Part eighteen

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Peter POV
I have a few more weeks until graduation from high school so I decide that I should go figure out my gown and hat. Wade wanted to join me, I said no but he followed me anyway. I finally finish with all that stuff, pay, and go to the apartment to drop off the stuff. "Hey peter, can I ride on your back?" I look at him with a confused look. "Why?" "Because I want to," he all of a sudden jumps on my back and I have to quickly grab onto him. "Shit- give me a warning next time." "I did." Wade starts acting like I'm a horse and he is riding me which, people looking on think that we are insane. He wraps his arms around my neck and starts screaming out ashes from Celine Dion and I sigh. He is swinging his arms around and currently wearing his mask. Wade points to a taco place and tells me to go there. He doesn't get off when we are inside. I can't get out any money so wade pays and I have to bend down so wade can reach the counter. The rest of the trip home consists of more singing, taco eating, and staring. We finally get home and I push wade off, cracking my back. "Never do that again," he shakes his head "nope, that's happening every time you refuse to take me somewhere." He pulls out a taco for me to eat and we sit on the couch watching a Spider-Man movie. Wade is criticizing every single thing when Gwen or MJ pop up. I just sigh and start cleaning up the apartment.

(Sorry for the long periods in between posts and short posts, I'm moving so it's been very hard for me to work on this, sorry!)

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