One Dance 2: Invincible

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a/n: Hi guys. I know I haven't posted in so long and I'm really sorry. I had bad writer's block and so this chapter is not very good but it's alright because I have ideas for future chapters.

Also, I saw Far From Home. I already had the end credit scene spoiled for me so I went into the movie expecting the worst. However, it was so good. SO GOOD. I couldn't take my eyes off of the screen because every joke, fight, and scene was just so good. I loved the movie. LOVED IT. I almost cried a few times too (ya'll know when lol) but it was so good.

I know this a/n is so long but I also want to say thank ya'll so so sooo much for all of the support I have gotten on the one dance series. Ya'll are amazing. Now back to your regularly scheduled program:

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Peter picked a spot and you laid down the blankets. It wasn't a particularly cold day; the weather was nice.

You started unpacking the food and once you'd done all of that, you finally laid back on the blankets and looked at the sky.

"I know it isn't much for a date, but it's a sweet gesture," said Peter.

"It's enough for me. I was never one for fancy dinners and expensive stores."

He smiled.

The clouds moved across the sky slowly and covered the sun. You thanked them for letting you stare at the sky.

"How do you think people are going to react to me not being dead?"

He turned his head. "Same way I did."

"Pete, you know I'm not particularly liked..."

"You never cared about it before, why does it matter now?"

"Well...never mind. I guess you're right. It doesn't matter."

He turned back towards the sky. "I remember when Mr. Stark first told me about you," he smiled.

"Really?"

"Yeah. He told me that you'd be coming to Midtown High and that I needed to keep an eye on you. I tried not to make it obvious, but then when you asked me about the seat I thought that maybe we could be friends. Of course, Mr. Stark didn't like that," he laughed.

You giggled. "I know I shouldn't disobey him, but I swear sometimes the best things come out of it."

Peter nodded.

Your phone buzzed you looked over at it; Tony had texted.

Make sure to be back at the Facility by 11.

It was only ten, so you and Peter had plenty of time.

You spent about forty-five more minutes on your date, enjoying whatever time you could have with him.

"We should head back. My dad wants us back at eleven."

"Oh, okay. Sure."

He helped you pack everything up and carry it back to the Facility.

When you walked in, Aunt May was in the lobby with Tony standing next to her. Your first thought was that they were angry at the both of you.

You set the blankets on some nearby chairs and approached the older two.

"Did we do something wrong?" You asked.

Tony chuckled. "No. Aunt May found a new apartment in Queens and she needs our help moving."

"Oh, that's good. I'm glad you found one."

She smiled. "I got a new job and it's quite close...because your father pulled a few strings,  I was able to get it."