Till I Met You: A Peter Parker Fanfiction

Chapter Thîrtëën

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"Hey, guys," Harry says, opening the other door to the backseat. We all greet him back and he says, "Again, thank you so much for letting me join you guys today, Tony," getting in the car to sit next to me. He looks at me and gives me a gentle smile and my soul lights up with an excessive amount of joy.

"McDonald's sound okay to everyone?" Tony asks. Everyone agrees and he pulls up to the drive through window while we all shout our orders to him.

"A double cheese burger!" Clint yells.

"Chicken nuggets!" I blurt out.

I look over at Harry and he gives me the most concerned look. I bust out laughing and he just gives me a confused look.

"Okay, everyone be quiet, please," Tony says.

Everyone stops talking and laughing and the drive through box starts talking. "Good afternoon. Welcome to McDonald's. How may I take your order?" they say almost too quickly.

"Hello," Tony says. "Can I have a number fourteen, medium?" He pauses and Clint whispers his order to him. "And a number thirteen, medium."

He turns around to look at me and I put up my hands with my fingers spread apart, whispering, "Number ten."

"And a number ten please," he says out his window.

"Do you want anything?" I ask Harry.

He hesitates and looks almost sad when he says, "No, thanks. I'm good."

"Would that be a medium too?" the voice asks Tony.

"Uh, yes, please," Tony says. He looks back to Harry and says, "What would you like?"

Harry anxiously shakes his head. "I'm good. I don't want anything."

"You sure?" he asks for reassurance.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Harry says, with that slightly sad expression again.

"Would that be it for you today?" the voice asks.

The drive through box quickly says the total to Tony and he puts the car in drive, pulling around the corner to the "pay here" window.

The window opens and the girl restates the total and takes the money from Tony without once looking at him. "Thank you. Have a good day," she says, emotionlessly.

"Bye," Tony says.

He pulls up to the next window, and as we wait, he opens up the middle console between the front seats. He grabs his sunglasses and puts them on his face and the drive through window opens, revealing a younger man. Maybe college age?

He hands Tony the food, one bag at a time. He doesn't say much, although there's a brief, "Here you go," and a "Have a nice day," before Tony drives away from the window.

"Could you pass Peter his food, please, Babe?" Tony asks Clint.

"Of course," he says. "I love you," he says to Tony before handing me my bag. "There you go, Pete."

"I love you, too," Tony says, grabbing Clint's hand with his right hand as he steers with his left.

Tony pulls out through the McDonald's exit and Harry asks, "Where are we going next?"

"It's a surprise," Tony says, teasingly, holding up his credit card.

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