What Loves Really Means. ((PeterxCrys fanfic))

Chapter 1

A/n: I do not own any of the Marvel characters except the ones I make and all credit for the character Crys Stark goes to @CrysxStark, and credit to @pineapplesnakess  for the cover, if you like to be apart of K.A.I then join pineapplesnakess rp called Kids of the Avengers, enjoy!

Chapter 1:

I punched the punching bag, flashbacks of that night flashed in my mind, each punch I made the flashback got worse, I blinked the tears away that threatened to spill, I pulled back and punched it, the impact of the punch launched the punching bag across the room. I let out deep breaths as I ran my hand through my brown hair, "What did the punching bag ever do to you?" A calm voice said behind me, I turned around and saw a girl with brown hair, green eyes, she was wearing a tanktop and baggy sweats, I rolled my eyes, "Very funny, Crys." I said as I unwrapped my knuckles, Crys Stark smirked, she leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms over her chest, "Who said I was joking? I really want to know what the punching bag did," She said, "It took my lunch money," I said sarcastically, causing her to chuckle. "If a punching bag can take your money then you need to train harder before a three year old takes your candy," She said, her tone dripping with amusement and sarcasm. I rolled my chocolate brown eyes, "What are you doing up at.." Crys glanced at the clock then looked back at me, "2 in the morning?" She asked, pushing off the doorframe and making her way toward me, her bare feet barely making any sounds against the smooth tile floor, I turned away from her and stuffed my wraps in my duffel bag, "Stuff," I answered quietly, "What kind of stuff?" She asked, her voice sounding closer then what it was before, "Just some..work stuff," I answered, "I thought we was pass the lying part in our relationship?" She asked, I turned and saw she had her arms crossed and was pouting, I raised a brow and went to open my mouth but she held up her hand and turned her head, "Save it, we are through," She said in a mock hurt tone and started for the door. I rolled my eyes again, grabbing my duffel bag and followed her. "Why are you up this late?" I asked, soon falling into step with her as I threw my duffel bag over my shoulder, her lips formed a small smirk, "Stuff," She said, trying to mock, I grinned slightly, "What kind of stuff?" I nudged her shoulders, "Umm, work stuff," She said, trying to make her voice deep but falling, I started laughing. "Okay, if I tell you why I'm up then you got to tell me why you are up," I said, stopping at my locker to put my duffel bag in it, "Okay, deal." She said, leaning against the locker next to mine, I opened my locker and took a deep breath, "Nightmares is the reason I'm up," I answered quietly, looking down, she nodded, "What were they about?" She asked, I pulled out the picture of Gwen and showed her, she looked at it, "The nightmares are about her?" She asked quietly, I nodded, putting the picture back and closing my locker. She grabbed my forearm and gave it a soft squeeze, the warmth of her soft hand sent chills down spine, "Its okay, Peter, they are just nightmares, they are not real," She said, her voice was soft and gentle, causing my heart to skip a beat. "Thank you, so why are you up?" I asked, changing the subject, she let her hand drop from my forearm and shrugged her shoulders gently, "I just can't sleep," She said as if it was a everyday thing, I closed my locker and smiled small, "I'm going to try and get some sleep, try to get some sleep," I gave her shoulder a pat as I walked past her to my room. "When pigs fly," I heard her mutter right when I turned a corner, I sighed, why do I feel this way? I only been apart of Kid Avengers Initiate for two months and only known Crys for a month but I feel like I have known her for all my life, I love the way she laughs and I love when her nose crinkled when she is mad. I mentally slapped my self, you cannot let yourself fall in love Parker, I can't let Crys have the same fate Gwen had. I walked into my bedroom and plopped on my bed, I looked over at the picture on my nightstand, it was a picture of Crys and I, we was eating ice cream and she decided to take a selfie so I made a face with my spoon in my mouth and she made a duck face, I smiled at the memory, as soon as that memory came, the memory of Gwen's death flashed right after it, causing me to close my eyes and looked away from the picture, I crawled into my blankets and soon fell asleep.