Fake Love

Camping Trip

"I'm coming in!" announced Luke as he barged through the door, almost swinging it off it's hinges.

Mj quickly flung herself on Peter which woke him up, having Mj's face on his chest was awkward and unnerving. Her hand was in his hip, it gave him a tingling sensation in his stomach. He just couldn't help it.

"We're up," said Mj shooing Luke back out the door.

"I'm in the shower first," rushed Peter, throwing the sheets in Mj's face.

Peter knew that he wouldn't be able to wash properly for the next few days, so he washed his hair and gave himself a good scrub. By the time he was done he felt like he had washed off a whole layer of skin.

"Finally,"groaned Mj, taking Peter's place in the bathroom.

Peter got changed and heard his name from outside. Jason and Luke were struggling to left a tent onto the top of a jeep.

"Hey can you give us a hand?" asked Jason, sweat already forming on his crown.

"Uh I really aren't the strong type," backed away Peter going a shade of pink. But before he could leave, Luke pulled him in and put in between them both.

Peter pushed as hard as he could, he wasn't sure he did much but his arms were shaking like crazy. Biceps that he never knew he had suddenly came to help, luckily the tent slid into place before Peter passed out from a lack of oxygen.

"I'd never think of you as the masculine type, Peter," observed Mj from behind, starling Peter.

"Well you know, I like to work out every now and then," said Peter in his most chillest voice he could muster.

Mj laughed a little, trying to imagine Peter at a gym.

"I think it's sexy," she says, pulling him close, her nose tickling the end of his. She gives him a quick peck on the lips and then pretending like it didn't even happen, turned around to the others, who were watching intently.

"Are we ready to go?" she asks, her cousins still staring at then blank faces.

"Yeah, if you and Peter are done sucking face," replied Luke, sniggering.

Mj gave him one of those sibling faces but Peter was uncomfortably standing in the back. Each time Mj missed him or did anything to remotely feel like they were actually dating, Peter felt bad afterwards. It was partly because he kinda liked it, he wasn't supposed to like it, he didn't even like her in the first place. Peter just pushed this down and told himself that it was normal to reacte to things like this, but it wouldn't work forever.

"I'm guessing you two want to sit together?" asked Jason before getting into the car.

"It's really no trouble," offered Peter, not wanting him to sit in the back or anything. To be honest Peter was the smallest out of the six of them, he would fit in the back seat perfectly.

"It's fine I'll sit in the back," protested Jason, even though no one else was arguing with him for it.

"Charlotte get out, your a terrible driver, we want to get there alive," ordered Emma, yanking Charlotte's arm out of the drivers seat.

"Are they always like this?" whispered Peter into Mj's ear as quiet as possible.

"From the day they were born," added Luke, who was listening. He could probably them hear because they were so squished up together.

"Can we just go, it's not the most comfortable back here!" shouted Jason from the back, this was all too much for Peter. He was only used to small family gatherings with cousins who were babies, fighting kept to a minimum.