NOTICE ME : A Peter Kavinsky Story

What is your deal?

Peter POV:

Just as I was reaching for my phone, to see why it kept going off non-stop my mother knocked on my door.

"Peter, you have company" she said barging in my room before I had a chance to reply to her. I was still half dressed from just getting out of the shower only a few minutes ago.

I rolled my eyes and grunted in aggravation, "Mom! Privacy please!" I spat reaching for something to cover my body with even though I had boxers on.

"I'm sorry, hurry up someone's here to see you" she said peeking my interest.

I wrinkled my forehead curious as to who when I noticed the voice coming from downstairs.

"Oh hell no" I said aloud when I heard what sounded like Lara Jean and her Father Mr. Covey talking to my mom in the living room not long after she had gone back downstairs.

I started to panic, because I knew this would cause some sort of argument at some point with Camreigh.... because it was still a very sensitive subject between us and Lara Jean had been pushing herself way to much on me even if it was just friends wise she was being annoying now.

So I decided to text Camreigh to give her the heads up at who was in town and apparently at my house.

When I grabbed my phone a whole new drama was brought to my attention, from you guessed right Lara. Jean. Covey.

Me: what the hell is this shit???

My baby ❤: The hell if know??? Why is she starting crap with me? Is something going on i should know about Peter? Or is this another attempt of Lara Jean being her charming self?

Me: babe I swear, I have no idea what her deal is. I'm fixing to put a stop to it though. I have bad news tho.

My baby ❤: okay, I believe you. If she likes you that's all she has to say instead of trying to ease me out of the picture its enough ur moving miles away from me but worrying about her all the time I can't handle that too... 😫😫

Me: I'm sorry babygirl, I'll fix this somehow...

My baby ❤: I hope so. What is this bad news.?

Me: Lara Jean and her dad are here...... why I dont know so don't ask or yell at me for it because I was just told my mom tried to get me to come downstairs....

My baby ❤: wth??? Peter

Me: I will handle it. See you in twenty.

My baby ❤: ok..

Me: I love you??

My baby ❤: I love you too P... I'm sorry I've had it with this crap.

Me: I know bae im sorry, things keep ruining our time together we have left.

My baby ❤: me too 😶😫

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"There he is" my mom said when I made to the bottom of the stairs.

"You look nice, where are you going? She asked me acting like she didn't know I had been spending every moment I could with Camreigh before I left for school.

I cleared my throat and glanced at the couch, where Mr. Covey and Lara Jean sat conveniently on my living room couch smiling.

"Um, a date with Cam" I said as my mother looked at me with a rude stare.

"Look who's in for the weekend" she quickly said to change the subject.

"Is that little Peter Kavinsky?" Mr. Covey said standing up to shake my hand.

"Uh yeah, not little anymore" I said with a scoff as Lara Jean just sat there quietly on the couch.

"You almost taller than me" he said chuckling making conversation. I faked a smile but all I wanted to really do was go off on Lara Jean for putting her nose where it didn't belong.

"He heard you got into Stanford that's where Lara Jean goes isnt that a cute coincidence" my mother gushed it made me sick, she was so quick to have me just run into another girls arms just because we were going to the same school.

"Yeah, Margot told me back in December when we saw her at the mall" I said looking at my shoes feeling phone vibrate in my pocket.

"Well, maybe she can tell you about the school" my mother said continuously pushing me when I didn't need her to explain a class or a subject to me...

"I hate to be rude, Mr. Covey.. Lara Jean" I said giving her a angry glare from my deep brown eyes.

"Camreigh is waiting on me and I-I" I said when Mr. Covey interjected "Oh no it's fine, go have fun the real world can wait another week son" he said aggravating me.

"I'm not your son" I said snatching my keys off the counter and going to the car.

When I started to leave I could hear my mom speak of me like I wasn't still near by... talking about the separation like it was their business.. and how my father was a sore subject right now... ugh she makes me so angry sometimes i said to myself slamming the door behind me.

When I got outside and started to unlock my car door when I felt my phone buzz again, I knew it was Camreigh so I figured I better text her and let her know I was on my way and everything was okay.

My baby ❤: I'm ready.

My baby ❤: everything okay?

Me: okay omw. Yes bae I'll explain when I get there.

I texted and shoved my phone back in my pocket when I saw Lara Jean from my cars reflection.

"Lara Jean what the hell?" I said as she backed away.

"Whoa, Peter I was just going to walk home" she said smiling acting all innocent when I knew better.

"What is your problem? What is your deal? Why are you trying to start stuff with Camreigh and I? Because your lonely? Because you need a friend? That's not the way to do it Lara Jean!" I said finding my voice getting louder.

She shook her head and gave me a smirk, "I'll see you at Stanford Kavinsky" she said with an undeniable amount of flirting in her tone.

At this point I didn't even want to go to college...

To avoid anymore conflict before I did something or said something I would soon regret I got in my car and drove as fast as I could to Camreigh's. I didn't have the patience for her games.