(Peter Parker x reader) Romeo and Juliet

37: I Ran After Him

I'd lied when I'd told Liz's dad my boyfriend was meeting me. And I was a bit shocked when Liz asked where my boyfriend was.

Surely she knew I was lying.

But like we already established, she is a numbskull.

"I don't have one Liz," I hissed. "I wish I did, but look at me."

She frowned, her face scrunched up. "You wish you had Peter. But you're mad at me cause he likes me, not you. You're a big hunk of jealous!"

"There goes the pot!" I cried. "Calling the kettle black!"

She looked hurt, but not enough to make her stop arguing. "You're so...so...what is even wrong with you right now? You're always so nice and-"

"Don't think you know me Liz. You have no fucking idea who I am. You don't know what I can do," I almost yelled at the beginning, but towards the end of the sentence, I was hissing again.

"You're right, I don't know you. But what I do know is how hopelessly in love you are. And you blame others cause you can't grow a pair and do something about it!" She snapped back.

I gripped my skirt so hard I felt my nails nearly tearing it. "You know what Liz? Next time you tell me I'm in love I'll take this," I indicated my shoe, "and shove it up your-"

"Y/N!" MJ shouted so loudly Liz didn't hear the end of my sentence. "Let's go get you a drink!"

She tugged me away from a fuming Liz, "You need scotch or whiskey, not sissy punch like this," she'd said, and I watched Peter approach Liz.

He looked like he'd seen a ghost.

Now, I was plenty worried he'd run off after the Vulture.

And after what I'd said to him, the chances of him telling me where he was going were pretty slim.

And when he ran off from Liz towards our lockers, I knew I was right.

And I ran after him.