PARKER ⌁ peter p. imagines

the other girls

this imagine was inspired
by a scene from the movie 'The Last Song.'
A lot of the dialogue is from the scene
as well, but most is mine!
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The beach sand stuck to the bottom of your thighs, the waves reaching the tip of your toes. You brought your knees up to your chest and set your chin on top, admiring the view. In the distance, the sun was visibly setting, the night coming quickly.

You'd gotten into a fight with Peter.

You shut your eyes as you thought about it again, burying your head into your knees.

"Y/n," His voice said softly from behind you.

You sighed, ultimately hoping that he wouldn't find you, but he knew you too well.
This was your getaway.

He was still standing behind you, wanting to give you enough space. "Y/n, please tell me what's wrong."

You stood up, brushing the sand off of you and walking past him. "Nothing's wrong." You said bluntly.

He followed behind you. "It was Miranda, wasn't it?"

"Peter-"

"I saw you talking to her, what'd she say?" He was persistent.

You rolled your eyes.
"Just leave it."

"Just tell me what she said to you!"

You spoke to him over your shoulder, not bothering to look at him. "Peter, I did not come here for some stupid summer romance with some stupid local boy who has done this with a thousand other girls."

His eyebrows scrunched together. "What?"

You turned around to face him. "Miranda told me about all the girls you've been with. So I don't want to be just the next girl on your parade of girls, Pete. Going on the same date, doing the exact same thing." You said. "I think that's why it'd be better if we just end it."

"End it?" He laughed bitterly. "End what?" You walked away. "Okay, y/n, yes, I went out with other girls before I met you. But that's the point, it was before I met you! So how can you be mad about that?" You turned around again.

"Don't you dare make this about me." You warned. "You and I both know this is not my fault-"

Peter grabbed your face and cut your sentence off by pressing his lips against yours. It was like a scene out of a movie, and you always thought it was stupid how the girl just let the guy cut her off, but now you understood.

When you separated. your foreheads touched, and the two of you just stared into each other's eyes.
"You're not like the other girls, y/n."