Harryʼs POV
I really, really have to go. I am afraid, if I won't, Peter will get hurt. Because of me.
I look at him and smile warmly.
He flush.
"I have to go, we will only talk" I say and let go of Him. But he did not let go of me."Pete-"
"Harry."
He whispers. "I won't let him hurt you again"
"No, let go" I hiss
"Harry" He flush darker by the stare at me and kiss my cheek very quickly. "Please, stay with me."
I flush too, and hug him like a big ʼthanksʼ. "I won't let him hurt you"
"And so I won't" he says and hugs me back.
I sigh, picking him up rather, holding his butt, but neither of us is talking. I put him in the bed and smile again.
"Promise me to stay here" I stand up and walk to the door. As I turned to see Peter, he was about to cry. I close the door and start to sweat.
"Okay... It's gonna be fine" I mumble to myself and walk to the kitchen.Peterʼs POV
I watched Harry leaving. My eyes fill with tears, but damn why? I never cared so much, and I really fucking kissed his cheek!
I didn't even know I was gay, Or am I not? Is it just a state of puberty? I'm seventeen years old student, and Harry Osborn is my childhood friend!
I can't believe it. I'm so confused.I flush at the thoughts and take a breath.
I think I like Harry... And we almost kissed. What If we did? And what if his father saw us? Thinking about his father-
I sniff and walk quietly to the door, slowly, very slowly opened it and with that, I reach the kitchen.
I gasped."Harry!" I cry out
I've seen him laying on the floor all pale and weak, I run to him as quick as I can. I kneel, and stroke his cheek.
"Harry, tell me who are you??" I panic.
"Um..." Harry whin and bury his head to my lap.
"I am Harry Osborn and you are... Peter Parker, but soon you'll be dead""Thank god you're okay, where are you hurt?" I whisper and look at his body.
"Norman leaved" he close his eyes.
"The house?"
"the house."
I stroke his hair out of his face and see a big bruise.
"Oh my god" I frown. I am so disappointed in myself, that I let him go alone. I am so stupid."I'm fine" he murmurs.
"You're not" I answer and continue looking at his face, where all the bruises were. I reach down to his neck, my finger sliding very softly across Harry's bruises....
I want to continue. But my face is red and so is Harryʼs.He slowly nods and I take off his shirt, and slides threw another bruises. I can't believe this all. Why Is his father so mean, why he is so precious, but mainly, why he is so important to me. Why him from a bilion people. That's just my Harry.
"Mmm... Harry" I say sadly, and look at him, he's red, but had a warm smile."Yes, Pete?" He answers in attempt to try to sit down, but I ends up helping him. We were looking into each others eyes, I stare into his brown chocolate ones. It looks weird, but neither of us realizes.
Harry is sitting there without his shirt, I next to him, nose to nose. My heart is beating so fast, I don't know this feeling.. Not with Mary Jane, or Gwen, with nobody but Harry. Well, this is awkward.I stand up, breaking the gaze, the touch.
And I really think, Harry might like me back. I reach both of my hands and help him stand up too, walking with him to his room."It's getting dark" I say and look a bit up at him. I mean, I have too, he's very... Big... Um... Tall, I meant tall... Dang it...!
I flush at my own thoughts, continuing to look at Harry.
"And?"
"I should be heading home" I smile "And you should put on your t-shirt."
He giggles. --He takes his phone and his smile dissappears.
"Harry?" I say.
He still keeps staring at his phone, writing something.
"Heyyy!" I say a bit louder. Nothing.
"Okay..." I whisper and take my jacket. That was awkward.
Harry finally looks up, confused and.. Stressed.
"What Is it?" I ask, also confused.
He smiles. "I just have a... A work meeting with someone" he says.
I shrug "O-Okay" I whisper. I am kinda.... Disappointed again?... No.. No rather... Jealous. Ugh.
I frown and turn around. "Enjoy your meeting." I sigh, ready to leave.
But before I even could move, I feel Harry's hands around my stomach and I flush."Work meeting, Pete" he whispers into my ear. He was so fucking.. Close. I bit my bottom lip, feeling his warm lips around my ear.
"It's n-not like I care" I answer and he giggles
"Sure" he breaths and let me go.
Typical Harry Osborn.
We wave at each other with smiles and I leave, walking to my apartment. That is a bit long way, and it is dark, but luckily I manage it back home.
I wonder about Harry's ,Workʼ meeting.
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Forever Mine
FanfictionHarry Osborn, A rich scientist, and Peter Parker, A poor boy. ---> Peter and Harry are getting closer and closer. After Harry's father, Norman Osborn dies, They manage a relationship. They're happy, until Peter finds out Harry's biggest secret and...