"You can't stand there and tell me you're worth nothing because you're worth everything to me."
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Peter wanted to save her. He loved her with every inch and bone in his body and was willing to do everything in his power to help her not be afraid...
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Peter held his cell phone in his hand, staring at it with furrowed eyebrows as he contemplated on what to do. His feet dangled over the side of a building, his suit suddenly feeling tight as his frustration grew. Peter was currently on patrol, but he couldn't think clearly with everything that has been on his mind. With nothing going on at the moment, the boy decided to take a quick break.
Peter took off his mask, certain that no one would be able to see his face with him being so high up.
The brunette hadn't talked to Luna Pearce for a couple days, not after what happened in the alley, and he couldn't be in a more shitty mood.
Peter still saw Luna at school, but it was clear that the girl wanted him to stay away from her. He respected that, no matter how much he hated it.
Ned noticed how the two weren't speaking, even asking Peter a couple times what had happened, only for Peter to shake it off without giving any reasoning.
Luna was showing up to school looking worse and and worse everyday, which made Peter sick to his stomach. He felt disgusted with himself for standing in the sidelines, not doing a single thing, but he simply did not know what to do. The boy wanted to demand answers, go to Luna's apartment and give this guy a piece of his mind, but in reality, there was nothing he could do. This was a personal situation that Peter couldn't just jump in to. He needed to make a plan.
So the boy sat there, unlocking his phone screen and holding it up against his ear as he pressed on a certain contact number.
The phone rang for a few seconds, making Peter anxious and almost afraid that this person wasn't going to pick up, which is what usually happened.
To Peter's surprise, the other line answered, a voice ringing through the boy's ear.
"What is it?" The voice asked, irritation clear in his tone.
"Happy," Peter sat up straight, becoming more alert. "Is Mr. Stark around?"
Usually, Peter Parker would make fun of Happy Hogan's sense of humor, always bugging him and calling his phone one too many times, but today was different. Peter needed to be serious.
"He just flew back from Malibu." Happy said. "What is it this time Peter?"
"I need to talk to him. Tell him I'll be at the compound tomorrow morning." Peter told him, hoping Happy would actually take him seriously for once.
"What for?" Happy asked, Peter not knowing that he was rolling his eyes.
"Something serious, I swear."
"This isn't another one of your crazy predictions right? You know Tony doesn't need you to be making ridiculous accusations-"
Peter huffed, gripping his phone fighter against his ear. "No." He interrupted. "Just tell him."
