Just like you

Chapter 4: Over-protective, much?

Peter almost had to run to keep up with the suit "Mr Stark, wait! Why are we going?" Stark didn't answer until they were outside the school. Mr Stark faced Peter "We're going because you are not going into that school until I'm sure those boys won't call you that ever  again." The teen couldn't help feeling a little warm and fuzzy at the protectiveness in the billionaire's voice but he couldn't skip school, he just couldn't.  "You're overreacting, Mr Stark. Please, let me go back."

"Overreacting, am I? Let's call Aunt May and we'll see." Mr Stark said.

"No! no, no,no,no! Please don't, Mr Stark, she'll freak."

"She should! Those boy were bullying you for not having parents, for god's sake!"

Peter grew angry, 'Mr Stark was treating him like a child when Peter had saved all those people on the boat.'  Then Peter said something he regretted instantly "You're projecting my situation onto yourself. You're projecting because you have no parents." The suit of armour  hoovered in the air silently for a moment and after another moment he spoke in a hard voice "I called Happy, he's coming and when he's here, you're going to get in the car. You're not going to bother him, you're going to stay quiet and sit still." 

The armour turned and began to fly away when Peter started to run after him again "Mr Stark, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." The armour's head moved to look at him, then the boosters fired up even stronger and Peter was left in the front of the school, wondering what on earth he'd done.

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"You okay, Kid?" Happy said from the driver seat. Was he? Peter didn't know. He said a horrible thing and he didn't know if he'd see Mr Stark again, he didn't know if he would be able to say sorry again. Yet Happy was being nice to him and the car was super nice, if Mr Stark was mad so would Happy, right? And Mr Stark wouldn't send such a nice car to fetch him. It was a slick black Porsche with plush seats, seat warmers and fancy tinted windows. "Kid?" Happy asked again.

Peter saw himself in the rear-view mirror, he had puffy red eyes, and his hair was ruffled wildly from running his fingers through it "I dunno Happy. I think I said something bad. Really bad, to Mr Stark." And he heard his voice break.

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He didn't answer when Aunt May asked him, what he was doing back from school, he went to his room and slammed the door. Peter collapsed on his bed and put his head in his hands. He cried, cried and cried 'What had he done? How could he be so cruel? He knew what it was like to lose someone.' 

Aunt May knocked on the door "Peter?" He fired web fluid at the lock of his bedroom door so May couldn't open it. "Peter, Pete?" The door knob shook, "PETER! PETER! Peter, are you okay?!" He wanted to lie, he wanted to say he was fine but he couldn't. "N-no, May, I-I don't-w-why I said it. I-it was so s-stupid, s-so s-stupid." The door had stopped shaking as May listened. "Oh, Peter, oh honey, what happened?"