Jealousy ~ Parley/Parkner

Chapter 21

A/n ~ what's nine plus ten? ~

*PETER'S POV*

I open my eyes slowly, feeling the tear stains dried on my face. I grimace in pain as I attempt to get out of my bed.

My mind flashes back to last night's argument with Harley.

"You refuse to see my side of things when all you can think about is how this affected you. All you care about is yourself."

My face scrunches with hurt and pain. I manage to sit up with my legs dangling off the side of my bed. I put my head in my hands and mentally scream. I let my hands drop to my side and I stare at the door in front of me.

Harley's right. I didn't even think to look at his side...I probably would have done the same thing. Or gone after him myself so that- no Peter, why the fuck do you do this.

I get up from my bed slowly clutching my side.

this is going to be fun.

I look at the time : 10:35 a.m.

Harley is probably awake. I brace myself for the awkward interaction bound to happen. How do you even act after you have an argument with someone that ends on bad terms?!

I mean MJ and I had disagreements, but never a full out fight.

I need to talk to him. I need to apologize and make it up to him. I have been a little selfish lately...

I walk to my door and open it slowly. My ears fill up with the sound of small talk and laughter in the kitchen.

Dang...everyone is awake. What if they all look at me weird? What if Harley told them about our argument?! What if they don't like me anymore?! What if-

"The son of Stark-Rogers!" Thor booms as I round the corner.

"God of thunder!" I respond trying to imitate his voice.

I scan the room for Harley; I don't see him anywhere.

What if he left and went back to his Craigslist apartment?

"Hey Peter, how you feeling?" Bruce questions as I take a seat in between Natasha and Clint.

"Feeling...sore." I laugh.

I scan the room a second time.

Where the fuck are my parents???

"Well that's what happens when you fight crime." Pietro says zooming over to me with a plate with a pancake with a smiley face made out of bacon and eggs.

"Who made this?" I ask since my Pops isn't here.

"Here I am at your service." Vision proclaims.

"Well it's delicious." I laugh while taking another bite.

A robot made my breakfast. That's amazing.

"Where are my dads?" I say with a mouth full of pancake.

"They went out." Natasha says plainly.

"That's really great information. I have so much to go off of from that. Thank you." I state sarcastically. A quick stabbing pain hits me in my side.

"Karma...." Clint holds out the "a" at the end and takes a sip of his coffee.

All the Avengers start to laugh and I lower myself in my chair.

"Wanda could you grab the raspberries from the fridge please?" Natasha changes the subject.

"Oh no, no, no, you have to give me more information other than 'they went out.'"