𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐞 | t. holland

6.

With finals approaching, you didn't have very much spare time to give to Peter, but that didn't stop you from fishing out ten-minute breaks to video chat with him.

You didn't even text him beforehand anymore, you just called. You liked that sort of level in a relationship.

As you stumbled through the gross ice and slush, your freezing fingers dialed Peter's cell. You were too cold and your hair was too crazy for you to want to video chat.

"Hey, what's up?" he answered. 

His voice made you smile. "Hi Peter, I'm walking to class but it's freezing so I'm going slow. What's up with you?"

"Nothing much, just on my lunch break," he said. "Oh, oh, hey guess what? Guess what I did today?"

"What did you do Peter?"

"I met.... Elizabeth Olsen!"

You gasped and stopped in your tracks. "You did! Why didn't you call me?"

"Sorry, it was only this morning. I was on set doing uh... some set stuff.... and she was doing a scene in the movie I'm part of. And uh, yeah I said hi and told her I was Peter," he said. 

"Wow." You continued to walk. "That's a dream." 

"So uh, yeah. That happened today. No biggie."

You scoffed. "Yeah, no biggie. You just met one of the most talented actors this morning, no biggie."

"Well, you must have done something interesting today," he said. "What's been going on?"

"I'm studying. All morning; all day; all last night. I've got my biology quiz today and I'm gonna flunk it."

You heard other voices on Peter's end of the call. "Uh, sorry Y/N, my break is ending early. Good luck on your quiz, you'll do awesome. Oh! And uh—gah, I can't believe I forgot."

"What?" you asked. 

"Um, remind me when I call you next that I have big news. Okay?"

"Okay, but Peter don't you—"

"I really gotta go, bye!"

"But—"

The call beeped before you could finish your sentence. You shook your head and smiled. He was always rushing around on set. You were surprised he had even picked up.

So shoving your phone into your coat pocket, you trudged on in the frigid frost to your impending biology doom.

~~~

"Y/N!"

You jerked the phone away from your face and flinched. "Peter!" you yelled back through the call. You put the phone hesitantly back near your cheek.

"Remember when I said I have great news?" he asked. 

"Yeah, how could I forget?" You twirled your pencil between your fingers as you sat at your dorm desk.

"Well the great news was that the movie is finished shooting after tomorrow. But, I got even better news than that. You ready to hear it?"

You spun the pencil faster. "Sure! Wow, this means you're gonna get more time to call now!  Right?"

"Yep! And... and... my producer said that they would give me a bonus."

"Peter, that's amazing!"

"But wait, here's where it gets good," he said. "I won't need to work for another two weeks, and I was expecting to be finishing up this movie in those weeks so I have nothing planned. And since I'm getting a bonus I don't necessarily need..."

You froze and the pencil dropped from your hand. "Are you saying... you wouldn't—"

"I'm buying a plane ticket to come see you. Two days from now. Y/N, I've decided something." You heard him take a deep breath. You were too shocked to respond. "I've been thinking," he resumed. "I really like you. Like, I've got a huge crush... on—on you...." You heard him gulp. "And uh, I don't know, since I got this bonus and I don't have plans for it I figured I'd come spend it with you and... I don't know... maybe we can do more than just video chat for the next two weeks?"

You sat there, open mouthed.

After a spell, Peter said "Y/N? You there?"

You screamed. You jumped up out of your seat and screamed. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Peter! Why would you want to do something so stupid! I have class still, and it's below freezing here. Like, what the hell! Are you crazy?"

Peter laughed. "Crazy about you," he said. 

You felt yourself blush. "Come on, Peter. That's a crazy amount of money just to see me. I can't let you do that." 

"I thought you'd say that," he replied, "so I already bought the ticket." 

"You what!"

"You heard me." He laughed. "It's a yes, yes, yes."

"Peter—" you shook your head, utterly shocked. "You are so dumb to waste that much money on me."

"Trust me," Peter said, smiling through the phone. "I'm not."

You grinned and shook your head.