"What are we?"
"We're frenemies, y/n."
Btw you have super powers.
GUYS I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS LIKE 12 SO DONT READ IT UNLESS YOU LIKE CRINGE SHIT. I HAVE BETTER WORK ON MY PAGE AND SOME COMING OUT SOON.
IF YOU'RE STILL GOING TO READ THIS: SORRY...
I wake up to feel two warm arms rapping around my waist. The sun slowly peeking in through the curtains, high lighting small areas in the hotel room. I slowly get out of the bed, trying not to wake Peter, today is gonna be a long day, we are going to Disneyland and I need some time to get ready.
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Peters awake by now, and I'm just finishing off curling/straightening my hair.
I'm wearing some high waisted mom jeans with a band tee andhalf up half down braided space bunssss.
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"Y/n? Y/n I need a shower! Why do girls take so long?" I roll my eyes and clean my mess in the bathroom then walk out the door.
"Y-you look, uh, very pretty" Peter says quietly, I turn my head towards him and give him a small smile, "Thank you, Peter." He nods and walks into the bathroom. Time to pack me bagggg
____Another ___Time ___Skip____
The car slows and peter sneezes. "Bless you child" I say. "Thanks" "Hope your not getting sick!" I say and give the change to the taxi before peter says he can pay.
We go through the security check and head to Starbucks first. I Order y/f/d (fav drink) and Peter orders the same. We pay separately because peter refuses to let me pay for his drink and vise versa. After that shananagin we head to buy churros! We get two, a pink one and a normal one.
___. Time skip again - I'm so sorry for so many time skips___.___.__.
Peters POV
Y/n. The chilled style of clothing to the minimal to no makeup. It's pure. She's pure. Girls these days cake it on, they care about popularity, trends and associations. Y/n though. She doesn't care if people call her a looser because she hangs out with me. She doesn't care if she popular or not. She is one in a million.
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Sorry again this chapter is so short. I'm trying to post these I just can't find time. But I'll keep trying💓
