Spiderboy

twenty

I could feel the alcohol sloshing around my system, and as much as I was trying to hide it, I'm pretty sure Peter on the floor next to me could tell. He was trying to finish a biology report and I was lying on my back, watching the ceiling spin.
"Peteeerr" I yawned
"I'm booored" I rolled over from my place on the floor and onto his back, hearing him laugh
"Lexa, I'm trying to do my homework," Peter said, turning his head to look at me
"hmmm, boring. Do me instead!" I giggled, sprawled over him and I felt his back move as he snorted
"Alexis!" I grinned and stuck my head next to him
"okay, kidding. But seriously no more working, my brain is fried"
Peter got up, making me laugh and hold on to his shoulders to keep myself from falling off. He collapsed again onto the bed and I shut my eyes, humming to a tune from somewhere. Where was it from again?
"how is your brain fried? You haven't done anything. You just lay on the floor singing."
He said, pulling another book out of the pile on his bed side table and opening it.
"was I singing? Was it like this-" I continued humming what I was humming and stopped, looking back to Peter.
"like that?" I asked and he hummed in response, pulling the cap of his pen of with his teeth and writing in his book.
"what's that from again?" I asked, looking over his shoulder at his handwriting, and he laughed
"the Friend's theme song. It's your favorite show Lexa." he said, without looking over at me.
I didn't reply, I just continued watching him write, the scratching of the pen and the even movement of his hand putting me in a trance, and I shut my eyes, relaxing.
"you're really warm." I mumbled
"thanks, maybe it's because there's someone lying on top of me?" he joked and I giggled
"no, you're always warm." I told him
"like, when yesterday, you pulled me to your table, your hand was really really warm, and then my hands was warm and then I got warmness in my arms, and it's cause you have lots of heat" I smiled, happy with how I summed it up so well despite my drunken state of mind. It took me a moment to realise Peter had stopped writing,
"does that mean you think I'm hot?" he said, and I shrugged
"no, no, you have hotness. And you're hot." I clarified making Peters back move as he chuckled at my logic
"Lexa I know you're drunk." I sat up in mock shock
"me? Never. I'm just fun" I said.
Peter sat up, and I held onto him so I wouldn't fall off
"okay. So do you want food? I can order pizza." he said
"yes, pizza please" I replied and nodded, resting my head on his back. Why am I so tired? I wondered and listened to his heartbeat through his back, my arms over his shoulders and my legs wrapped around his torso to keep myself from falling off. He walked over to the desk, picking up the phone and ordering a pizza and drinks.
He finally sat down again on the bed, and I let go off his back, just sitting behind him in the position I was in when he sat down. I huffed and lay back on his bed, breathing in the scent of him, which was all around me. Peter was still on the phone with the pizza place, and I got up from the bed, walking over to the window and sticking me head out, breathing in the night air of queens. Although it wasn't all that fresh, but what ever. I stuck my head further outside, looking out of Peters apartment block.
"that is not a good idea, Lexa you'll fall out the window, come on." Peter called out behind me, and I smiled
"you'll catch me" I said, watching the ground below move a little as I swayed.
"okay, time out" Peter said, his voice tinged with worry. I smiled and felt his arms snake around my waist, pulling me back into his room and away from the outside and the noise and into his chest. I giggled and covered my mouth with my hand. Since when did being drunk make me so loud? But Peter laughed with me and walked backwards. his room was quite small, so it only took a few steps untill he was against the wall, taking me with him. I sighed and leaned back, feeling the thrill of being with Peter Parker.
"we have school tomorrow." he told me, attempting to get me sober.
"hmm that's nice" I whispered sleepily. School. Which one was that again? Oh well, probably not important. I felt my eyes slide shut.
"your gonna get in trouble, Lexa you'll be hung over tomorrow." he said sternly, but I didn't think he actually was. I peeked at him through one half open eye to see him look amused.
"oh, Well then that's nice too." I mumbled, leaning back and closing my eyes again, and Peter huffed.
"how come I have to play babysitter?" he questioned and I had to cover my mouth to stop myself from giggling again.
"cause you looove meeee," I said in a sing song voice. Peter hadn't moved.
"don't you?"
Peter raised an eyebrow
"you are so drunk, Alexis." he told me and I grinned at him.
"you're avoiding the questionnnn!" I sang and he raised his eyebrow.
"I know."
"so, do you love me?" I said conversationally and he didn't answer again.
"you do love me."
Silence.
"well, I love you."