Peter Parker Imagines

You promised me

WARNINGS: sad

Words: 1566
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"I am your father..." Peter said in a deep voice as his face scooted closer to you. "I'm not gonna say it," You giggle. Peter huffed, making you laugh. You swing your messy ponytail into his face. "That tickles," He pouted. You chuckled again and smiled at your best friend. Peter continues to pout and crosses his arms. You pout back mockingly as you gave him a hug. "Is Petie sad?" You joke. He nods still not returning the hug and pretending to be mad.

"How about this, we order pizza and play a game!" You suggest to him. Peter agrees and starts to open up the Dominos website. "What do you want?" He asks you. "Whatever is fine," You smile cheekily at him as he presses two different pizza's. "Aannddd, ordered it!" He said putting his phone down to look at you. "Let's play truth or dare," You say, scooting closer to the brunette boy. "Okayy, you first... truth or dare?" "Hmmm, truth," You reply simple.

"What is your biggest fear?" Peter asks without hesitation. You sigh. "Laaameee!" You pretend to yell at him, making him laugh. "Err- I think, being- uhh," You said while Peter was still chuckling a little. "It's kind of- uhm, embarrassing," You rub your arm nervously as Peter puts his hand over yours. "I'm your best friend. You know I won't judge,"  Peter reassures you. "That everyone will leave me one day, I guess," You blurt out quickly and let out a shaky breath. Peter sighs and looks at you sad. "You know, my dad left me when I was 4. My mom doesn't give a shit about me and will probably leave me too. You are going to get a great life and move somewhere else with your wife and children and I'll be stuck in New York someday without anyone," You explain to him. Peter sat there in shock."I would never leave you,"

"Swear?"

"I swear,"

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That moment, changed your whole perspective on your future. You knew Peter would always be there for you. You knew he could never leave your side. I mean, you are both best friends who care for each other deeply, maybe even more. You two told each other everything. You were the first to know he was Spider-Man.

It was Wednesday and you were just done with school. So much homework and tests and you skipped a class even, by accident. You didn't check the time. Now you even had detention for 2 hours on Friday. You had to write all the school rules down which sucks.

You were so stressed out. Your mom was out in the club, as a fucking stripper and probably drunk. You couldn't fail cause you were soon going to graduate. You didn't have a college to go to, which your teacher confronted you about because you had to apply now, but your parents weren't here to help so you didn't know what to do. Your eyes started to water as papers were scattered around the floor. "Fuck," You mumble to yourself as you started to have a mental breakdown. You put your knees to your head as you sobbed loudly into your leggings, the fabric soaking up your tears as they fell down your face.

Your phone started to vibrate and play a ringtone. Your head perked up from your legs as you look who's calling. It was Peter. Of course it was him. You immediately picked up and held the phone to your ear. "Hey Pete," You said softly, trying to hold in your shaky breath. "Hey Y/N. I just needed to tell you something important and it's really hard to say but-" He began but cut off when he heard you sniffle. "-Are you crying?" He asked concerned. You sighed and let your broken voice takeover you. "Yeah, please come over," You started to let out a sob again as Peter quickly said "Coming" and hung up. You were glad he came.

Peter put on his suit and started swinging over to your apartment complex. He knew about your mom and your dad. Of course he did. Like I said, you guys told each other everything. Peter was there fast and knocked on your window. You opened it.

Peter saw in what state you were in. Your hair was messy, your nose was red, your eyes were blotchy and your lip quivered. "Oh Y/N," He said and jumped into your room. Immediately embracing you in his strong arms. "Peter... My life is a mess... I don't know what to do. I just wanna go somewhere else, runaway from everything," You sobbed into Peters shoulder. Peter held you tight. He had to tell you, but he didn't want to break you more. You were already so fragile and broken, if he'd tell you, you'd fully break into tiny pieces.

Peter loved you. He didn't want to hurt you. Never. He knows that you don't deserve this life you're living. "You don't deserve any of this," Peter held you even closer. "You're such a good person, I don't know why this is happening to you," He calmed you down a little. You were still full on crying. "I just want the pain to end," You cried and cried and cried until you finally calmed down fully. Peter still held you in his arms though.

You sighed and sniffled a little. "What's that important thing you wanted to tell me?" You ask him. You finally felt a little happiness in Peters arms. His warmth, his reassurance, how he treats you. Everything about him makes you love him. "I have two things to tell you," He said, his voice cracking as he let go of you and sat down on your bed. You joined him.

Peter started to get nervous as you placed your hand on his. "It's okay," You smiled sadly. Peter took a deep breath. "I applied for a University it London and they accepted me. I'm  moving to England after graduation," He cringed as he said it out loud. He knew you're heart shattered when the words left his mouth. Peter flinched a little at your touch, scared how you would react. "W-what? You're leaving?" You said to him. Peter could hear the broken-hearted tone in your voice. "I'm sorry- I just-" Peter wanted to explain, but you cut him off.

"You're leaving me? Just like everyone else?" Your tone got higher from the cracks your voice contained. "I really don't want to- Believe me," Peter almost started to shed a tear. "Y-You fucking liar!" You were raising your voice as each word escaped your mouth. "You lied to me!" You yelled. Peter didn't say anything. He took it. He knew he deserved it.

"You asshole!" You shouted at him again. "I trusted you! I thought it was us two 'till the end!" You yelled again. "You were the only person who I knew was always going to be here for me! Everyone I ever fucking loved has left me. They ditched me!" You shouted again as Peter started to cry. "I didn't know-" "You swore to me," You cut him off again. Your voice getting softer. "You swore you'd never leave me, and I believed you," You look at him in the eye. They were glossy and a little red. "Guess I was wrong," You chuckled sadly and licked your lips.

Now it was Peters turn to cry. Tears started flowing down his face but he kept silence. He didn't want you to see him like this. Your back was facing him as he stood up and jumped out the window. Before he left, you called out his name. "Peter-" You said. He turned around and so did you. "Peter Benjamin Parker, I love you," You wiped away your tears as you see his blotchy eyes. "Second thing I wanted to say-" Peters voice sounded broken, just like yours. You started to feel bad.

Peter hopped back into your room and closed the window. "I wanted to say that I love you too," He swallowed a lump down his throat as his eyes were glossy. You look up at him. "-and I'm sorry,"

You leaned up a little at his face as he leaned down. You place your lips softly onto his. Peter puts his hand on your neck as his thumb makes a soothing pattern onto your skin. You place your arms on his chest as your lips move in sync. Eventually, Peter pulls away and looks into your eyes. He sees sadness, love and happiness in them. "I am so in love with you Y/N L/N... and I'll stay, for you," He nods at himself. You shake your head. "I shouldn't be the one who is going to crush your dream of studying in England. I want you to stay believe me, but that isn't what you want," You hold his face in your hand as you peck his lips again.

"I want to stay with you, wherever you go... I'll just study here in New York with you," Peter whispers. "No Peter-" "Stop. I want to be with you. I don't give a shit about London. If you're not there, so aren't I," He leans his forehead on yours as you sigh.

"I love you,"

"I love you too,""