Far From My Home [COMPLETE]

Chapter 9: City of Masks

Peter's POV

"Did you see Brad and Y/N on the plane? They were watching movies and laughing the entire time," I finally find Ned and vent to him after the most uncomfortable 9 hours of my life. Because apparently, I was the only person not having a good time.

"Dude, don't worry, okay?" He tries to console me, but I'm not really willing to compromise on my shameless jealousy at the moment. "I'm sure it's nothing."

I open my mouth to respond with something like, "It's not like I'm jealous or anything," or "I mean, it's not like I care," but instead, I close it when I see possibly the most unexpected thing in the history of ever.

"Hey babe," none other than Betty Brant, one of the most popular girls in school, comes striding over to Ned and I, and passes her backpack to him. "Can you hold this for me?"

What the hell?

When did that happen?

"Yeah, of course," Ned responds immediately.

"Thanks," she kisses his cheek, and I try everything to keep my mind from wandering to when Y/N used to do that to me. Great, too late.

The two sickening lovebirds giggle disgustingly and Ned actually taps her nose. I mean, who does that?

Y/N and I were never this gross were we?

Just watching them makes me miss her even more...

Of course, this whole Brad thing is making everything worse. Why can't I just wallow in peace? Why does he have to swoop in and make me even more jealous than I already am?

Hershey's, I miss her so much.

Betty finally leaves Ned and I, and I force myself to focus on that situation. After all, it's way easier to process than the spaghetti mess I created with Y/N.

"What was that?" There's probably a perfectly good explanation for this... I just don't know it yet.

"Uh, well," he finally looks back at me, instead of starting googly-eyed at Betty. "We actually got to talking on the plane, and it turns out that we have a lot in common. So, uh, we're boyfriend and girlfriend now."

"Whatever happened to being an American bachelor in Europe?"

"Peter, those were the words of a boy, and that boy, met a woman. A very strong, and powerful woman. And now, that boy's a man."

I have no idea what the crap he just spouted at me, but he soon leaves after his new girlfriend calls for him.

I shouldn't be this distracted by Y/N. I broke up with her.

I glance over at her, taking comfort in the fact that she's not with Brad. Gosh, she looks so beautiful, the blue sweater she's wearing is almost the exact same color of the dress she wore when... I don't want to think about that right now. Anyway, the pale blue color, with her shiny hair, and sparkling Y/E/C (your eye color) eyes, basically ensures that I'll be staring at her for the rest of the trip. But her smile- her smile is worth a million bucks. I'd give anything right now to be the person she's smiling at...

I should never have let her go.

~Time Skip~

After having a heart attack in TSA (remind me to kill May later for that), I rejoin the class and we set off into Venice, Italy.

I guess I looked more than a little frazzled, because Y/N actually sort of interacted with me. She gave me this look, almost as if to make sure I was okay. Honestly, the fact that there's even the slightest chance she doesn't still hate my guts makes all the problems in the world go away.