Peter Parker x reader imagines

The Helping Hand

  Warning, mentions of anxiety and bullying. Also yo might cuss a lot, but that will be always.

   It was a normal day, well as normal as it could get. You see I am bullied a lot and I have anxiety. Right now I am being called many horrible things. I am starting to have an anxiety attack, well shit.
**************Peter's POV ************
     I see this girl with e/c eyes and h/c hair pushed against the locker, and then I hear the bully calling her rude and horrible things. They were being so mean, saying she was a worthless, unloved bitch.
  I walked up to the bully and said, "Leave her alone."
  The bully was not moving. She just kept the girl up against the locker, so I moved her myself. "I did tell you to leave her alone didn't I?" After I said that she just scoffed and walked away.
  When I got close to the girl I noticed she was breathing heavy and she looked dazed. I asked her, "Hey you okay, what's your name?" I then touched her gently and it seemed like she snapped out of it.
************Y/n's POV****************
       This fairly cute boy just snapped me out of my attack and asked me my name. I answered with, "Y/n, Y/ n L/n. What's your's?"
   The boy answered, "Peter Parker. Nice to meet you Y/n."
  "Nice to meet you to Peter," I said.

Thanks for reading. Requests are welcome, but no smut.