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9

I stand on the roof with Peter as he looks down at the broken ferry. I knew he was sad that he messed up, and he was about to get a large scolding from Stark.

Tony lands his suit and walks out, he places his arm on my shoulder and I give him a soft smile.

"Is everyone okay?" Peter asks scared of what the answer might be.

"No thanks to you." Stark says.

"Okay, settle down." I tell the two boys before they get into a heated argument. Peter ignores me and stands up angrily.

"Those weapons were out there, and I tried to tell you about it. But you didn't listen. None of this would've happened if you had just listened to me!" Peter argues at Stark but he looks at me sadly. Of course I believed him but Tony didn't listen to me either, he's to damn stubborn.

" I did listen, kid. Who do you think called the FBI, huh? Do you know that I was the only one who believed in you? Everyone else said I was crazy to recruit a 14-year-old kid, and have another 15 year old watch him!" Tony says.

"He's 15." I mumble to Tony annoyed. Technically we both are almost sixteen.

"What if somebody had died tonight? Different story, right? 'Cause that's on you. And if you died, I feel like that's on me. I don't need that on my conscience. And where were you Letta! You were supposed to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." Tony turns to yell at me. My green eyes widen in surprise.

"I was at home studying for a math test. And I didn't sign up to be his babysitter. You forced me to live with Peter! Or don't you remember that." I sass back at Tony.

"You know what Letta, I could have let you go to jail but I didn't. I gave you a chance of a normal life without prison walls." Tony says looking at me angry.

"You took me away from my dad!" I screamed at Tony frustrated. "You ruined the one family I had to sign some fucking papers! You tore the avengers apart not me, not Clint, not Steve. You!" I shout at Tony rage filled in my voice.

"Give me your suit." Tony states turning around to Peter. My eyes widen in shock.

"How long?" Peter asks sadly.

"Forever." Peter looks hurt at his words and it breaks my heart to see him this sad and upset.

"I don't have any other clothes."

"Tony... don't punish him because of me." I beg Tony not wanting to hurt Peter because of what I said to Tony.

"I'm taking his suit because he doesn't deserve it. He almost got many people hurt by doing something reckless. God now I sound like my dad." Tony groans. I walk over to Peter who was sitting on roof.

"I'm so sorry." I mumble to him knowing he could hear me.

"It's okay. It's my fault not yours."

Peter and I walk back to the apartment and I grab his hand in mine squeezing his hand. Peter smiles at me gently and we enter the apartment letting go of each others hands.

"I've been calling you all day. You didn't answer your phone. You can't do that. Then this ferry thing happens. I've called five police stations. Letta you left without a word I got so worried, and you didn't answer your phone either." May starts panicking and I just look down at the ground.

"I'm fine May. We both are." Peter tells his aunt gently.

"You. Cut the bullshit. I know you left detention. I know you left the hotel room in Washington. I know you sneak out of this house every night. That's not fine. Peter, you have to tell me what's going on. Just lay it out. It's just me, you, and Letta." May says defeated and tired.

"I lost the Stark internship. I thought if I worked hard enough... you know." Peter shrugs sitting on the couch sadly. I let out a sigh and sit next to him resting my head on his shoulder.

"Starks a dick." I mumble to him causing him and May to laugh.

"I'm sorry we made you worried." I whisper to May. She smiles at me and takes my hand in hers.

"I'm not trying to ruin your life's.... I used to sneak out too." Many days trying to make Peter feel better.

After our talk in the living room, I went to my new finished room and sat on my bed reading a book for my English class.

A knock on the door disrupts me and I say a simple 'come in'. The door opens to reveal a newly cleaned Peter who was dressed in a baggy t-shirt and joggers. His brown hair laid flat on his forehead which made him look 500 times more attractive.

"Hey." He says sitting on my bed next to me. I set down my book and look over at him.

"I'm so sorry about Stark. I didn't know...." before I could finish Peter kisses me gently causing my eyes to widen before I kiss him back. This is my first kiss. He is my first kiss! Peter pulls away and smiles at me.

"Thank you. For always being here. Even when I am stupid." Peter says looking into my eyes. A smile appears on my face and I nod my head.

"You can be an idiot sometimes."

"I know."