Lara Jean and Peter

The Reconciliation

He sounded really disgusted when he said "Stephen" as he sat up. I freeze in my place as horror and defiance crosses over each one of their faces. "Yep, that Stephen. He's the guy she's been seeing since you fucking crushed her." I break out of my trans and counter, "We went on one date and I didn't even call him after that!" A cloud passes over his face and I rub my hands over mine. But when I open my eyes, he's smiling? I hear Sarah screech, "What the hell?! I thought I took that off of you!" I notice he's smiling because I'm still wearing the promise ring he gave me. The ring matches the necklace from his mom's shop. I decided to put the necklace in the hatbox when we broke up. The ring sits on top of Stormy's ring tilted to the side because the two gems can't sit in the same place. "I slipped it back on when you weren't looking. I also turned it around so you couldn't see the gem because I just didn't like the way my hand felt without it." She gives me a disappointing look and shakes her head. It took her about thirty minutes to pry the ring from my finger, before setting it in her clutch. Unattended. So I took my chance. "Ladies, can we talk in private?" Peter is smirking and Sarah squints her eyes accusingly. "Five minutes. Then you're gone." They walk out, leaving the door open, and sit in sight as they watch us. After Peter goes back to "sleep" they let their guards down and he suddenly stands up and closes the door while saying, "See you on the other side." He salutes then as they all, in unison, go, "NO!" But before they can reach the door he has closed and locked it.

"So... about the other night.." I cut him off, "it's fine Peter, I didn't tell them. And I won't tell anyone unless you want me to, so you can just leave." I look down, fidgeting with my ring. "I was going to say I made a mistake breaking up with you. I won't lie, I was a mess. Afterwards I was just on autopilot. I still wrote you notes, every week, I just never sent them." I hug my knees to my chest to stop myself from crying. "The only reason I went to that party was to get drunk and forget about you. I wasn't going to sleep with her. I don't even remember her name!"
"Angela. Her name, is Angela." He frowns and continues, "When I saw you last night, I was dumbfounded. The only reason I actually started talking to Angela was because I saw her talking to you. I was kinda gonna interrogate her about you."
"Why didn't you just come up to me? I was wearing the ring then."
"I knew if I went up to you, I wouldn't be able to control myself. So instead I found myself downing shots like they were water." He walks up to me and pushes my knees down. He picks me up and, on instinct, I wrap my legs around him. Leaving my arms down, looking into his big, brown, beautiful eyes. Dammit! Why was he so beautiful. "When I saw you last night, you looked so hot I could've done you right there in that room. That feeling that I got when I saw you, I forgot how good it felt. I never wanted to hurt you Lara Jean. You're my first true love. And hopefully my last." We touch foreheads and I say, "I missed you so much."
"Covey. You have no fucking idea." He smiles his Handsome Boy smile and I can't help but smile back. Then he kisses me passionately. Like I've never been kissed before. Even when we were intimate for the first time, he never kissed me like this before. My whole body is wrapped around him and we're both breathing hard. He bites my lips and I giggle. I run my hands through his hair, which is longer than usual, but I like it. "Your hair is longer than you usually keep it."
"Autopilot, remember. Apparently I completely forgot to get a haircut. I could cut it if you want." I smile and shake my head, "No. I think I like it better this way."
"Whatever my girl wants." I chill goes down my spine as I hear those words come out of his mouth. I missed those words so much. I lean in to continue kissing him, when we're interrupted by frantic knocks on my door. Then there's a muffled, "Lara Jean? Lara Jean? I swear if you two are doing it in there..." then there's another voice, softer than the first one, "Do you really think they're doing it in there? They can't be! Right?" Peter stifles a laugh and sets me down gently. He takes off his shirt and I realize what he's doing. "Peter no! You can't." To late, he's already cracked the door open and says, "A little privacy would be nice." I bury my face in my hands and sigh heavily. "Lara Jean!"
"We weren't doing anything!" I glare at Peter, who's laughing so hard he can barely catch his breath. I get up and push him out of the way to open the door completely. I hear Meg first, "Are we happy about this? Or should we scold you for being weak?"
"What does this have to do with me being weak?" Sarah says, "Weeeelll, you're in the same room for 20 minutes and you're already jumping him. I would consider that weak." Peter recovers from his fit of laughter and says, "Why are you guys talking like I'm not right here? Plus, who could resist all of this?" He gestures to himself and Meg says, "Apparently not Lara Jean." My roommates snicker and I push them out of the doorway into the main room. "That was totally uncalled for."
"What? I was just stating a fact!" Peter is nodding behind me while putting on his shirt. "I don't think I can continue this conversation anymore. We're going to get something to eat." Now Bev is speaking, "Like a date?" I can feel Peter's arms wrap around my waist from behind. "Yeah, like a date." He kisses my cheek and I can't help but smile and wrap my arms over his. Sarah rolls her eyes and turns to the rest of them, "How can we stay mad at that?" I break away from Peter and say, "I'm going to get changed, be right back."
"Cool, I'll come watch." I feel my face get hot as I say, "Hop off that high horse of yours perv." And slam the door in his face. I quickly get changed and we head off to my favorite coffee shop. We talk for hours, catching up on everything we've missed telling each other in the duration of our month apart. We finish, him paying the bill, and we walk around for a bit, not knowing where to go. Then, an idea pops into my head, and I squeeze Peter's hand. He looks down at me, "What?"
"I know exactly where to go. Follow me." I lead him to the bench with the two trees crossing paths above it. I realized, he's never seen it in person, only while we were FaceTiming. We get there and Peter whispers, "Wow."
"I know right." I smile. I'm glad Peter likes it. "This place is a lot prettier in person. Why didn't you show me this sooner?"
"I guess, we just never really had the time. I'm glad you like it though." I lead him over to the bench, and we sit down next to each other. We sit there in silence for a bit, just watching the different types of people go by. Then he scoots over, adjusting himself, and lays his head down on my lap, looking up at the two trees. "Now I see what you meant back in high school. They start so far apart, but they still end up together."
"Yeah." I love Peter's philosophical moments. They're so deep, and you can really see Peter's true side. I noticed he only opened up like that around people close to him. Or, when he's drunk. I start playing with his soft coils, just the way he likes, and he closes his eyes. "I missed this." He pulls my face down and softly kisses me. Like we have all the time in the world. The sunlight is softly shining across his face, accentuating his brown curls, making them shine. I secretly take a picture of him, wanting to document this moment forever. We stay like this, me admiring his perfect face, him basking in the sunlight, opening his eyes every once in a while to smile at me. It starts to get dark, and the nightlife picks up. My smile starts to falter, realizing Peter has to leave soon. I hate it, we just got back together. "Peter, we should probably start heading back. It's getting dark." He nods and stands up, holding his hand out for mine. I link our fingers and stand up, leaning into him. We walk back, talking about everything we're going to do during Thanksgiving break. "What if, one night, we go stargazing again. There's no meteor shower or anything, just go up to the mountains and look up at the stars."
"That sounds like the best idea. Anything, really, sounds like the best idea when I get to do it with you."
"You are so cheesy!" He looks at me, laughing, and says, "You love it." I do. We reach my building, and I can see Peter's black Audi parked outside. It's almost 5pm. I don't want him to leave yet, but I can't keep him here since he has morning practice tomorrow. "I guess this is it." I can feel the tears brimming. "Covey, don't cry." I fan my eyes with my hands laughing, "I'm sorry, I can't help it. I'm just going to miss you so much."
"I'll miss you too Covey. I love you so much."
"I love you too." I get onto my toes, kissing him one last time. I squeeze my eyes shut, not letting the tears fall, holding him as close as I can. Taking in every last moment. He breaks away and kisses me one last time before getting into his car. "Call me when you get there."
"What if you're asleep?"
"Then wake me up." I wave, and watch him pull out of the space, waiting for him to leave before I break down. I walk into my dorm room, tears streaming down my face. Sarah is the first to meet me. "I'm fine, I swear!" I try to laugh it off, wiping my tears away. "Are you sure LJ? Do you need me to kick Peters ass?"
"No! Don't do that. He just left, that's why I'm crying." She gives me a worried look. "I promise. Peter and I are great." I keep telling myself, one week. That's it, one week and then I can see him. I start counting down the days in my head. Before I go to bed, I set the picture I took of Peter earlier today as my lock screen. I love you, Peter Kavinsky.

A/N
Ahhhhhh, Covinsky is BACK! Yes, I know, but, stay tuned, as they head into some troubled waters. I know, I know, I'm an awful person. But i have to do it. Keep you guys in suspense. Next update coming tomorrow. And I'll definitely be updating the next day too. Tell me if you guys want to hear about them during college, or after college in the chapter after next. Cause I have an idea about their future, but I don't know if I should time jump. Sorry for rambling, I just never thought so many people would ready my book! I love every single one of you. Make sure to follow me, comment, vote and add to libraries. I love seeing what you add this story to.
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;)-Dreamstate5