Tom Holland And Peter Parker Imagines

*Peter Parker* Bully

I yawned as I opened my locker to put some books inside of it. The mirror hanging on the locker door showed the reflection of..

"Oh fuck.." I muttered.

I quickly turned around, but it was too late. A hand slammed my locker shut and a face grinned towards me. I looked at the hand, blocking my way out from the situation.

"Well who do we have here?"

I looked up at Michael and sighed.

"Well isn't it the loser (Y/N)? Haven't I told you if I saw you again-"

"Well it's pretty fucking hard not to be seen in a school isn't it Micheal?"

His face expression turned into a frown and he removed his hand from my locker and slapped me across my face. The sound of flesh against flesh echoed in the empty hallway.

"Ah!" I gasped as my head faced the other way.

"You little impertinent slut!"

He grabbed my neck and squeezed it lightly.

"Please stop.." I gasped as he clenched his fist.

"I swear to god if you don't watch your back I'll be-"

A sound made both of us turn our head to the side. I saw a familiar figure stand a couple of meters away. It was Peter.

He looked sad.

"What are you looking at Penis Parker?" Michael asked.

He didn't say anything. Instead he turned around and walked away.

Seriously?

"Well now when he's gone.." he said and went back to me. He grabbed my collar and slammed me up again the wall.

"I'll see you after school."

"Thought you didn't wan to see me?"

He clenched his fists and was about to say something, but suddenly the sound of high heels echoed in the hallway and a teacher showed up.

"Mr. Potawski and Mrs. (Y/L/N). What are you doing here?"

He gave me a last evil glare.

"Nothing."

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I looked up in the sky. It looked very dark. Maybe it would start raining soon. I started walking.

After a couple of silent minutes I heard the low voice of a boy. God dammit. Did it have to be him?

"Hello madame!"

I rolled my eyes and kept walking. I heard him walking even more faster. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and I got turned around.

"Not you again," I muttered.

"Oh yes me again."

He quickly wrapped his arm around me neck and pulled me down.

"Stop it!" I shouted.

He started walking with me head above his armpit. While I struggled to get out of his grip he started talking about me doing his homework.

"Next time you better put more effort in my book report! I only got half the grade I wanted!"

"Maybe if you did it yourself you would get it!" I said irritated.

He grabbed my arm and pushed me down so I fell on the hard asphalt. I gasped and slowly sat up, but he put a foot on my shoulder and pushed me down again. I grabbed his leg and tried to pull it away, but he was too strong.

"Now, What did you say to me again?" He asked. "Something about me doing my own homework?" He chuckled and shook his head. "No, no dear. That's not how we do it."

"Let me to!" I shouted while I tried to pull him away from me. "Get off!"

He squeezed me and I moaned in pain.

"Get off!"

"I can't hear you?"

He squeezed me more and I almost couldn't breathe.

"Please!" I whispered.

He grinned, but before I could even think a figure jumped onto him and they both flew to the side.

I quickly sat up and looked to the left.

"Apologize to her!" A familiar voice shouted.

Peter was on top of Michael and kept hitting him over and over again across his face.

"Stop! Stop let me go!" Michael cries out while hiding his face with his arms.

"Promise you won't ever harass (Y/N) again!" Peter shouted into his face.

"Yes! Yes! I promise!"

Peter got up while Michael just stayed down, whining in pain. I looked confused at him as he approached me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him.

"Woah!" I said.

"Come with me," he said.

We walked a little in silence until he stopped and turned around to face me.

"Why are you like this?" He asked.

"Like what?" I was totally confused.

"You don't defend yourself! What would've happened if I weren't there?"

I was shocked.

"You have the nerve to ask me that when you saw everything in school today? What the hell! Were you just there for the show?"

"The show? No! I asked a teacher to go!"

Of course. I immediately felt stupid.

I sighed.

"Sorry.. thank you.."

He smiled lightly.

"Listen.. I woke out four days a week. Maybe you wanna come join me sometimes? I can teach you how to defend yourself.."

He worked out? Hot! What? No! Concentrate!

"S-sure.. I mean if I don't bother you."

"You could never bother me," he said and sent me a cute smile.

His eyes were dreamy and his lips looked so soft and accommodating. Gosh he looked-

"I guess I'll see you soon then?" He asked.

"What? Yeah yeah of course!"

"Friday?"

"Friday. At the gym.. yeah.." I awkwardly said and smiled.

"Bye," he smiled at me and the turned around to walk away.

I looked at him walk. And I didn't mean to, but I accidentally looked directly at his..

"GOSH DON'T!" I said to myself and releases my gaze from his perfect butt.