Peter Parker Imagines

Trying

WARNINGS: cheesy but i'm in my feels rn

Words: 1213
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Peter Parker. You're absolute best friend. The person you always talk to when something is bothering you.

Well, not this time. You see, Peter Parker is known as the guy who'll sleep with a girl, say he'll call them back and never does. And every time the girl will come to you and ask about it and you reply with: "I don't know,". It's a dumb routine that has slowly crept into your life though you wish it didn't. It killed you to see someone you had fallen for deeply, sleep with other girls that weren't you. You could sleep with Peter, but it would lose the thing you had right now. You would have no relationship with him, just a one night stand. So you prefer keeping Peter as your friend, then as nothing at all.

It was Friday evening. It was raining. You were inside of your dorm. A blanket wrapped around you to keep you warm as you held your guitar in your hand. Some candles were lit on a bedside table, keeping you company. You sighed as you strummed random notes. There wasn't much to do on Friday. Peter was out again, as usual. You were sitting like a loner on your bed alone. You didn't have many friends, since you wanted to focus more on school than your social life. Peter was your only friend at this campus. He was even your dorm roomie since he hated his roommate and wanted to switch to be with you instead.

You start fingerpicking an F on your guitar as you started humming. Then you strummed an Cadd9 and eventually went back to an F.
*play song*
"It's not true," You sang softly. "Tell me I've been lied to," Your voice was soft and gentle. "Crying isn't like you, ooh" You let your fingers flow with the song as you continued. "What the hell did I do?" Your voice went into a whisper at the end. "Never been the type to," You thought of Peter. "Let someone see right through, ooh," You thought of how cute he was and dorky, even though he doesn't show it

"Baby, won't you take it back? Say you were tryna make me laugh,"
"And nothing has to change today you didn't mean to say 'I love you'" Your voice got a bit louder at every word until the last one. "I love you," You sang again softly. "And I don't want to, ooh," You really wish you didn't love Peter Parker.

*Peters POV*

I looked at the blonde girl with a tight black dress and saw her biting her lip. I smirked back at her as she pushed me against the wall. "Okay, hotstuff. We're going to have a good time tonight," She said as she started kissing my neck. It felt good as I moaned. "Y/n," Then I realized what exactly I moaned and my eyes went wide. "Uhm-" She looked at me with a shocked face. "Do you even know my name?" She said offended. I tried to think of something that would make me remember, but I really don't. "Tina?" I shrugged and she slapped me in the face. "Can't believe I was about to have sex with you Parker!" She spat and walked off. I rubbed my face, trying to soothe the red mark that was definitely forming on my cheek.

I sighed. That was the millionth time that had happened. I just can't seem to get Y/n off my mind. I've always been the type to just sleep with random girls, but never to fall in love. I hated feeling this way, especially since she could never love me back. I mean, me? Everyone just sees me as this playboy, which I do portray myself as, but I just don't want Y/n to think that I'm just a player. I took a deep breath before walking towards my dorm. I didn't know if Y/n was sleeping or not. She usually knew I brought home a girl every Friday so I don't know if she's gone or not.

I need something to soothe the pain on my cheek though. I slowly opened the door to hear soft singing coming from inside with a soft guitar playing in the background. I think I found something to soothe my pain. Her voice was so gentle and soft. It made me feel things I thought I could never feel for anyone ever.

"We fall apart as it gets dark,"
"I'm in your arms in Central Park,"
"There's nothing you could do or say, I can't escape the way I love you," Her voice broke a little at the end. "I don't want too," Her voice was a little shaky, I could tell. "But I love you," She let out a deep breath and I heard her sniffing. "Peter," She whispered softly at the end, making me shocked.

I entered the room as quiet as possible and slowly closed the door, making her turn around. I saw that tears were streaming down her beautiful face. "I'd better leave, shouldn't I?" She sadly chuckled. "Are you okay?" I softly asked her. "I'm fine. You go have fun with whoever's behind that door," She put her guitar against the wall as she tried to hold in her sobs. "I'm going to go the 24/7 hour coffeeshop downstairs. You know the drill, text me whenever you're done," She stood up, put the blanket on her bed and slipped on her flip flops.

I stopped her before she could leave. I grabbed her by the face and made her look at me. I wanted to burst out into tears, looking at her crying face. Her lip was trembling as her cheeks were tear-stained. "There isn't anyone," I said, gulping harshly. "Except for you," I softly rubbed my thumb on her cheek. She looked at me confused. "What?" She said whispering to me. I smiled down at her and studied her face. All I wanted to do was tell her how beautiful she is. God, I love her eyes. The way her eyes shine in the light. It was like I finally felt complete.

"I love you, Y/n," I whisper to her. "Everything about you makes me want more of you," I continued. "Everything about you makes me want to be with you all the time. I was trying to forget you, but I just can't Y/n. You're the person I love the most. You're the most beautiful human being I have ever seen in my entire life," I slowly lean closer to her face. "Hearing you sing was like heaven for my ears," I closed the gap between us as I kissed her with all the love I had for her. No lust, just pure romance.

The kiss wasn't that long, but it was enough. She pulled away as she looked me dead in the eye. "I love you, too," She whispered against my lips as her hands were on my chest. She leaned in again and softly planted a kiss on my lips.

This is when I finally found out that soulmates were real and that I have found mine...