New (P.P x Reader)

⁂Part 7⁂

(Y/N POV)
Me and Peter were leaning closer to each other. Our noses were brushing together. Our lips were almost touching. The butterflies in my stomach were going wack. I couldn't tell if my heart had stopped or was beating out of my chest. And then my phone rang. I jumped away from him. I didn't mean to though. My ringtone is set as an alarm sound. I, for the third time that day, jumped out of my skin. We get off the Ferris wheel and then head to the car we drove here in. Tony, Pepper, Harley, Morgan, and Peter walked away to get Morgan some cotton candy while I pick up the phone. It was my dad.

"Hello?"

"Hey honey. Weren't you supposed to be dropped off an hour ago?"

I gasp. "Oh my god dad I completely forgot. We went to the beach, and played games on the boardwalk and went on the Ferris wheel, and saw the sunset, and me and Peter almost had a moment but then didn't have a moment so never mind I don't know why I said that." I ramble.

He laughs. "Sweetie. You're freaking out a little. What exactly was this 'moment'? Nothing I need to worry about right?"

I take a deep breath. "No. I'm just a little shook. We.... um." I make sure Peter and the rest of the Starks are out of ear shot. "We almost kissed." I say. I don't mind telling my dad. He's all I have since my mom died. So we confide in each other.

"Oh god it's worse then I thought." He laughs.

"Dad, shut up." I laugh with him.

The Starks join back up with me, and I put my dad on speaker phone.

"So are you staying the night again?"
He asks.

"Can I?" I look to Tony and Pepper. "You do not have to say yes or anything. I don't want you to feel like that." I say.

"That's fine hun. It's not like it's a school night. As long as it's okay with your dad." Pepper says, putting Morgan in her car seat. "Really? You don't mind." I ask. She shuts the car door. "Of course not honey."
I don't know what came over me, but I give her a hug. "Thank you." I say. She laughs and hugs me back. "Your welcome. Anytime sweetie." She pats my back then let's me go.

"Dad? Did you hear that?" I climb into the car and sit next to Peter.

"Yep. And it's fine with me. Just no messing around."

My face heats up this time because of what almost happened on the Ferris wheel. "Daaaad." I say and try to laugh it off.

"I'm serious. I don't wanna be a grandpa before my-"
I hang up on him. Everyone in the car is silent. I look at Peter. He smiles with an amused gleam in his eyes. A text chimes in from my dad.

I was only kidding😂 love you. Be good.

I smile. I will smh😂

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We make it back to Stark tower, and we start to get settled in for the night, when there's a knock on my, er the spare bedroom, door. I open it to find Natasha and Wanda. "Hey, we're all going swimming. Wanna join?" Natasha says.
I hesitate. "One, I didn't know there was a swimming pool here. Two, I don't have a swimsuit. And Three, I don't know if I should. I don't want to get into trouble." I say. Natasha smirks. "You really think Tony Stark doesn't have a pool in his building?" Wanda asks. "Touché." I say. "Anyway, Wanda will have a suit you can borrow. And as for convincing you to come, Peter will be there." Natasha winks. "And since when does a boy have anything to do with my decision making?" I challenge playfully.

"Since said boy's abs will have water sliding off them and his wet curls will be hanging on his forehead." Natasha says. I blush. "And he'll be in a swimsuit." Wanda smirks. "And a swimsuit leaves very little to the imagina-" I cut Natasha off. "Okay! Okay! I'll go now stop making my face turn fifty shades of red." I say and head out the door. They laugh and lead the way. We get to what I assume is Wanda's room, and she goes to her closet. "This will look so cute on you." She says. She brings out a white bikini with pineapple print on it.
"Um, I don't normally wear bikinis." I say nervously. "Well there's a first time for everything. Hurry up and put it on!" Natasha laughs. I put on the bikini and a little cover-up that goes with it (shown below). Then we head to the pool.

When we get there, I see Harley, Peter, Steve, a girl in a purple swimsuit who looks about my age, and another guy who I think I recognize as Hawkeye, sitting by the side of the pool. Peter's still wearing a shirt. They notice us walk in and do a party call. I walk over and sit next to Peter, cuz, ya know, I'm bashful and socially awkward. He laughs and introduces me. "Y/N this is Shuri, she's the princess of Wakanda." He points to the girl in the purple bikini. "And that's Clint. He is Hawkeye. But you probably knew that." He laughs. I wave. "Hi. Nice to meet you."
Clint winks at me. "Say Peter, she's a cutie. No wonder you talk about her so much." He laughs. Peter rolls his eyes, but I see his cheeks get rosy. Clint holds out his hand. "I'm only kidding. It's good to meet you too honey." I fist bump him instead of shake his hand and he smiles.
Shuri sits next to me.

"It's nice to know I'm not the only girl our age here." She smiles. "Yeah I know I'm relieved." I laugh. Harley cannonballs into the pool. "Peter! Get in here!" He calls. Peter hesitates. But then he slowly take his shirt off. Or at least it feels like it's slowly. And then I kind of zone out even though Shuri was still talking to me. "Y/N, you're drooling." Natasha says. Steve laughs. I snap myself out of it. "I'm sorry Shuri. What were you saying?" I ask. She laughs. "I'm saying, we need to go get in the pool."
I immediately feel insecure about that. Because I do not look as good as Peter. And I am scared to be in a bikini. Shuri jumps in and I'm still sitting there. Peter hops out of the pool. This time with wet hair. And abs. And bathing suit.
"Steve, we need to keep an eye on her. Her teenager hormones are raging so fast she might faint." Natasha jokes. Steve shakes his head at her. I glare at her.

"Aw your so cute." She says. I smile and shake my head. Then I look back at the pool. Peter comes over to the edge. "Aren't you getting in?" He asks. I give him a 'I'm not so sure about it' look. He folds his arms and rests them on the side of the pool. "What are you scared?" He raises an eyebrow. How can he be cute and hot at the same time? "Psssh. No." I say. He smiles. "Good. Now come in." I look at Natasha. "Well go on. He wants you to play." She laughs. I laugh and roll my eyes. "We're not three." I say. Peter splashed me. "Hey!" I yelp. "Three year olds aren't afraid to get in the pool." He taunts. "I'm not afraid." I stand up and cross my arms. "Prove it."
"I will."
I walk over to where Natasha is sitting. Pull off my cover, and drop it next to her chair. Then, for affect, I pull my hair out of its ponytail and shake my head a little.

Peter had been taking a sip of his drink at the time, and once he saw me he choked.
Or at least I thought it was when he saw me. I don't know. I laugh and run a hand through my hair as I walk over. "Happy now?"
His eyes were wide. "Yes. Very. Now you can get in." He says. I go to the diving board, and dive in.