Y/n's POV Peter set up the blanket on the top of his apartment building. We decided to sit and watch the fireworks on the apartment but now it's a huge party with a bunch of people from school. Obviously since it's Peter's apartment we were setting up blankets and chairs for people to sit in and watch the fireworks around Queens.
"Babe. I need help bringing up the cooler," I yelled at Peter from his window. He gave me a thumbs up and flipped down to my level. In response I rolled my eyes. He loved to show off. Peter picked up the cooler with ease and walked to the roof again. Huffing I decided to do my makeup since Peter could finish setting up on his own.
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I decided on a blue and white eye with a nice red lip.
"Hot damn my girlfriend is sexy," Peter told me making me fall off the chair from fear.
"You bitch," I rolled my eyes as he helped me up. There was a knock on the door and Ned walked in with MJ.
"Everyone's here," Ned explained. We both nodded and walked out to see some people from school in Peter's living room. Peter led everyone to the elevator then to the roof.
The music was blasting as everyone talked and ate food waiting for the sun to go down and the fireworks to start.
As I was getting punch a voice spoke behind me, "I'd start a revolution for your number." I turned around getting ready to explain that I have a boyfriend but it was Peter.
"What the hell are you doing," I asked him. He just smirked and walked away with him following closely behind.
"Are you a British Loyalist, because your making me rethink this entire independence thing. You read, white and blew my mind. Ooooohhhh say can you seeeeee, by the dawn's early light, me in your bed, with last night's sweat still gleaminnnnnnnng," he continued on as we walked to a blanket for the fireworks were about to start. Peter sat down and I sat in his lap as everyone got settled in to watch the amazing explosions.
For about 5 minutes Peter was quiet but then he started whispering in my ear so only I could hear.
"I don't want red, white and blue. Id rather have red, white and you," he sent me a wink. "These fireworks are giving me light but I only need you." Even though I pretend to hate it, I really didn't.
The rest of the night we watched the fireworks and he continued to whisper stupid pick up lines my ear.
