Chapter 19- Goodbye

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We stood up and decided to head back since it was getting dark. Peter put his arm over my shoulder and held my hand on that side. I let my head fall on his shoulder and continued to walk. 

"I can't believe tomorrow is my last day..."

"I'm really going to miss you Y/n."

"I'll miss you too!"

"What time do you have to leave tomorrow?"

"As soon as I get my hair dyed and I get my eye color changing contacts."

"Have you decided what color you're going to change your hair?"

"Probably black." (If your hair is black, go with bleach, but for the rest of the story I'll be mentioning black hair)

"And your eyes?"

"Oh, I don't get to pick! The contacts have a shade over them but since mine are brown they'll be green when I put them on."

"Makes total sense!" He said with a laugh. 

When we got back to the building, we got ready to go to sleep. 

"Thank you, Peter! Today was... the best day of my life!"

"I wish I could make more of those for you..." he said with a smile.

I got in my bed and welcomed Peter to come in with me. He climbed in my bed and wrapped me in his arms. Peter feel asleep right away without any problems. I, on the other hand, laid there awake until 3 in the morning. 

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I woke up and Peter was still there. I checked the time and it was 9 A.M. 

"Peter."

"Hm..."

"I have to pack."

"Mhm."

I gently laid his hands down and got out of bed. I walked over to my closet putting all my clothes in my suitcase. 

When Peter finally woke up, he walked over to help me. 

"I can't believe I'm leaving today..."

"Me neither. Where are you going to go?"

"That! Is confidential..." I said giving him a peck on the lips. "But don't worry. I'll come to find you!"

We continued packing all my bags until it was time to get my hair dyed. 

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"Can I do the honors?!" Rocket asked as I was sitting in the chair.

"Should I trust you? You're definitely the type of... raccoon that would shave my head!"

"I can do it!" Peter yelled.

"How about I do it!" Bucky said.

"I have a weird feeling about letting you do my hair..."

"I can!" Sam yelled from across the room.

"Or maybe I could," Peter said from right behind me.

"Wait! How about Peter! Wanna do it?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea!" Everyone else told me.

"Yeah. I can do it."

Peter got out the foil and the dye and first washed my hair. He gently painted the dye on and wrapped it in foil.

"I wonder how different I'll look! You know? Like..."

"I think, you will still be just as beautiful as you are now!" He said finishing the last piece. 

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