Peter Parker Imagines

Little Devil and a Little Angel

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Peter was considered the school sweetheart, the most pure and innocent person you could ever imagine. He was too adorable for this world.

You, on the other hand, were always getting yourself in trouble, always hooking up with people, always not caring about anything.

You guys were like day and night. The total opposite, but still always liked each other. Peter and you were friends. Not best friends, but you knew each other. You thought Peter was really cute and always so kind to people. Peter thought you were a total badass and an absolute beautiful person.

Nobody would ever thought that the badass devil at school would ever like the innocent angel. You admit, it felt weird being around him but in a good way. You've never felt this shy around one person. You've always been social and straightforward but around this brown-haired, chocolate-eyed boy you blush and stutter and smile like an idiot.

You were walking down the school hallway. Leather jacket on, red plaid blouse around your waist, black skinny jeans and a black tank top with a dark grey beanie on your head. You have a smokey eye with a dark shade of nude lipstick on your lips. Peter was on the other side of the hallway. Looking at you and your friends laughing together. Peter was wearing a light grey hoodie with white lettering on it saying: "C O F F E E" and he was wearing dark blue jeans. His hair wasn't neat. You could see he overslept this morning. "Okay dude. Just go up to Y/N and ask her to study today," Ned told him. "I-I can't dude! She's so out of my league!" Peter refused but Ned pushed him forward and he sighed, knowing Ned would never leave him alone if he didn't ask you.

You looked at him and smiled shyly. You waved and he waved back. He walks over to you. He smiles shyly just as you did and stands next to you at your locker. "Hey Peter" You greet him. "Hi Y/N. I was just wondering if you wanted to .. maybe study? uhm, tonight?" Peter stutters a little and you chuckle at how cute he is. "Sure Pete. My place at 7. See you then," You wink and blush hard at what you just said.

School went by fast and you were beyond excited for Peter to come over. You made sure you looked extra cute and you told him to wear something comfy.

Hours passed and it had finally turned 7 o'clock. Peter has left a few minutes ago. He was nervous to be in your apartment with only the two of you. He really liked you.

As he got there, he knocked on the door three times before the door was swung open by you. "Hi Peter! Come in!" You greeted him and welcomed him with open arms. You were wearing a black shirt with some black yoga pants.

"H-Hi Y/N! Nice place!" He said, nervous as ever. "Thanks..." You say and take a deep breath. "You can wait in my room while I'l order us some pizza. Any specific pizza's you like?" You ask him while leading him towards your room. "Anything will do," He says and walks into your bedroom. It wasn't a dark room or anything, it had white walls. Just the decoration seems badass. He looked around and saw a photo of your family on your desk. He looked around even more and found a notebook. He opened it. It had all of your feelings written in it. Peter reads one.

I might have sex,
with other guys,
instead of making me feel better,
i feel less.
no one knows,
how i feel,
if i open up,
i'll shed another tear.
i hide my problems,
i hide my fears,
under my jacket,
all these years.
can someone fix me,
i am broken.
can someone see me,
even if i'm alone.

Peter reads another one, feeling intrigued by it.

can no one see my pain?
i'm trying to find help.
how can i explain,
the things i have felt.
i feel so empty,
every single day,
so sad and lonely,
someone take that pain away.

Peter feels broken. He doesn't know what happened to you, but he feels sad you feel this way. He reads one more.

You found a way
towards my heart,
even if these obstacles
could've torn you apart.
i tried to shield my heart from getting hurt.
and still you manage to dig your way through the dirt.
you might break my heart,
you might break it once more,
or maybe my heart,
a hero will restore.

He put the book back on her desk. He's wondering who this guy is. He really wants it to be him, but he doubt that'll be it. You come back in the room. "Pizza will be coming," You lean against the door. "Do you really want to study?" You chuckle at him. He shakes his head no. "I- I just wanted to hangout with you," He stutters. "You should've said so! C'mon, let's chill!" You said and grabbed his arm so he's standing up. "Let's play some games!" You suggested while waiting for the pizza. "O-Okay sure," Peter smiles at how nice this is going so far.

"Okay... How about.. Truth or Dare!" You suggest. He nods innocently and you grin. "Great! I'll ask first! Truth or dare!"  You smirk at him and he smiles softly. "Truth," "Pussy!" You say and punch his arm. "Auw- hey!" Peter glares at you but softens when he sees you laugh. "Okay. Have you ever hooked up with someone?" You ask him and he shakes his head "I need some juicy secrets out of you!" You laugh and groan. Peter chuckles.

You guys both played this game for minutes straight until right at the end. "Okay Pete. Truth or Dareeee!" You sing-song at the word 'dare'. "Truth," He says. "What're you most afraid of?" You ask him with gleaming eyes. Peter's eyes soften at the question. It takes a long time for him to respond which leaves you confused. "Losing a close loved one.." He finally replies but he said it very soft. Peter started shedding a tear. "Shit! I'm so sorry Pete. I didn't mean to-" "It's not your fault. It's just, ever since my uncle died, my life has been so much different. I feel like i've lost everything if I lose someone else too," He starts sobbing and you scoot over to him. "Peter... That's totally normal. It's okay to feel this way. You're just a teenager, just like me." You reassure him as he looks into your eyes. You hug him tight.

"You know, I always distance myself from people so I don't end up getting hurt. Like hooking up with someone at school. Sure, the sex is great but it doesn't mean anything to them or me... eventually I keep hurting myself. I've always been afraid of commitment after my mom left me and my dad got so depressed, he drank all the time. He got in a coma and I feel like I've lost everything by now," You open up to Peter. You've never done that before. Like ever. You have major trust issues but Peter seems trustworthy enough. He seems genuine.

"I guess I act like a 'badass' to keep people away from hurting me," You chuckle sadly as tears roll down your cheeks. "I guess we're not too different after all," Peter says smiling. You smile back and lean in. It goes very fast but you peck him on the lips. He looks back at you and you look at him again until you both lean in. His hands going straight to your hair and your arms around his neck. You're both still sitting on the floor. You pull up your shirt as Peter pulls up his hoodie. "Damn Parker. When did you get so fit?" You asked him. "Genetics?" He questions as you smile. You lean back in and graze your hands over his stomach. He picks you up and places you on the bed.

You smirk and continue making-out with him. "Have you ever done this before, love?" You smiled at Peter's reaction. "N-No" He stutters embarrassed and you grin. "I guess I'll be your first," You say and unbuckle his belt before the doorbell goes off. "Fucking delivery guy!" You groan.

Peter smiles to himself as you put on your shirt and go to the front door.

So did the devil of the school get with the angel.