Perfect ~ Peter Parker x Reader

4

Y/N's P.O.V

As I opened my eyes, I saw my phone with text messages from Peter. 'It's only 10am?'

Petey>.<: Why is your dad telling me he needs my help?

Petey>.<: Steve and him are fighting?!

Petey>.<: Y/N, please answer me.

I called Peter, and he answered at the first ring. "Morning." I said as I stretched. "Wait, you just woke up?" asked Peter. I yawned. "Yeah, why?" I asked, tiredly. Suddenly, I heard a crash. I bolted up. "What was that?" I said, getting out of bed. "Uh- it's nothing!" said Peter, panting. "Pete, what are you doing?" I said as I put on my slippers. "Uh, Saving a bank- Holy shit!" yelled Peter. "Peter, for Odin's sake, where are you?" I yelled. "Y/N, what's wrong?" asked Pepper, walking into the room. I ignored her, and heard a laser. "I-uh gotta go. See ya Y/N! Shoot!" he shouted as he hung up. "Fucking Peter." I muttered, throwing my phone on my bed. "Hey, calm down." said Pepper, patting my back. "Where's everyone?" I asked, angrily. "I-uh..um." she stuttered. "Friday, where's the team?!" I yelled. "I'm afraid I can't tell you that information." said Friday. I groaned in frustration. I walked out of my room, hitting the elevator button to the lab. Once the doors open, I looked around for someone, but no one was there. I got more angry, so I decided to go to into the conference room.

I opened the doors, and surprisingly found no one. I punched the table, closing my eyes. "Shit." I said as I opened my eyes. I had made a hole in the table, and had no idea how to fix it. "Friday, is it possible to fix this?" I asked, nervously. Friday started to fix the table. 'How the hell did I do that?' I sighed. I called my dad, making sure he would answer. "Hey kid, what's up?" he said, clearly in his suit. "Where is everyone?" I asked. "Germany. Why'd you ask- RHODEY!" yelled Tony. "Where's Peter?" I said, sternly. "Um, Kid, I gotta call you back." he said, ending the call. '11am with only Pepper in the tower. Why is everyone in Germany?' I decided to forget about everything, and watch Netflix. I fell asleep for god knows how long, and was woken up by the propellers of a helicopter. I woke up slowly, and saw my dad. "Hey kid." he said, petting my hair. "Hey dad, where are we?" I asked, yawning. "See for yourself." he said, dropping his voice. Once we got out of the helicopter, I opened a door, and saw Sam, Wanda, Clint, and this other dude in cells. "Oh my god." I muttered. "Y/N!" Sam whispered loudly. "Sam! What are you guys doing in here?" I asked, nervously. "Long story." replied Clint. I sat at the cell where Wanda was at. "Do you have any idea what's going on?" asked Wanda, startling me. "Nobody's telling me anything." I said, shrugging. "Y/N, I know you can't get us out of here, but we want you to know we won't ever hurt you." said Clint, smiling nervously. I smiled back at him, an bolted to the helicopter. Once we got home, I locked my door, and started to have an attack.

I start breathing heavily, shaking more than I can handle, tears falling down my cheeks. It felt like I was isolated, falling into a black hole. I knew it would get worse, and I was just waiting for it. "Ms. Stark, are you okay? It seems you're having an anxiety attack." said Friday. All of a sudden, someone knocks on my door, viciously. "Y/N, are you okay?" asked Nat. "Hun, open the door." said Tony. At this point, I'm shaking so much, I can't move, nor speak. I slowly make my way to the bed as my Dad, and Nat break into my room. "Honey, are you okay?" said Tony, sadness in his voice. "She's having an anxiety attack, boss." said Friday. Nat rushed out to get water, and my laptop. "We should leave her alone." said Nat, placing the things on my nightstand, then dragging out Tony. Friday locked the door as soon as they left. I continued to stay the same. 'It can't be. I get to know them for 2 days and this happens?! Did I cause this?' I start to bail my eyes out. Hours later, I finally fell asleep around 11pm. I woke up at 3am, barely able to walk. I walked to the bathroom, and took a hot, steamy shower. Once I got out, I begin to put some clothing items together so I could go out without anyone knowing. "Friday, where's my dad?" I asked, whispering. "In his lab. Drinking." said Friday. I sighed.