A supertale Of New York

Part 4

 You walked out of the huge blue doors and were back in the courtyard you started your day in, you kept walking towards the school gates, eager to get home , when you heard someone call your name . "Over here y/n" you pivoted towards the voice and saw peter , sitting on a picnic bench with a pretty girl , who had her nose in a book, and a very friendly looking boy , who had curtains like your dad did in the 90's . You wondered if one of them was peters store cupboard buddy " hi, I'd love to talk to you peter I just really have to get home..." "ok, but can I just introduce you to these guys first?" He asked with his eyebrows raised and a cocky smile. "This is my friend Michelle " he said, putting his arm around her .... ah.. peters "friend" Michelle . Got it.

"Annnnd this is my best friend Ned" he almost sang as he put his arm around Ned too. Ok, maybe the touching each other wasn't a romantic thing. Or maybe they were all store cupboard buddies? You didn't want to get involved in this overcomplicated shit. "Hi , nice to meet you guys but I really need to go, I live on 9th where that robbery happened earlier and I have to check if my aunt's ok." Peters face dropped and he suddenly looked worried "what, peter?" "Ummmm nothing it's just er..... can, can I walk with you? That neighbourhood's not the friendliest and I'd hate for something to happen to you"

Awww. It was sweet that he cared about you ..... should I go on a feminist rant at him for suggesting that I can't defend myself? Or should I admit that I am also frightened of that area and would appreciate his assistance. "Umm yeah ok ... I'm fine but , like, if you want to come then..." you trailed off because you realised how stupid you sounded . Playing hard-to-get wasn't really working. "Cool, I'm not suggesting that you need a man to protect you or anything, I'm just being realistic " he winked at you and laughed a little bit. Wow, peter was observant, he'd noticed your offence . This guy just got better and better.

"Hey... did you say back there that you live with your aunt?" He asked you as he took your arm. What a gentleman. "Yeah I do, why?" He gasped a little and said "that's crazy! I live with mine! Sooo um , when did you move to New York ?" Ha, how funny peter lived with his aunt too. "Literally like , a week ago, I've never even been here before so this is super new for me" he laughed and responded "wow! So what brought you to this wonderful city of mine?" He said , letting go of your arm and swinging around a lamppost. What a dork. "I dunno, I went through some pretty deep shit at home and , like, I just needed a change of scenery and a fresh start, y'know?" He walked back over to you , but this time , he put his hand behind your back and held onto your hip. What the fuck. That was definitely a move.

For the rest of the walk home, you continued to talk about aunts and stupid rules , and parents... peters had died when he was little, yours were back in England being as crazy and dysfunctional as usual. And jobs, you talked about your plan to get a job in Burger King or something. Peter told you he had an internship with stark industries. Woah. He had been all over the world helping iron man with sciencey things you didn't understand. Handsome, smart, kind , well traveled. Oh dear , you were falling for peter in the biggest way, but he wasn't available, was he? his hand started to travel up and down your back, it made your whole body quiver. You thought this might be the time to bring up... "Michelle? Are you dating her?" "WHAT!? NO!" Peter giggled at the idea "Ned?" You asked again. He really laughed then. "No no no, I like girls" he said correctively. YES! He was single and into girls. There was still hope for you.

Peter had escorted you all the way to the front door, like a true gentleman. He gave you a quick hug goodbye , and for the first time in your life , you were praying for him to hug you again. You caught him standing at the end of the hallway, making sure you got in okay. He didn't leave until the door shut behind you. Handsome, smart, kind, well traveled and protective. But protective in an endearing way, rather than a controlling way . Oh yeah, and single. *not for long, I hope* you thought to yourself.

You put your bag down and kicked your shoes off. "Deanna!?" You called as you walked into the kitchen. Deanna was sitting at the breakfast bar with a cup of tea, watching the news . The tv screen was showing footage of Spider-Man saving the day as usual he shot across the screen and you had a bit of a dejà vu. The blue and red flash seemed familiar.... 

"Hey!" Deanna said cheerfully "did you see what happened at the store down the street?" "Yeah I texted you but you didn't reply, you scared me a bit to be honest" "oh I'm so sorry y/n ! I haven't checked my phone today!" "Its ok, I knew Spider-Man was out there protecting you." The buzzer for the apartment went off , and you answered the door to peter. "Oh .... what's up?" You said to him . "I didn't get your number" he laughed and passed you his phone . You typed in your name and number and handed the phone back to him "ok ... cool. I'll uh....see you tomorrow." "Yeah... bye peter " you shouted down the stairs to him "bye y/n " you heard a faint , far away voice say. "Who was that?" Deanna said , raising an eyebrow. "A person" you responded , with a none-of-your-business head wiggle . You walked past Deanna and headed for your room.

You laid down on the bed , grabbed your headphones and put your music on shuffle. You were deep in thought about what must be going on at home, when your phone quietened for a second, as it received a message . You picked it up, and saw a message from an unknown number. "Hey, it's peter. Was your aunt ok?" You added his number to your phone and replied with "yes everything was ok thanks x" three grey dots appeared on peters side of the conversation. You watched them intently , waiting for his response . "Glad to hear it, catch you later y/n xx" HE FUCKING DOUBLE KISSED!! Everyone knows that you only double kiss your best friends or someone you're flirting with . Oh my god. " why were you late to chemistry class today? 😝" you used an emoji to seem less serious. "I fell asleep in the library 😂" he typed back . Of course. Trust yourself to jump to ridiculous conclusions , although, that still doesn't explain the clothes thing ... oh well, maybe he'd been to the bathroom or something.