Always | Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter 7: training

(A/N): please leave feedback, I need to know what to do, and what to fix. Also what I'm doing wrong. Even if it's negative, I want the truth. Thanks.

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The rest of the day was pretty normal. Peter and I just sat in the living room, watching tv. Soon it was time for our training with Nat, so I got my workout clothes back on.

I walked into the gym, yes we had a gym in Stark tower, seeing Peter sparring with Natasha.

"Hey guys," I said as I put my water bottle down.

"Hi, Y/N, how are you feeling?" Natasha said while easily pinning Peter, and sitting on his back.

I laughed and said, "Fine, actually. I feel really energetic, I don't know why."

Peter and Natasha looked at eachother, then quickly looked away.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing," Nat smiled. "Ok you two, lets run laps."

Peter and I were told to run til we drop. We had done 13 laps, and I wasn't breaking a sweat. I could tell Peter was struggling though.

"Alright, I'm done," He said, after one more lap. "Really getting into shape there, huh Stark?"

I stopped running, I felt weird. My heard hurt, I couldn't see straight. Everything was blurry, and I felt like falling asleep. I couldn't feel most of my body. It was all numb.

"Y/N?" Peter put his hand on my shoulder.

Natasha came over too, asking if I was alright.

I saw her mouth open, at least I think. I couldn't hear anything, the ringing was back.

-Peter's POV-

"Y/N?" I asked. She seemed a bit off. She was looking around, as if she was lost, or scared.

Her eyes were glassy, and she wouldn't respond.

"Y/N?" I asked her again.

Nat came over as well.

"Y/N, are you ok?" She asked her.

"I-I-" she said as she fell to the floor.

-Your POV-

I started to get dizzy, and my head was spinning. I felt someone put their hands on my shoulders, but they grimaced at the touch of my skin.

"She's burning up," Peter said, wincing.

"What the hell," Nat muttered. She said it really quietly, so I'm not sure how I heard.

"Friday, we need immediate medical attention, now," Peter demanded. "And get Mr. Stark down here."

"Of course, Mr. Parker."

That's the last thing I remember as I passed out.

-Peter's POV-

Y/N fell to the ground, but thank God, I caught her. She would've hit her head pretty hard.

Here I was again, carrying med Y/N to the infirmary.

The nurse or doctor, whoever it was, wasn't able to leave the medical floor with a stretcher, which was odd.

If you're working for Tony-freaking-Stark, then shouldn't there be better service?

We got Y/N settled in, as Dr. Banner, the only reliable person in the building, ran some tests on her. He said they all came back clean, but I'm sure he was missing something. There had to be a reason for all this weird stuff that was happening to her, right?