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Hanahaki Disease

Hanahaki disease is a fictional disease where when one falls in love, flowers grow in their lungs and can cause the victim to cough up flower petals. It can also eventually lead to death. It can be only be cured two ways. One way is for the victim to know if his/her/their beloved returns his/her/their feelings. The other way is to get the flowers surgically removed, but this method will take away the victim's ability to love.

Here's one with a happy ending :)!

*Peter's POV*

Peter, you can't do this to yourself...

My mind kept drifting over to one person during the biology lesson. Harley Keener.

He was just so hopelessly amazing and handsome...even if he won't think of me that way.

It started six months ago when Mr. Stark introduced us in his lab. Right from that moment, I knew I was in trouble.

As long as I don't get too deep...right?

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"Dude, I finally saw the new Star Wars movie last night! It's crazy! I personally didn't like how they brought back Palpatine. It felt like they were milking old storylines...Peter? You listening?"

I bolted my head up from I was absentmindedly stirring my mashed potatoes. "Yeah, Ned, totally."

He looked at me unconvinced. "I don't like your obsession with Harley. It can only end badly..."

"Well yeah, but-"

I cut myself off with a hacking fit.

"Dude, you okay?"

But I didn't answer, I only stared down at the bloody flower petal laying in my hand...

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*Harley's POV*

I'm falling...

I'm falling for him more and more every single day, and it hurts so fucking much. All I ever do is pine over him.

I mean, it's not my fault Cormac is so fucking perfect.

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I was snapped out of my thoughts to see a text from Peter. At the sight of his name, my heart did a little flutter.

That's weird...

But I just brushed it off and looked at my messages.

Petey
omg i'm gonna dieeeeee i'm so bored

I chuckled a bit at his theatrics and typed a quick reply.

Harls
ah darlin, you'll be fine
read 3:05pm

I pocketed my phone and continued to work on my latest project, which may or may not be a working, two-sided lightsaber...

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*Peter's POV*

After school, I arrived at the compound. The only problem is, I have it hide the petals. But it's kinda hard when you're coughing them up every five minutes.