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Myself when with you| Peter Parker

By: fatbottombarnes

You wiped the tears from your cheeks and sniff loudly before knocking on the door. You waited for either Peter or May to answer, trying to make yourself look as presentable as possible. You had promised Peter to help build some Lego Star Wars stuff, to surprise Ned for his birthday. The door swings open to one of your best friends, his smile spreading across his face. You felt your chest tighten and the tears quickly fall down your cheeks.

Peter’s smile instantly vanished with a look of confusion and concern. He grabs ahold of your hand, they’re slightly clammy; he always had clammy hands, always a boy of nerves and anxiety. He shuts the door quietly, leading you over to the blue sofa and sitting you down. He doesn’t push you to answer, letting you have a few minutes of silence as you cry and try to regain your breathing and composure.

“Y/N, I don’t want to force you to talk about what’s making you upset,” Peter sighs, you glance at him through your tears and see he has a look of utter sadness and pain. “But as one of your best friends… I’m here for you if you need to talk.” He places a hand on your shoulder, his warm hands practically burn through the Avengers tee you’re wearing. “What’s the matter?” He tries.

You let out a shaky sigh and take a few deep breaths before looking back to Peter Parker, the reason for the mess you’re in. “I broke up with her, I broke up with Daisy.” Your voice is barely above a whisper but Peter still hears it.

He frowns at this revelation, you can hardly blame him. Yourself and Daisy are what is called “the IT couple”. You had been dating for a couple months now, hardly anything serious but in High School, you might as well have been Brad Pitt and Angelina. She’s head cheerleader and your Captain of the Football team, match made in Heaven as they say. Destined to happen, destined to be together.

That changed when you got partnered up with Parker in Chemistry. Peter had expected to do all the work, but you needed a good scholarship to get into the college you wanted and needed all the credits you could get for it. Yourself and Peter had most things in common, hanging around each other’s houses was a blast and even after the project was done you still hung out with Peter; much to Daisy’s dislike. Peter is nerdbrain, the kid your friends would laugh at but since he’d become your friend no one laughed or picked on him; mostly cause they’d have to answer to you, and no one really wanted to mess with you.

Over the last few weeks, you had come to realise how much you relied on Peter. How you’d go to him first, before anyone else, that used to be Daisy’s role in your life. You used to talk to her about anything and everything, now you rarely speak to her.

You started to question yourself because of Peter. Started to question his role in your life, how he fitted in and how you wanted him to fit in. Truthfully, you wanted Peter to be more than a friend to you, you wanted a lot more and it scared you.

“What? Why?” Peter asked with a frown, “Has something happened?”

You sighed and shrugged slightly, head in hands as your elbows rested on your knees. “Kinda, I don’t know. I just… don’t like her anymore,” He nods slowly in an understanding way. “There’s someone else, I didn’t- didn’t want to string her along when I liked someone else, you know?” He nods silently again.

“Who is it?” Peter asked, “Is it, Melody? Michele?”

You shake your head running a hand through your (H/C) hair, letting out a short sigh. “I can’t tell you… it’s not worth it, they’d never like me back.”

Peter frowns slightly. “Then they’re clearly not worth all this pain. You’re a wonderful guy, Y/N. Any girl would be lucky to have you as their boyfriend, you know I’m a rubbish liar too.”

You let out a shaky chuckle. “It’s not… it’s a guy,” you mutter not looking at Peter as you glare at the floor, a small intake of air is sounded as Peter’s response and you glance at him. His eyes are wide and full of curiosity. “I didn’t… I don’t know, they’ve sort of just wiggled their way into my life. I have more in common with him than anyone, he makes me laugh and smile, he’s just a great guy and I want him to be more than a friend… I’m scared, Peter.” You tell him honestly. “Guys like me aren’t gay, we marry pretty girls and become athletes, we don’t crush over other dudes.”

Peter chuckled with raised eyebrows and nudges you. “You can’t help who you fall in love with, trust me.” You nod once, “Plus, you don’t really believe those stereotypes, do you?” You shake your head silently, sighing as you sat back on his sofa and let out a long exhale of air. The weight of everything being bottled up has been lifted, yet you still felt heavy.

You both sit in silence beside one another, you occasionally glancing at Peter. He seemed content with the fact you weren’t crying anymore, the first time he had ever seen you cry too. You wanted to tell him, to tell him that you dumped Daisy because of him. That the guy you’re falling for is Peter, you just wanted everything off of your chest and not feel weighed down anymore.

As your eyes glance back to Peter they catch his dark brown ones, he smiles slightly and looks as though he has something to say. In an act of madness, you lean up, pressing your lips against his in a chaste kiss. You feel Peter tense up, his whole body becoming rigid and you instantly regret ever coming to his place. As quick as you kissed him, you pulled away and standing on your feet. You don’t even give Peter a glance as you walk to his front door, quickly opening it and slamming it closed.

“Stupid idiot, why did you kiss him-”

“Hey, Y/N.” May’s voice rings out, her bright smile as she looks at you holding the apartment keys in one hand and a bag of groceries in the other. “Are you okay? You look as though you have been crying and that you’re seconds away from crying again?”

You chuckled and shake your head. “It’s nothing, honestly. Umm, I don’t think I’ll be seeing you for a while… I’ve got football practice, couple games coming up. It was nice seeing you,” she frowns as you quickly step around her and walk down the corridor. You hear their door being opened and Peter calling your name but you quickly open the stairwell door and run down the flights of stairs.