Chapter Eight

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Harry’s POV

That day, Pete left my house soon after. He said he had exams this week. We didn’t talk about what happened, But I had to drive him home because He couldn’t walk.

I giggle.

The entire Sunday after Pete left, I was sitting, and thinking about the amazing things that had happened. 

I can’t believe this.

I flush. 

The way he smelled, the way he touched me, the way he was cuddling me, the way he was kissing me. He was so soft and most importantly, loving.
I never felt being loved, To be honest. I never was loved. And…
I never loved anyone as much as I Love Peter now. 

I don't even know why I need to use the word ʼloveʼ. Maybe it is another pubertal thing. Maybe I am overdoing that... I just don't know.

It is weird, isn’t it? 

I had so much girls in bed. Damn, that’s embarrassing when I say it now.

I am thinking too much about it.
Well, fuck, DUH!

I flush again and walk to the lab. I start to make my project, but I am more energetic this time, So it went well.

Maybe really it's....

the power of love?

That is the power of love.

I grin happily.

Yet I don't have any balls to tell Peter I feel this psychopathic way.


Peter's POV

I’ve long week in front of me. I hope I'll do finals, and have holidays, because after them, I have to find work. 

I sigh and bit my lip. I stand here and think about Harry.
I miss him so much already. 

I flush and smile. He is seriously adorable.

The way he is cheerful and apologizing for everything...

We did it more than one time yesterday, I don’t know, but he seemed like he literally loved it. I never saw him like that before and damn, his body, his muscles.

I never wanted to fall in love, but it looks like I just did. 

I smile a bit. I feel a little embarrassed about the thing, that I had to disappear so quickly after we got so close. And I wanted to cuddle with my Harry.

B

ut...

I have a question. Are we… together? Ah, no. 

you're dreaming, Peter. 

We can’t be together. Harry is… The Harry Osborn, The famous Osborn and I am just a random nerd. 

And yet... I never thought I would be gay. I was always pretty sure I am not. I liked girls, I never had a relationship with one. My parents wouldn't be so glad seeing me like this, would they...?
And... Harry's father would hate me even more.

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