Ned's POV
How could he? After all we've been through...and he leaves us hanging just like that?
It's really painful seeing him in the halls. MJ and I always see them together. And yet, I'm not even mad at Peter or Gwen.
MJ is a whole different story, though. She always glared at them when they weren't looking, but that was probably the worst thing she's done. What's really sad, though, is that when she comes over my house, or when it's just me and her alone, she breaks down crying. She really misses Peter, but I don't think she misses him as just a friend. She likes him, wait, no, she could actually be in love with him. But I'm not going to force her to tell me how she feels until she's ready, since that's what good friends do.
Other than that, Peter has made no move to talk to MJ and I again.
And I don't know what to expect from him.
Peter's POV
I know MJ glares at Gwen and I. I know Ned is mad at me. I know I've made a huge mistake. I know I've hurt both of my best friends.
I blame myself for that. I blame myself for ruining our friendship. Not just with Ned, but also MJ. I don't even think I have the right to call her that anymore. Only her friends has a right to call her MJ. And I regret doing that. I was being stupid.
I finally found out that Gwen was being too clingy, thinking that we're dating, so she kept making plans that left me no choice but to leave my best friends. At first, I was ecstatic that she liked me, but as more time passed, I realized that she was stealing me away from Ned and MJ. But I couldn't find the courage to stop being with Gwen. I just...I really don't know why.
Today, at school, MJ was no where to be found. Ned sat alone at lunch, and I desperately wanted to sit with him and apologize, but Gwen forced me to be with her, and I couldn't say no. But there was a question that was bugging me so much.
Where was MJ?
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I was doing my patrol around the city, but when I finally saw that nothing bad was going on, I decided to drop by MJ's house, and apologize to her.
I shot a web near her bedroom window, and since it was already dark out, it was safe for me to go here. I crawled my way to her window, peeked through it, and saw MJ sitting on her bed, reading a book. Pride and Prejudice.
The first thought that came into my head was, "She reads romance novels?" But then I decided that it wasn't the point of being here, and I knocked on her window.
She snapped her head towards the window, and I waved at her as she saw me, but she only glared at me.
"I don't need help, Spidey. Why don't you go help your little girlfriend?" I nearly flinched at the tone in her voice. She spoke with such venom in her voice, and I could tell she was really angry with me. She probably hates me now.
"Just let me in, okay? I've got a lot of explaing to do." For a minute, she just glared at me, but she eventually rolled her eyes and opened the window.
"What do you want, loser?" She crossed her arms on her chest, telling me to just say what I need to say. I removed my mask, took a deep breath, and spoke.
"I'm sorry for everything. I hurt you and Ned so bad, and I really wish I didn't. I just got so caught up with Gwen that I realized that I barely hung out with you or Ned any--"
"Correction. You didn't so much as give Ned and I a single glance." I sighed at her words.
"Which is why I'm apologizing. I realized what was happening when I saw you glare at us, a week after we stopped talking. I tried to get away from Gwen, just so I could talk to you guys again, but I was also getting so caught up with being Spider-Man and all, and besides, I realized that Gwen was being too clingy, that she thinks we're dating. I know I've liked her before, but I don't think I still do anymore. I'm not going to be with a girl who separates me from my own friends on purpose. I'd rather have you...and Ned as my friends." It's been weeks since I called her my friend. And it still stings. I took a look at MJ, and saw that she was on the verge on tears.
"Do you realize what that caused me, Peter? Many times, it'd just be Ned and I alone, and I break down crying. And it's all because of you. I don't understand why it affected me so much, but it did, Peter. It hurt me so much. Watching you have fun with a girl you've barely known? Do you know how that feels? You've known Ned and I since middle school, and even if we've only been real friends for a couple months, that's way more than your time with Gwen. You abandoned us, Peter. I've been abandoned before, but I had hoped that it wouldn't happen again. I had faith before, and when you and Ned became my friends, actually, no, best friends, I was genuinely happy again. And I thought it could last, but it didn't. It may have only been a few weeks since you left us, but a few weeks gave me the same amount of pain as it did before." By now, she was choking back sobs, and tears were already streaming down my face. I didn't know she felt that way. This was the side that I wanted to see from her. Her vulnerable side. She's just the same as everyone else. She has feelings. And even if there was a buring question in my head on how she was abandoned before, I was going to wait for her to trust me enough to tell me, but right now, I just embraced her in a hug.
"I'm sorry, MJ. I really am. I...w-was so s-stupid for that." I kept apologizing to her while still hugging her. She hugged me back, and sobbed into my chest.
"Promise me, Peter. Promise you won't leave me again." She whispered, and my head cleared of any other words to say to her.
"I promise."
A/N: This gave me the feels. And I'm starting to give way to MJ's past. There'll be more stuff about MJ soon, and of course, more Pichelle moments. But still making a slight slow burn. It's kinda painful for me to make a slow burn for them, when all I want is to make this ship sail already lmao. Well...guess that's all for now! Thanks for reading!
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The Loser and the Weirdo (Peter Parker x Michelle Jones)
Hayran Kurgu{Before you read, take note that I wrote this back in 2018, and I have changed a lot since then. That includes my writing style, so don't expect too much from this, because although this is my favorite fanfic that I've ever written, it's mostly beca...