Fifty shades of Parker (x reader)

❆✱Something you didn't know✱❆

"Oh Peter!" I moaned. I heard a banging assuming it was the knocking of my headboard that Peter caused.

"Y/n...." Peter said as ecstasy started to take over.

"Y/n...."

"Peter" I moaned

"Y/n wake up!" Peter shouted causing me to fling out of my slumber with a yelp....

It was a dream

Peter wasn't here pounding me ape shit crazy. He was sleeping on my couch. He didn't kiss me....It was a dream.

"Y/n! Are you okay!?" Peter came dashing in with a hurried attitude.

"Yeah i'm fine. Just go back to the couch." I said blunt and angered. I rolled over and still felt his presence staring at me. "Ughh! What!?" I said tossing the blanket from over my uncovered legs.

"I'm hungry. I can't sleep in an empty stomach now can I?" He replied with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and got up knowing what it was like to be tired and hungry.

"You are never coming over again." I said walking past him into the kitchen.

.....

"It's like 1 AM and you decided to make pancakes?"

"With peanut butter, yes." I replied. He face went questionable.

"Peanut Butter?" He asked and I slightly nodded.

"Don't knock till you try it" I said flipping the pancakes to the other side. We heard footsteps coming down the hall. It was Jess up with her hangover and hunger.

"Pancakes with Peanut Butter?" She said holding on to her forehead and massaging it hoping the massive headache would fade. "Make me a plate and a hangover concoction" She said sitting at the island with Peter.

See looks over to Peter and looks at me. It took a second until she realized he was there. "Whoa!! Mr.Parker!? So you did drive us home!" She said standing up to fangirl over some overrated rich bitch hottie. "I'm Y/n's friend, Jessica! I was the one who called for an interview but skipped it! Wow! You're actually here! I love you so-"

"Jessica." I said informing her to calm down.

"Sorry" She said sitting back down. I grabbed three plates. Placing one in front of each of use. I got the spatula and placed two pancakes on each of our plates. Grabbed the peanut butter and placed some in between each of our pancakes. "Here." I said bluntly.

I grabbed my plate and went into the living room and sat on the love seat turned on some tv and ate. Jess decided to just take some Advil then return to her room. But Peter sat with me.

"Cartoons?" He questioned "You enjoy cartoons?"

"Yes. Is there a problem with that?" I said defensive side still up.

"Nope, I asked because if your a huge cartoon fan you've must've seen Clone Wars right?"

"Are you kidding? If you haven't seen a single stars movie, cartoon, short film then your not even living." Star Wars was a topic I couldn't get enough of. I know it may sound cliche but my favorite Jedi was Luke Skywalker. I admit he was overrated and really hot but him being hot was just a bonus."

"Agreed." then it went to silences again, "Thanks for making me food" breaking that peaceful silences.

"No problem, so when are you leaving?" I said brushing him off my shoulder. I took the last bite off my food and placed the plate on the coffee table, wiped the crumbs off my lap, and huffed out. 

"Why do you hate me?" He asked, Straight forward.....I like it 

"I don't hate you, I'm just not fawn of you." 

"Meaning?"

"I'm not going to fall head over heels for you and your money. Unlike most girls, money and attraction don't turn me on." I finished getting up with my plate and heading over to the kitchen. I heard footsteps, he totally wasn't finished.

"So what does?" He said slightly pinning me against the kitchen counter as I turned around. My breathing changed. It got...Heavy. My chest rose and fell. He was so close I felt him breathing on my lips. He smelt like expensive cologne and ocean breeze laundry detergent. I looked into his eyes and a swirl of butterflies appeared inside of me. Suddenly the feeling of his lips against my neck made me gasp and slightly moaned. I frozen I couldn't move. But did I really to move? 

Of course you did! He's a playboy! fucks over 10 girls in one night no doubt. What a guy. 

I shove him back.  "I'm not like your other whores." I said before returning to my room. I say hurt in his eyes. I know I'm just assuming but I know guys like him! They only fuck and go. I don't want to be that girl. There was a knock on my door. 

"It's Peter. Can I come in?" 

"I'm sleep." blunt 

"It'll only be for a second. I won't go away until you let me in." He said continually knocking on my door. 

"UGh! fine come on" I said rolling my eyes. He stepped in and stared at me. "What do you want?" 

"I'm sorry for trying what I did back there. That's not me and I'm sorry you had to experience that. I'm really not how you think I am, but I get it if you want me to go. Just wanted to say Goodbye Y/n." He closed my door and sat there staring at the closed door. 

You're not a bad person. You did the right thing letting him go. Maybe you didn't want him gone. No! He's an asshole!.....aGh fine I'm going after him.

I opened the door and headed to the living room where Peter's fixing the couch and slipping on his coat. "Let's go for a walk" You said rolling your eyes and slipping on your coat and shoes. You felt his gritty smirk and it made your stomach do backflips. "And stop looking at me like that!"

"I can't help it, it turns me on when you act like this"

This should be fun

----