Nothing to say part two

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I quickly stood up and tried to get as far as possible from him. I needed to escape his gaze, his beautiful eyes. It was too much for me. I couldn't do it. "Peter what do you want me to say. I'll say anything to end this conversation" I said turning to face him again.
"I want you to say how you really feel," he said standing up and walking towards me. "Stop, " I whispered, "don't come any closer". He stops walking and looked at me with wide eyes. "Are you mad at me?" he asked, "is that the problem". Concern was laced in his question, and I didn't know how to answer it. "Im anything but mad at you Peter," I said without thinking.
"then what's the problem" He questioned, taking a step closer. I could feel his hot breathe on my face again. In that moment all I wanted to do was kiss him. But I couldn't mess up our friendship, because of my stupid feelings. "Maybe you're the one who has the problem" I mumbled, "you know like with me". I've never seen Peter so confused in my life. It almost made me want to laugh.
"Why would I have a problem with you," Peter asked. "I don't know" I breathed out. I looked down at my feet feeling more trapped. There was nowhere to go. Behind me was a wall, and in front of me was Peter. Damn, I wish I could go through walls right now. "Michelle please" he pleaded. "Peter I want to go home" I said. I still was looking at my feet, I couldn't bear see his face right now. "I'm not stopping you, I wouldn't do that. But I don't want you to go" He explain.
" I think it's best if I go" I said walking past him. "Ok" I could hear him say. I quickly grabbed my bag and shoved my books and notebooks in. I quickly walked to the door, but before I could open there was a question I needed to ask. "Do you like her Peter?" I asked, not even turning around to face him.
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"is that what you're worried about" he laughed out. "I'm so happy you're finding this funny" I said sarcastically." I thought you were mad at me" he laughed. "Now I'm starting to get mad at you," I said opening his door. "wait I'm sorry" he apologized still laughing. He quickly shut his door with his web shooter. "Peter this isn't funny," I said walking over to him. I went to go throw him a good right hook to his arm, but his hand softly grabbed my wrist before I could.
"This isn't funny" I stated once more. " I know" he breathed out. My heart beat faster and faster as I noticed how close we were. So I waited, and noticed how he was inching closer to me. But he stopped and furrowed his brows together like he was rethinking this whole thing. But I couldn't wait, I'm to inpatient. I quickly pressed my lip onto his. His lips were warm and tasted of nothing but mint. Thank God I love mint.
       I pulled away to look at his face. The same face I tried not to look at moments before. The face I was falling in love with. The same loser I've been friends with for what feels like forever. His eyes were still closed. I couldn't really read his expression. I couldn't really tell if he hated or liked it, and that honestly scared me.
         After I few more moments he opened his eyes to look at me. "sorry I shouldn't have-" but before I was finished he cut me off with his lips. "It's about time," I said into the kiss. I felt him smile into the kiss.

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