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We hate to think about the good timesThat we missed out on while staying in•••I'm so tired of all the overthinkingTired of the self-doubt, now I'm wondering

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We hate to think about the good times
That we missed out on while staying in
•••
I'm so tired of all the overthinking
Tired of the self-doubt, now I'm wondering.
•••

Her eyes immediately opened when she realized who had been there with her.

"W-what are you doing here, I thought it was just me..." she sniffed.

"MJ knew I wasn't leaving so she asked me to at least make sure you were alright." His voice was soft.

"Did your friend leave too?" She asked trying to get the slightest glance behind him.

"Oh, Ned?" He ran his fingers through his messy hair. "Yeah, u-um he left, his mom wanted him home and uh-

"So why did you stay." Was the question that traveled from her mind to her lips.

He shrugged. " I can't find my aunt or anyone else so what's the point?"

This was the worst she felt since it all happened, why him?
Out of everyone in the world why did it have to be Peter?

"We can't stay here," she shook her head.

"I think I know somewhere we could go. But it'll take a while to get there, and we need supplies." He spoke looking her directly in her eyes.

"What about the...Crawlers?" She almost choked saying the name of the hideous beings.

"I'll keep you safe, I promise, but I'm not leaving you here. You have to come with me." He demanded.
Peter felt like he was overstepping a boundary when speaking to her in such a demanding tone. "Please," he finished trying to act more like himself.

She looked at him unsure about whether or not to actually go with him.

She couldn't deny how scared she was. She trusted Peter, but how on earth was he supposed to protect her.
I mean this was the same kid who used to get shoved into lockers in the 7th grade!

But then again...
What choice did she have?

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