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Requested by: @NerdyWormy12
"You know what? I'm gonna do it!" Peter said out of the blue confidently.
Ned and I both look up from our food confused and I let out a big sigh, shaking my head a little.
"If Mr. Stark said no than no Peter remember last time?"
He furrowed his eyebrows at me and than shook his head, "no no no! I'm gonna ask Liz out!"
My mouth fell open and Ned grinned, playfully punching Peter's arm.
"Way to go bro! What made you grow some balls?"
Peter chuckled, "You only live once and seeing my lifestyle that's actually ironic."
"You sure Pete?" I asked him softly.
He grinned, the biggest grin I've seen in a while.
"Yes."
Softly smiling at him, I shrugged and watched him stand up and walk towards Liz and her group of friends. Peter pulled Liz away from her friends and I saw him talk to her. He was nervous cause I saw him squeeze his hands, sometimes he did when he was nervous.
Liz grinned and nodded her head and Peter's body jolted a little. She walked off and Pete ran towards Ned and I with a big smile on his face.
"She said yes! Liz and I are going on a date!"
Ned and I smiled and cheered him. He and Ned both talked and my big smile slowly faded into a small one. Typical of me, I had a crush on Peter. He was funny, socially awkward, kind... very kind and just his own person.
I didn't even notice Peter and Ned stopped talking and Peter turned to me.
"Y/n?" I heard him say.
I blinked and raised my eyebrows at him. He grinned and slightly leaned forward.
"What should I do for the date?"
I slightly scoffed, "You think I know anything about what kind of date Liz expects?"
He shrugged, "well I mean your a girl, not to sound rude or sexist I guess! I just mean you don't have to be popular to know what kind of date Liz likes..."
I sighed, "take her somewhere fun like a small carnival or something or go mini golfing. Nothing to predictable but definitely get some food, like junk food something different."
Peter grinned and gave me two thumbs up, "thanks Y/n you're the best!"
After school Ned and I decided to hang out. We're more best friends than Peter and I, that's probably because I met Pete through Ned.
"Why are you so sad?" He asked, handing me a plate of croissants his mom made. His mom made the best croissants and she only made them for me whenever I came by.
