Dear Peter, I will always love you

Twenty five

We've been at trevors party for quite a while now, I'm waiting for Chris and Lucas to show up so I don't have to watch beer pong any longer. I'm across the room in the kitchen leaning against the island watching Peter play beer pong. He's so happy it makes me happy. I scroll through my phone before I feel someone come up beside me placing a drink in front of me.

I look over and it's Chris she leans like I do staring intently at Peter. "What makes watching beer pong more fun that playing it?" She asks thinking she's funny, I shake my head. "It's not really my thing tbh, I'd rather just watch it" I shrug, I pick up the red cup and take a sip. "Ugh what is this" as a strong taste hits my tongue. She laughs at me and gulps hers down. "Covey it's just a little concoction I made up don't even worry about it.." she smiles as me.

The door open and a few boys we've never seen before walk in as they separate there's another from behind. "Wait a minute!" Chris says putting her drink on the table. I gulp down hard. "Is that?" She asks staring at me, I nod.
"Is that really him, I can't believe this" she says shocks knowing fine well that's who the last letter went to. "That's John Ambrose" I say quietly, shit. He spots me and smiles. Chris waves and I smile politely. I look at his hand and he's holding a god damn letter. Why now?

"Lara Jean" he smiles pulling me into a hug, I awkwardly hug him back. "John Ambrose" I say back not as near as enthusiastically.  "I got your letter..." he says raising his eyebrow. I smile awkwardly. "I see, are you returning it?" He just laughs, shaking his head "oh no I wrote you one.." he hands me the letter "I need your letter as proof that someone fancied me in middle school.." I frown at his comment "but everyone fancied you in middle school?" I say confused, he smirks at me and shakes his head "I didn't care about everyone did I?" I feel my heart pound in my chest, what, all this time he wanted me and I never knew.

"Is that who I think it is?" I hear Peters voice interrupt us, I breathe out. "Kavinsky!" John Ambrose shouts pulling him into a one handed hug. "What are you doing here, how have you been?" Peters seems ecstatic to see him. At least that makes one of us. "Few friends got an invite thought I'd tag along and see the old gang..." he stares at me, I just look down at the ground. "I've been good though man how about you? You and gen still together huh?" It goes quiet and Peter looks at me, I shrug raising my eyebrows pretending I don't know what's going on. "Actually we broke up a while back.." he says awkwardly. "Sorry man" John awkwardly,

"It's cool man.." he says wrapping his arm around me, John just looks at us. "Good that you two are still close though" he smiles, Peter pulls me a little closer obviously trying to hint to him we're together. He's not getting it tho. "I've got to go anyway see yous around" John winks at me, and I just look away as if I didn't see it.

I lean my back against the island as Peter stays in front of me. "What was that about?" He says
"You know how I told you that the last letter went to a boy at model UN well it John Ambrose.." I shrug, not knowing exactly how to act. "Oh really... what's that in your hand?" He raised his eyebrows. I cough slightly "he wrote me a reply.." I wave the letter.. "really.. are we gonna read it then?" He asks trying to grab the letter, I put it behind my back and he leans closer putting his arms round my body. "Peter!" I laugh trying to get out his grip, he smirks at me and kisses me, I kiss back... "got it!" He laughs at me, I look around the room I see John from across staring at us weirdly. "Peter give it back! That's against his privacy" I whisper shout. "Why don't you want me reading it?" He starts getting defensive. I shrug "I don't know what's in it, I wrote some personal stuff in the letters that were sent out I don't know what to expect.." I say quietly. "So it's not like you have feelings for him now, is it?" He whisper shouts, of course I don't but I can't help but feel like I will after that letter. "Yeah your right I don't, I'll give it back to him.." I whisper, he pulls me into a hug. "I love you covey, I'm sorry.. read it if you want" he says pecking my cheek. "It's fine I love you.." I lean into him and sigh.

I see John Ambrose stare at me from across the room. I lean my head back into Peter and close me eyes. This isn't fair why now?

It's a little bit later now and I've had a few drinks, I sitting on the sofa with Peter with my legs draped over his. "Peter.." I grab his face, he smiles at me "I love you" I say pushing my face against his.

We hear an awkward cough and look over in that direction. "Sorry to interrupt..I was wondering if I could take Lara Jean for a chat?" John Ambrose says smooth as if wine and Peter weren't just making out. Peter gets up and stands in front of him, I quickly get up knowing he isn't happy and that something is about to go down..