Our Little Secret ✔️

5

Michelle
"MJ wait!" Peter yelled after me.
"Not today Parker, not in the mood" I said not bothering to look behind me or stop.
"Please MJ" Peter begged stepping in front of me to block my way.
"Get out of my way, I'm seriously not feeling like playing games today." I said trying to go around him.
"I'm sorry for pushing you, I shouldn't have. I just got really worried about your hand, I didn't mean to prey" he said staring at my hand.
"No Parker, I should be the one apologizing to you. I snapped at you earlier for no reason, you were trying to help and I was a bitch to you" I said.
"Don't apologize to me" he said looking at me with sympathy.
"I've just had a shitty couple of days" I sighted.
"Are you going home?" Peter asked.
"Uh yeah...aren't you?" I question him.
"Well yeah, do you want me to walk you home?" Peter asked softly.
"Oh umm... no I don't want you walking extra for me. I'm okay" I said.
"My house is just a couple of blocks down yours, so I'll be walking pass your house anyways. Really, is no big deal" he said. Something in his voice made me doubt the validity of his word but I didn't want to walk alone either.
"Fine" I said.
"Alright cool cool" he said.
We walked side by side, in complete silence. But it wasn't an awkward silence it was comfortable.
I kept nervously glancing behind me, making sure no one was following us.
"Are you okay MJ?" Peter asked.
"Oh yeah yeah... I just umm...haha just a weird habit I have" I chuckled nervously.
"How is your hand?" Peter asked attempting to clear my mind.
"Uh–well it hurts. But uh I'll hurt less in a day or two" I said staring at my bandage hand.
"Oh umm this is my house. Thank you for keeping me company" I said pointing st my house.
"Can I take a look at your hand?" Peter asked suddenly.
"Wh—what?" I asked nervously.
"Please, it will help me feel better if I know you're okay" he said softly.
"It's no big deal." I said.
"Please" he begged.
"Fine" I said finally giving in. I unlocked my door and let him through. He gave me a small smile and stepped in.
I sighed.
"Okay let me see" he said as we sat down on the kitchen counter.
"Peter you are such a drama queen" I said rolling my eyes.
"May I?" He asked referring to my bandaged hand. I nodded in approval.
Carefully he began to remove the bandage from my hand.
I winced in pain and he looked at he worriedly.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry MJ" he said.
"It's okay" I whispered hitting my cheeks to stop from whining like a baby. Once he removed the bandage, I saw how ugly and gross my burn looked.
"Oh my god. Don't look at this Parker" I said yanking my arm away from his hand.
This is so disgusting. I can't believe he saw that. That is so embarrassing. Oh my god. I think I just died a little inside.
"MJ don't be ridiculous. Come back here" Peter said chuckling a bit.
"Stop Parker. I can't believe you're not phased by that. I can't even look at it, I think I'm gonna throw up" I said looking away from my hand.
"And that is exactly why I have to clean. You won't do it if I don't" Peter said walking towards me.
"Stop. Don't take another step. I can't let you do this, it's embarrassing" I said.
"Now who is being a drama queen huh?" Peter said grabbing my other hand and pulling me towards him. His touch made me feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach.
"Come on" he said making me sit in a chair.
"Parker" I whined looking at him.
"MJ you are being such a girl" Peter said.
"Well I was a girl the last time I checked so your statement is 100% irrelevant" I stated.
"Okay this might hurt a little bit" Parker said grabbing my hand in his own.
Oh god I'm such a girl!
"Shit" I whined.
"I'm sorry. Just a little more" he said.
"Hurry the fuck up this hurts so much Parker" I said digging my nails in my hand.
"Okay I'm done" he said rubbing my other hand reassuringly.
"Thanks loser" I said smiling at him.
"So you're not mad at me anymore?" Peter asked.
"I wasn't mad at you Parker" I said rolling my eyes playfully.
"Sure you were. You ignored me the whole day. You didn't even make fun of me" He said.
"I didn't think you'd notice" I whispered quietly.
"Sure I did. How could I not?" Peter exclaimed smiling at me.
"No one ever does" I mumbled.
He frowned.
"Don't say that. You're my friend and I care about my friends" he said looking at me.
"Oh man what did I do to deserve such a punishment, what's next, we'll be the next three musketeers?" I asked.
"Hey" Peter said bumping my shoulder jokingly.
"You're stuck with me whether you like it or not" Peter said.
"Guess I am" I said smiling at him meeting his gaze, a grin already on his lips.
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