Imagines

Spider- Man pt.2

Just a quick side note that Flash is portrayed by the same actor as in the amazing Spider-Man because it works better with the story line.
Enjoy!
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"He's looking at you again."
Liz says as she steps beside my locker. I push my books into my locker and ignore her.
It's been a week since Spider-Man came into my room and if I'm being honest it shouldn't bug me that much but the way he talked to me was so familiar that it's stuck in my head.
It's weird to think that Spider-Man goes to our school.
"Stop staring Penis Parker or your eyes are going to fall out soon." Flash yells at him when he steps up to us. I shut my locker and stare down the floor to see Peter standing at his locker and looking quickly at the ground when our eyes meet.
"Stop being a fucking bully Flash. Let's get to class." I push him forward and luckily he shuts his mouth as we all three make our way towards class.
"He's doing it more obvious lately. He is kinda cute maybe you should talk to him." Liz pipes up quietly beside me.
My eyebrows shoot up at her sentence. It's not like I don't like Peter but I just don't know him.
"I never changed a word with him Liz I think you're all imagining things."

"He's staring at you for a whole year now Liv and since a week he's doing it even more obvious!" She pushes and I just shrug my shoulders.
"Can we not talk about this? We have a chem test now and I don't wanna think about a boy I just know the name of." I tell her and she lets out a defeated sigh as we step into the classroom and sit down at our tables. The truth is I might have a tiny crush on Spider-Man since he's been in my room but I think it's just the challenge that I don't know who he is.
Or maybe it's more.
I shake my head to concentrate as the teacher slams down the test in front of me.
Jeez calm down.
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The test was a total fail and the rest of the day wasn't really amazing either.
I'm about to head to my locker and put my last books of the day away when I hear shouting down the hall.
"Flash! Flash! Flash!" I hear the pupils chant and I sigh because I know he's bullying someone again and these stupid idiots are cheering him on.
What the hell is wrong with these people?
My eyes catch onto a worried person I recognize who tries to push through the crowd.
I let my bag and books drop to the floor and make my way over to an anxious looking Ned.
"Hey what's going on?"

"It's Peter he tried to defend a freshmen but now Flash is onto him." He says worry laced in his voice.
I quickly push my way through the crowd squeezing through the small spaces.
Ned is right Peter is laying on the floor his lip busted open as he holds his side and wheezes in pain.
"You want me to punch him again?" Flash yells and the crowd screams a yes back.
Peter scrambles himself off the floor and Flash grabs his collar.
"Flash!" I yell and step into the empty space of the circle. Flash's eyes look at me and he lets go of Peters collar letting his knees crash against the floor.
"This is none of your business Liv please leave."

"You know what Flash I think you should leave. I can help you with your homework later at five if you want?" I ask him even though I'm not going to help him ever again. His mouth falls shut and his cheeks burn up in embarrassment.
"Liv I-"

"No Flash leave. Leave before this gets even more embarrassing ." He doesn't eh to say something else as he turns around and leaves.
Everyone looks at me bewildered and I get angry again.
"Fuck off! Don't you have anything better to do?"
That gets the crowd to move and they all part their ways either walking down the hall or leaving the building.
"Hey are you alright?" I get down to my knees and put a hand on Peter's shoulder and he looks up at me with doe eyes.
"I.." his sentence gets lost in the air and he just looks at me.
Oh god does he have a concussion now?
"What's your name?"

"You..you don't know my name?" He asks making me chuckle.
"Of course I know your name I just wanted to check if you still know it."
"Parker..Peter." He scrunches his nose cutely making me smile.
"Okay Parker Peter should we get you to the nurse office?"
He nods but when he stands up he winces and holds his side.
"Did he hit you on the side?" I ask him and roll up his shirt. He tries to stop me but I push his hands away softly.
"I'm not going to touch it just let me take a loo-" I stop talking when I see it.
Three long scratches over his ribcage.
You can barely see them because they're now shining in a light pink meaning that they healed pretty good.
I let the hem of his shirt drop and look up at his sheepish expression.
"Surprise." He says with a tortured smile on his face.
"You're Spider-Man?" I yell and he grabs my wrist pushing me into the janitors closet.
"Don't yell like that!" He says but I can't see him because the lights are out.
"Why the hell did you pull me into the janitors closet. Peter I can't see." A second later he pushes the light switch and I have to squint my eyes for a second.
"Okay you have to listen to me. You can't tell anyone not even your dad or your mom. Oh by gods name please do not tell Liz!" He puts his hands in his curls making a mess out of them.
"If Mr. Stark finds out that you know about Spider-Man he's going to take the suit away." He says stressed out and I feel bad so I put a hand on his shoulder.
"Relax Peter. I'm not going to tell anyone why should I ?"

"You're not?"

"No it's none of my business and it would make a whole mess at this school." He sighs and leans himself against the wall.
"Why did you come to me that night?" I ask him curious.
His cheeks flush and he closes his eyes for a second.
"I- I kinda trust you. I knew you'd help me if I'd ask you."
He trusts me?
I never spoke to him in my whole life. Or did I?
Maybe I can't remember anymore.
I sigh and look up at his face to see a small bruise forming under his eyes, his lip busted open.
"I'm sorry Flash did this to you it looks pretty bad." I grab his chin softly and inspect the bruise. If Flash would've hit him higher he could've hit Peters eye. He seriously needs to stop bully people it's disgusting. Peter's breath hitching makes me look up to his brown eyes.
His eyes shine with a deep emotion and I don't know what pushed me maybe it's his sparkling eyes who look like pools of honey in this light. Or his soft lips which are split open caused by Flash's fist. I don't know what it is but I lean in slowly and place my lips softly against his remembering that his split is probably hurting.
The kiss doesn't last long and it's not a passionate kiss either, it tastes like blood and I don't think that Peter reciprocated it but it stirs something deep inside me.
My cheeks flush when I step back.
"That wasn't what I expected." He whispers a dumbfounded look on his face.
"Me neither." I admit sheepishly.
"But maybe we could get out of this closet and hang out after school?" I ask him and his eyes seem to glaze over when he nods dreamily.
I let out a small chuckle at his behavior and grab his hand to get him out of this closet.
Well, I think neither of us expected this to happen.