I stared at the ceiling with a bunch of thoughts. "Maybe he knows who I am? Actually, probably not," I said with doubt. I got up and put on an oversized hoodie with light grey leggings. I walked to school, avoiding any people who might annoy me. I kept my head down, afraid to meet his eyes. Even when I hear his voice, I'm swarmed with butterflies.
I can hear his voice getting louder and louder as he gets even closer to me. I start picking up my walking speed to avoid him, but he comes up to me, my head still down. "Y/n? Hey what's up?" I run away tears slowly forming in my eyes. It's impossible to get him of my mind. I think about 100 thoughts and he's 99. I've understood he'll never be mine, and it's fine, I'm just breaking inside.
Although I should've gone to class, I stayed in the hallway, curled up in a ball, back to the wall. My tears made everything look blurry.
~~~~ time skip ~~~~
I heard the bell ring, as it was passing period. I honestly didn't care about the people staring at me, except for one person. Peter. He walked towards me and sat right by my side. I didn't run or move away, I just stayed and sat there. "Hey y/n," he said gently, "I didn't mean to hurt you." I feel my face become warm and wet, including my leggings. Maybe one day, just one day, I could call him mine.
"P-Peter," it was hard to even say his name. "I-I like you," I finally confessed. I stood up and was about to run, but I felt Peter's warm hands grab onto my waist, not letting go. He turned me around, forcing us to meet face to face. His eyes caught mine, "You're my only light."
He pulled me in and I felt his soft, warm lips on mine. I pulled away to breathe and said, "Your mine."
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A/N: Awwwww this is too cute. ☺️ Also, this was inspired by the song "One Day" by Tate McRae. I've been obsessed with this song!
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