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Peter had hated you for such a long time. It was a known fact to almost anyone who knew you or him that he despised you. However, you hated Peter just as much as he hated you. In a way, this worked out fine for the pair of you!
He was at a party and they were doing 7 minutes in heaven. You were Michelle's best friend but also part of Liz's group, so you always got invited to the parties. When it came to doing 7 minutes in heaven, Liz chose you and Peter and although you gave her a look that said 'don't you dare' and he rolled his eyes and shook his head, she smiled and sent you two off.
When you got into the cupboard, the door locked, and light turned on. Peter looked you up and down and sighed deeply knowing that the next 7 minutes would take forever. You wondered why Liz would do that to you, and where Michelle was. You knew that you wouldn't hear the end of it if she knew, which of course she did, that you were in a closet with Peter Parker.
"So..." He started in a bored tone. "What are we going to do for seven minutes because I sure as hell am not going to make out with you!"
"Well Mr Parker, I'm honestly flattered!" You sassed back at him wondering why people liked Peter so much. This also made you wonder if Peter was only that much of a jerk to you.
"I've got a question for you, why do you hate me so much?" Peter asked sounding innocent and defenceless. It made you feel slightly sorry for him and then realised he was probably putting on an act.
"I hate you because you hate me and you're an asshole to me. That Peter Parker is why I hate you. Why do you hate me?" You answered looking Peter straight in the eye answering completely truthfully.
"I hate you because you hate me and I'm not an asshole to you, am I?" He asked worried that he had become a horrible person. This made you feel a bit bad as he seemed so innocent and pure when he wasn't being a jerk.
"You kind of are Peter. Well to me anyway because everyone else seems to love you and they all praise you as a saint."
"I'm so sorry, I really didn't realise I was that awful to you! I am honestly so sorry Y/N. What can I do to make it up to you?" He asked you in a voice that showed you that he truly was soft and innocent instead of being a completely awful person.
"Well our 7 minutes will be up soon probably which won't be enough time to get to know each other properly so let's go out to dinner tomorrow night!" You suggested wanting to get to know the boy who sat opposite you. It was almost as if he had a shield up that he had finally lowered to you and revealed someone sweet and kind.
"That sounds good Y/N/N (your nickname)! Wait can I call you that?" He asked.
"Yeah sure as long as I can call you Pete." You replied hoping he wouldn't mind being called Pete.
