Jealousy ~ Parley/Parkner

Chapter 9

*HARLEY'S POV*

I decided to walk to the kitchen and get a quick bite to eat. I hadn't ate anything since this morning and it was just a couple bites of a bagel.

It's currently 8:11, so one could say, yes I'm starving.

as I'm walking past Peter's room I over hear another voice.

maybe I should- no no no, that's stalker-ish don't do that...well what if I only stay for a little while...

It was too late. I already was listening.

"I mean...he's not as bad as I thought. Maybe having him around won't be as bad as I thought it would..."

go on...

"I mean when he came into my room he started going all fanboy crazy and it was kinda cute-"

"Did you just say he's cute?!" Said the other voice. I think it's his friend. I don't know his name, I've just heard him mention his friend to Tony and Steve a couple times.

Did he just call me cute?!??

"I mean, not cute cute, just ya know, like..."

"Never mind." Peter said.

well darn...

"No, wait. We need to get to the bottom of this."

Yes, yes we do.

"No. No. Just forget I said anything."

Nope, you definitely said something. So proceed Peter's friend.

"Peter...are you like, gay for Harley?"

"No! Ned I just said he was cute, okay?"

That doesn't make much sense but okay...

"It's not like I said how sexy he is and how amazing his hair is and how the color of his eyes makes my heart flutter or something."

HOLY- HEJNDHWISKDNDBJSKDBDJW

Wait but doesn't he have a girlfriend?!

"Harley?"

I jumped and acted as if I was stretching.

"Oh hey Tony!" I say with a yawn.

"What are you doing?"

"You know, just on my way to the kitchen, got kinda hungry..." I say rubbing my stomach.

"Okay...well we ordered pizza, you're welcome to stay."

"Will do!" I gave him two very awkward thumbs up and an odd smile.

*PETER'S POV*

Ugh. I can't believe Harley heard me call him cute.

That's actually kinda creepy. But he said he was "just walking by."

It would've been even worse if Harley was straight. That would have been soooo embarrassing.

So what should I do? He thinks I'm cute too.

Wait. What am I gonna tell M.J.? I should probably text her. We haven't talked for the past couple of days since ~the discovery~ and I think she's still mad at me. She's so high maintenance all the time.

I think I'm going to break up with her.

I texted her:

Meet me at the park in 10 minutes if you can.

She texted back:

Got something else to tell me that you should have told me a looong time ago?

Really M.J.?

Yeah.

I didn't feel like explaining.

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I made my way down to the park in front of the tower and waited on a bench for her. It'll take her a little longer to get here.

5 minutes later, she walked up and sat down without looking at me. "What's up?" She asked forcefully.

"Michelle..."

"Oh so you're calling me 'Michelle' now huh?"

Wow, this was already going great.

"I think...I think we need to break up." I said it so quietly, I wasn't even sure that she heard me at first.

"Are you serious?!" She stood up and glared at me. "Peter Benjamin Parker..." She paused. "You want to break up with me?" I nodded, slowly. You always have to be cautious around angry girls. She lowered her head.

"Why?"

I looked at her with a sympathetic expression. "I just don't think we work well together anymore. I'm sorry. It's just the right thing to do."

She was silent for almost a full minute. She sat down and said, "You're right." What? I'm right?! "This whole relationship was built on lies. It was only a matter of time before it came tumbling down." She seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"I'm going to miss you," she said with a little sniff. I pulled her into a tight hug. "I'll miss you too. But we'll be okay. I promise." She wiped her eyes and stood. "Can we still be friends?" She asked innocently. I nodded and replied, "Of course."

She flashed a small smile. "Well...goodbye Peter," She walked away. Just like that. I felt my eyes start to burn. No no no. This is what's right Pete. Don't cry. You can still be friends. It's what's right.

I kept repeating that to myself until I got back up to my room in the tower. I cried the whole night. I told my dads what happened and they tried to comfort me. But I'm okay. Like she said, it was only a matter of time.

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{A/N hey guysss it's Reese. hope you liked this chapter. it was full of feelz. anyway Desi and I wrote this one together. she wrote the first part and I wrote the second part. don't forget to vote, comment, and enjoy!}

{A/N #2 HEYO! it's Desi so I wrote the first part on my way to my soccer game (terrible, terrible refs but that's a story for another day) so if it seems kinda sorta rushed that's why. but ANYWAYS i'm about to get a chimichanga and i'm ~excited~}
*next part said in unison, even though you don't know what we look like or sound like, it's all about ~imagination~*

hope you Midgardians have a bomb-ass day ;)