Jealousy ~ Parley/Parkner

Chapter 12

*PETER'S POV*

I walked downstairs to meet my dad. What could he possibly need?

The elevator doors opened to the living room and I saw him sitting on the couch. "You're alive!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms up and smiling.

"Yep..."

"Why is your face so red?" He asked, laughing.

My face is red?? Probably because I just kissed Harley...and I keep thinking about it.

"What? It's not..." I tried to convince him.

"Uhhh, okay." He said. "Anyway, just wanted to make sure you're okay. I heard you and Harley were in the workshop so I wanted to see you."

How did he know we were in there? Did he see us?!

"Oh...yeah I'm fine." I'm getting really tired of saying that.

"Good." He clapped me on the back and led me to the door. "Go see your Pops. He's gonna be really glad to see you out and about."

I nodded and smiled. I walked into my dads' bedroom and saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, putting clothes into drawers.

"Pops?" I said quietly.

He looked up at me and came towards me, holding his arms out for a hug. He wrapped his strong arms around me and squeezed. "How are you?" He asked.

Seriously, if ONE MORE PERSON asks me how I'm doing-

"Great."

He seemed pleasantly surprised to hear that. "Good." He beamed. "Oh yeah, and Harley wanted to see you. I think he's in your room." I blushed and started to walk away. "Thanks," I muttered before leaving the room.

I jogged down the hall and into my room. Harley was on my bed, looking bored. His eyes lit up when he saw me, though. "Hey," he smiled.

"Hi."

We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before he spoke again, "I feel like we should talk about...the...you know...what happened."

Awww he's so cute when he's embarrassed.

"Yeah. We should."

But neither of us knew what to say. I mean what were we? We were obviously more than friends. But not official as a couple either. Friends with benefits? I smiled to myself.

"Was that your first kiss?" He asked suddenly. My heart started to beat faster. "Was it that obvious?" I groaned and plopped down onto my bed beside him. He laughed. "No, it was good. I was just wondering."

"Yeah. It was." And then I went into a long story of how I had planned on kissing M.J. one day, but it never happened. There was just never the right time.

"...and obviously now I'm never going to get to kiss her." I chuckled to myself, throwing a pillow in the air and catching it as it landed.

"Well I'm very honored to have been your first kiss," Harley said and put a hand on his heart, smiling a stupid grin at me. I laughed at him. "We should do it again sometime," I replied and winked at him.

"Hmm...maybe I should make you wait a while. Keep the suspense going." Harley said and stood up, looking back at me over his shoulder. He started to walk away and I grabbed his wrist and brought him close to me. I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I can't wait," I whispered.

I looked into his deep brown eyes and he stared right back into mine. I'm in love with him. Wait, no. That's a little too quick.

I leaned in and he did too. Soon we were kissing, again, right in the middle of my bedroom.

With my door standing wide open.

"Umm..."

We sprung away from each other as quickly as possible and I looked at who was standing in my doorway with an innocent expression on my face.

"What just- are you two-..." Dad couldn't even get a full sentence out of his mouth.

"No!" We both said in unison.

He stared at us, a wild look on his face. "We need to talk. Both of you. Now." He walked away, leaving me and Harley frantically whispering and freaking out.

"What do we do?!"
"How am I supposed to know??"
"WHY would you leave the door open?!"
"It's not my fault-"

I heard my Pops do a sort of scream-yell from a few doors down. I guess Dad told him. My life is actually crumbling down.

Me and Harley trudged down to the hall to the living room and sat down. Soon after, Dad and Pops came in and sat across from us. "Soooo..." Dad said awkwardly.

"You two are...dating?"

"No. We aren't." I said and Harley nodded in agreement with me.

"Then why were you two making out in your room?" He asked. I could tell he was trying to hold back a laugh.

"We weren't making out-"

"That's what I would call it."

I subtly rolled my eyes. I could feel my face burning. This isn't usually something you would talk about with your parents. I hate my life.

"Wait," finally Pops spoke up, "did you break up with M.J. so that you could be with Harley?"

"Noooo, it's not like that." I buried my face in a couch pillow. "I broke up with M.J. because it wasn't working. Simple as that."

He looked at me like he didn't believe me, but he didn't say anything else.

"Peter are you gay?" Dad asked abruptly.

Not the way I wanted to come out. Not the right place, not the right time, not the right mindset. But I guess this is it.

"No. I'm not gay." I was silent for a moment, gathering courage. "But I think I'm bi..." I basically whispered it. No one said anything so I continued talking.

"I mean, I'm still trying to figure it all out, I don't really know for sure yet, but I think I am because I like both girls and boys and I can't pick between them and at first I was so confused because it would be so much easier to only like one of them so I kept trying to convince myself that I wasn't and-"

"Peter." Pops grabbed my attention. "It's okay."

I felt tears start to form in my eyes.

It's okay.

That's all I needed to hear.

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