"Peter? What are you doing?" Aaron stares at me questioningly. I take my time to look up at him, did kissing Ali, give me healing abilities?
"My side doesn't hurt anymore, I have no bruise." I told him, still in shock.
"That's impossible you said you came home with a broken rib. How did it heal so fast?"
I hesitated before answering, "Because I kissed Ali?"