Coffee, School and Villains

Part 6

Eek he's in my house!
Peter: so where's your parents?
I don't know whether i should tell him, but i feel as though i can trust him enough.
Y/N: they're divorced. i live with mum but she's rarely ever home.
Peter: oh, i'm so sorry.
He stood staring at me with a solemn look in his eyes.
Y/N: it's okay i'm used to it. she's probably off getting drunk and at some random mans house. she comes home a few times a week to check on me but i can handle myself now. How about you?
Peter: well both my parents died in a car accident so i live with my aunt may.
Y/N: oh, i'm sorry to hear that.
Peter: it's okay.
We both stand there not knowing what to say or do.
Y/N: well i'll show you round the house i guess.
Peter: cool.
The two of us head up stairs and i point to rooms as we pass them saying where the bathroom is and my mums room. finally we reach my room. i take a deep breath and open the door hoping that it is clean.
To my relief it is and Peter plops himself onto my bed while i chuck my bag at the door and sit down at my desk. Peter: i like your room, it's a lot cleaner than mine.
we both giggle and i get up and sit next to Peter.

a/n: i'm going to join some of my instagram parts so that they're longer on here otherwise they'd be really short! lots of love xo