Peter Parker Imagines

Bad Boy Parker

WARNINGS: mentions of intercourse

Words:2394
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It was the middle of winter. Temperatures are getting lower, rain turns into snow and more people are getting the flu. You were at school. Getting the books out of your locker. You didn't have many friends, not that you wanted to have friends. You had plenty outside school.

As you were trying to fix some of the decoration in your locker, someone shut it with their hand. You pull your hand out fast and glare at the person in front of you. It was the infamous Peter Parker. He was definitely a bad boy, a player, a troublemaker. He was considered the most hottest guy at your school. You could see the attraction, but he's a player, which is why you never bothered with him. "Can't you just leave me alone for once?" You groan. "Babe, we still have our project for History," He pouts at you. "My name is Y/N. So call me by my name," You sass back as you zip up your backpack and walk past him. "Don't get all angry at me! We need to do that project!" He says annoyed at you. You huff out a sigh and turn around to face your History partner. "Fine. When and where..." You groan in defeat. "My place, my aunt isn't home... ya know?" He smirks at you. You get flustered but ignore it, he just wants to get in your pants.

"I'm not hooking up with you. School work only. I'll be there at six," You state and walk away. You have your hands on the straps of your backpack as your face scrunches up. Peter's eyes followed you as he smiles to himself. He thought you were absolutely gorgeous and hot.

The day came to an end fast. You went back to your locker to, again, put all your books back in your bag that you didn't use for the rest of your day. You grab all your books and look at your phone before shutting your locker. You walked with a fast pace. The exit of the school building was just inches away, until someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you in them. "Listen dude. I need to get home—" You stared up at the person. Of course it was Peter Parker. "I thought it'd be better if we just don't do the project," He said with a soft and sad tone in his voice. "Wha- why?!" You snap at him. "I do not want to get an F, Parker!" You said to him, crossing your arms. "I-... I just- have some shit to deal with..." He says a little more harsh. You groan at him. "Listen Peter. The project is due next week. We have to start today," You started to walk towards the entrance. The school hall was empty by now. Peter grabbed your wrist again, you refused to turn around and resist. Peter holds your wrist tighter. "S-stop," You whimpered softly but he couldn't hear you. "Peter.." You wince at where he was holding you. "Let go!" You said a little louder. Peter realizes what he's doing. "I- I'm sorry. I'm just so angry at myself," He says frustrated. "Whatever Parker. How about you go to my house at six. I'm not doing the project on my own," You state. Peter huffs annoyed. "Like. said Y/N-" You cut him off. "Peter if I get an F, my mom is gonna kill me!" You start raising your voice, making Peter even more frustrated. He stays silent. You do too. "Fucking dickhead," You mumble to yourself as you walk away. Peter gets even more angry and pins you against the lockers. You wince again. "Get off me!" You yell. All the teachers were in their classrooms and couldn't hear anything. You try to push him off of you. "Y/N! Reason with me! I can't do the project while my aunt is dead!" He yelled at you, making you stop resisting. Your wrists were turning blue, you winced but ignored it. "Y/N... My aunt is dead and it's my fault. You think I want to do that stupid project now?!" His voice was soft and broken but also harsh and loud at the same time. He let go of you and turned around as his eyes got teary. You approached him slowly while looking at your wrists. Peter turns around as he looks at them. "Oh god Y/N... I'm so sorry. I get so stressed. I didn't want to hurt you," He took a step towards you but you flinched a little and took a step backwards.

"Whatever you're dealing with now, I hope you'll get through it. I'll do it m-myself. The p-project," You started to walk away from him. Peter groaned even louder. The girl he fell in love with was now mad at him and on top of that, he heard his aunt has passed away due to stabbing. It was because of Spider-Man she died. Peter was considered the person with no feelings at all, but he had a heart somewhere. Peter was usually badass and strong. He looked so intimidating all the time. Now he feels like he's weak and broken. You left the school entrance as Peters eyes followed your figure.