Marvel Imagines

Harry Osborn (James Franco) x Reader

Dedicated to PrincessStarWars

Up next: T'Challa x Reader

Later: Peter Parker x Requested Reader

   Y/N'S POV

  "Pete, I'm going to try to talk to Harry."

  Peter shook his head and said to me,"No. He's changing, Y/N. He's angry and upset with me right now. He could hurt you."

  I smiled at Peter's concern for me, but I explained to him,"He's not going to put a hand on me, brother. If he does, then I'll make him regret it. I can take care of myself. Plus, I'm sure Spider-Man will show up to take care of me."

  Peter smiled back at me and nodded, yet he said,"Okay, but you still have my number, right? Anything can happen. Not just with Harry. It's getting late and you have to-"

  Peter began to rant, and I closed his mouth saying,"Yes, I still have your number. You're the first person I would call. I know you have my back, as does Aunt May."

  Peter hugged me, and I hugged him back. I knew he had been having a hard time lately, so I understood why he was so protective over me right now.
  I would send Mary Jane over here with him to keep him from coming after me.

  I kissed Peter's cheek and pulled away from the hug, before I left and headed to Harry's. However, I felt like someone was following me.
  I turned, and nothing was behind me. I figured it was probably just my crazy mind playing tricks on me. I knocked on Harry's door, and his family butler opened the door.

  I was led inside and sat down, waiting for Harry.

  Harry walked out from the kitchen and immediately smiled at seeing me.

  His butler left the room, and Harry laughed saying,"Wow, you um look great. Did we have a date today?"

  I looked down and realized I did look like I was going to go on a date. Sometimes, I just dressed to impress.

  I shook my head and replied,"No. Thank you for noticing how beautiful I am, though. Actually, I came to talk."

  Harry gave me a kiss and led me into the kitchen. He pulled out a chair for me, and I sat down in it.

  I just noticed the side of his face looked horrible. It had to be from Peter's fight with Harry a few days ago, which Peter did tell me about.
  I sighed, and Harry bent down in front of my chair. I rested my fingertips over his wounds that were in the process of healing.

  Harry leaned into my touch, and I softly said,"Honey, you two need to stop this. Be best friends again. Have each other's backs. Harry, Peter cannot do this alone. He needs you."

  Harry pulled away from my fingertips and stood up saying,"No. He needs you. He doesn't need my help."

  I stood up, too, and explained to him,"Harry, I know you think Peter is responsible for the death of your father, but he isn't. Peter would not lie to me. Please help him. If you do not help him, I will. Sandman and Venom are out there right now. Peter needs all the help he can get. Please."

  Harry just looked at me, even though he could barely open his eyes. I sighed and turned, about to head for the front door.

  Harry pulled me back and brought my hand up to his face saying,"No. You're not going out there. I'll help him. I'll go."

  I asked him,"Why? Because you just don't want me to go instead of you?"

  Harry chuckled and admitted to me,"No, it's more than that. Because I love you and Pete has also been there for me when I needed a best friend. I cannot say I am going to get over it so quickly, but I will put it aside. To help him."

  I placed kisses all over his face in thank you, and Harry said,"I need you to stay here."

  I nodded and gave Harry a good luck kiss.

  Before he could leave, I said to him,"Harry, I love you, too, and be careful. Make sure Peter is okay."

  Harry replied,"Yes, ma'am, and I will be careful. I'll come back. If not-"

  I sent Harry a look, and he left to get ready. When Harry left for good, I leaned on the window and prayed that Harry and Peter would come back okay. I knew they would find some way to work it out, whether it was impossible or not.