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2.Prom

Your P.O.V

It's friday, the day of prom. I've been avoiding Peter and Liz at all costs. I was listening to some music when my phone suddenly rang:

My bedroom is directly under Peter's bedroom. Usually I'd just climb up the fire ladder, but helping him pick out an outfit for Liz? No thanks. Even though I really miss talking to him and I could use some help with my outfit myself, I won't risk making the situation awkward. My phone rings again:

He always cared for me, always. And he always wants the best for me, and I want that for him, but why can't I be happy for him?  I thought to myself. My friends are happy, so I should be happy too. I started getting lost in my thoughts... Liz likes Peter, Peter probably likes her too. They'd be such a cute couple. But Pete and I would be way cuter. What? I should be dancing with Peter. My mind went crazy. Do I really like Peter more than a friend? Or is it just the jealousy? I deiced to take a nap to calm down.

"How could you (y/n)?" Liz looks at me dissapointed. "Why'd do that?" She asks me over and over. "What do you mean?" I ask her back trying to get closer to her but it's like I can't move. It doesn't matter how many steps I take, I can't get near her. "I thought you were my friend." She starts crying. Suddenly Ned and MJ are next to her. "Look what you did." They shake their heads angrily at me. "What's wrong guys?" I start panicking. "What did I do?" I try to get to them again but my steps still aren't working. "Guys, I'm sorry." I say almost crying myself. All of the sudden Peter is behind me. "Peter! What's happening?" I cry into his shoulder as I hug him. "What did I do?" I ask looking up to him. "You broke Liz's heart (y/n)." That's the only thing he says. When I tried to hug him again he was gone. The others were too. I was completly alone.

My alarm wakes me up. I look at my phone and SHIT. I have to be at MJ's house in an hour! I quickly get up and go shower. After that I go to my closet to get out my prom dress:

I start doing my makeup and hair. Just as I finished my Mom calls out for me telling me that we're leaving. Ned and MJ were already waiting at MJ's house and we left the minue I got there. Ned kept talking about how he could be at home right now building his lego death star while MJ rolled her eyes the whole time. When we arrived the music was blasting outside already. "Liz just messaged me, she's waiting inside." MJ said. We got inside and everybody was already dancing. Flash acted like he's a master DJ even though he's just playing remixes from YouTube. "Hey!" Liz hugs me when I accidently bump into her. "Hey." I say back waving at her sheepishly. I see that Peter's not with her so I ask her where he is. "He just went to the bathroom, I'm sure he'll be back any minute. Wanna dance?" She says excited. "No thanks, I'll get myself some punch." I go to the snack tables and the others stat dancing. "Damn it, the punch is empty already." I mumble to myself. "You can have mine, I don't really like it anyways." A voice says behind me. I turn around to see Peter in his blue tuxedo. Dang, he looks really good. Why did I never see that? "(Y/n)?" Peter snaps me out of my thoughts. "Oh, thanks" I say as I quickly grab the cup out of his hand avoiding touching his skin. "So, do you feel better?" He asks slighty worried. "Yes...uhm...how about you go dance with your date and I go to...erm...the bathroom! Yes!" I excuse myself and leave rapidly. "(Y/n)! Wait!" I hear Peter shout behind me as I run off to the hall without looking back.

Peter's P.O.V

Why is she acting so weird? I hope everything's fine. I decide to join Liz, Ned and MJ on the dance floor. After a while I wonder where (y/n) is. Nobody takes half an hour in the bathroom. Maybe I should look after her? I squeeze myself through the crowd and walk down the hall. I stop when I hear sobbing around the corner.

Your P.O.V

I sat down on some stairs and immediatly started bawling my eyes out. Why am I like this? I'm a horrible friend. I'm gonna ruin our whole friendship. Get yourself together (y/n). Suddenly I hear footsteps coming closer. They stop shortly before the corner. "(Y/n)?" The same voice as before says. It's Peter again. I quickly get up and wipe away the tears from my face. "Yes?" I say not turning around so I don't have to face him. "What's wrong? Did you cry?" He asks concerned. "N-no I didn't. Everythings go-" I want to lie when Peter cuts me off. "Don't lie to me (y/n)." He says really serious as he touches my upper arm. I get goose bumps at the contact. I feel overwhelmed so I just turn around and hug him and start crying into his shoulder. This seems oddly familiar? Peter doesn't say anything. He just rubs my back and gives me time to calm down. After five minutes, which felt like forver, he looks down at me. "What's wrong?" He asks and furrows his eyebrows. "I can't tell you." I mumble into his chest. "You can tell me everything (y/n). I'm your best friend." He cups my face with his warm hands. I wish that we could just stay here like this forever. But then he asks again: "What's wrong?". I obviously can't tell him about Liz, but it's like he's reading my mind. "Is it because of Liz? We're just here as friends (y/n). If you want to I'll stay with you or I'll bring you home if you don't feel good." He says as he pulls me in for another hug, but I don't give in. "It's not that easy. You're maybe here with Liz as a friend, but she actually likes you Peter." I say without looking at him, clenching my fists. "B-but I don't like her that way." He said confused. "God dammit, I didn't want to say it this way." He then murmurs to himself. "What?" I ask now looking at him. "(Y/n), I don't like Liz like that. I like you that way." What? Is this a dream? Before I could say anything his puffy, cold lips were on mine. Is this really happening? I ask myself but quickly pull away realizing this is really happening. "I can't do this Peter." I start sobbing again. "I can't do this to Liz. I can't do this to us. I'm sorry." I say backing away. I can tell that he's hurt and I can't stand seeing that so I turn around and start running away. "Please stay (y/n)!" I hear Peter yell behind me but I don't stop. I just want to get away as far as possible. I take the next bus home and cry myself to sleep in my bed.