Marvel's Spider-Man X Reader - SLOW UPDATES

Heartache (H)

Third POV.

Your throat closed and it was painfully tight, making it hard to breathe. Your eyes slowly watched them dance in the lights of the blaring party. Your heart was in your throat and your eyes pooled with hurt. You shook your head downing a small cup of water before averting your gaze from Harry. Harry and Peter.

You hated that you hated Peter. It wasn't his fault he was so smart, adorable, and although nervous he emitted a certain positive energy. Sighing you felt tears pool in your eyes as you stepped into the hallway furious wiping your eyes. Thankful you didn't put on much make-up tonight you briskly walked into a bathroom washing off the smudged mascara and eyeshadow.

Your head was racing and your thoughts blared and you gripped your head to get the image out your head. Your breathing quickened and your hand hurt your arms as you shoved the bathroom door open almost walking straight into Alya. Apologizing softly, her mouth opened to say something but you hurriedly ran around the corner of the hallway, quickly disappearing from her sight.

Biting your lip and trying to breathe properly was the only thing you could try and do to not break down when you were trembling walking home in your (F/C) dress. Rubbing your arm you felt your phone buzz in your purse again. Ignoring it you clutched the strap of your bag staring at the sidewalk, your vision slightly blurry from tears. Your throat was closed, your heart painfully beat in your chest, every pump of blood sending new buzz's of pain into every nerve of your body as tears slowly leaked from your eyes. Aggressively rubbing your eyes you forcefully rammed your front door open.

Ignoring your mother's concerned voice and your sibling's footsteps you slammed your door shut. Your heart and body ached from today. All those times spent laughing with Harry...did they mean nothing?! Tears continuing down your cheeks in warm flurries.

' "Watcha doing Harry?" You asked leaned over his shoulder as he smirked playfully, shoving you off him. Both of you chuckling he lifted up the invention, taking it apart and explaining it piece by piece your eyes widened with wonder until he spoke up,

"What do you think?"

"It's trash."

You said bluntly.

"What?!"

He said hitting you on the shoulder.

"I was kidding-OUCH!"

You flicked him while you pouted. After a few moments, you both busted out laughing. After calming down you laid on his bed playing with your hands.

"You know...I only said it was trash because I didn't know half the stuff you were telling me."

You spoke honestly as Harry shook his head with a smirk that made the butterflies in you flutter, every beating of their wings sending jolts through you with excitement and adrenaline.

Humming he continued to tinker as you relaxed on his bed, mindless chatter floating between the two of you.'

You had slowly changed out of your dress after a shower your muscles aching, as you lifted the blankets over you as you buried yourself in their warmth. Your room felt small and suffocating tonight. It sent tremors and chills buzzing in your nerves forcing your eyes to stay open your mind and heart tired yet not being allowed to.