Peter's Secret

Chapter Twenty One

*Riley's POV*

I felt awful. My head hurt and there was nothing in my stomach as I practically puked all of my guts out last night before I went to bed. Rolling over in bed I saw gray walls. What? Sitting up I looked around the room. The walls were gray and it looked nothing like mine.

Looking over at the desk my dress was laid over the back of the spinny chair. Memories of last night came flooding into my mind. The party...drinking with Emily....Xavier kissing me and...

"You're awake." Peter. I remember everything that happened or almost happened between us. I don't know why I did that to him. His dad does it enough. He doesn't need anything else in his life.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "Uh yeah. Just a little dizzy." I said. Did he know that I know that I remember last night? "Did you sleep good?" he asked as he sat on the far end of the bed. "Yeah." I nodded. I didn't really know what to say to him as I was afraid that anything I would say would trigger a conversation to what happened.

"We can get breakfast. Then I can take you home if you want or if not we can just hang out here. I don't really know where Hunter is though." he said looking at me. "Uh we could hang out here. I don't really want to go home right now." I said. "Alright. Let's go get breakfast then." Peter said standing up.

"In pajamas?" I asked. "Sure. Why not?" he shrugged. I nodded and got out of bed. I saw a smile play on his lips. "What?" I asked. "Nothing. I just like how my sweater looks on you." he said. I felt my face heat up at his words. "I'm gonna change into sweats or something before we go though." he said.

I nodded and left the room as he closed the door behind me. Aimlessly I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The sweater he gave me was gray and it had white pull strings. The sweater was big on me which confused me a bit as Peter was only an inch taller than me. 

Maybe he just likes big sweaters?

My mind trailed back to last night. I told him I loved him. I wonder what went through his head as I told him that. "Ready?" he asked. I jumped at his words. "Sorry. Did I scare you?" he laughed. "Just a little." I admitted. "We should get going." he said. He was putting on his sweater when I saw the hickey I gave him. Did he know it was there? I followed him out to the car and he drove us to Denny's.

Parking in the parking lot I didn't get out. The guilt of last night was eating me alive. "Peter. Can we talk about last night?" I asked as I looked out my window. "Uh-Um. S-Sure." he stuttered. I felt my face heat up.

"Hey." He said. He then put his hand on my cheek and guided my face to look at him. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. It was a mistake." he said. "I know. I just don't know why I did it and I'm pretty sure you like hate me now and I should've thought how you were feeling before I-" I rambled.

"Riley. I know you're sorry about it. And I don't hate you at all. I could never. And if anything I would definitely want it to be with you." he said brushing my cheek with his thumb. "You would?" I asked. "Yeah. And going to be honest I like your kisses. If I had a choice I'd definitely keep this." he winked as he pulled down the collar of his sweater to show me the hickey. I blushed and got out the car.

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I actually hate this

Like it's cringey

Anyway, I hope you liked it at least

I didn't

Posting three more chapters

Maybe four

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