» ʜᴀʀʟᴇʏ x ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ (ᴘᴀʀʟᴇʏ: ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ)

Part 19

Just, honestly. The pic above made me cry so much, big billdip fan here.

*sniffles

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Peter's POV

The history class was dull, the bookshelves holding nothing but a few thin books and the wooden letter 'H' painted grey.

There was a low and constant hum of teenagers talking about boys or the newest game that was released a little while back. Right now everything was just giving me a headache.

Everything except for the person beside me, his constant warmth radiating off him - making me feel lighter. Happier. 

Harley, I'm not really sure about what I did to ever get the chance to meet him. But I'm grateful. If he wasn't here, I would probably feel incomplete and lonely.

Yes, Ned and MJ are great friends - and they couldn't be better. But I can't exactly go off and kiss them or talk about certain things, they're my best friends. 

Nothing more, nothing less.

I sighed and leaned back into the chair, Mrs Duffy emerging from the door - wearing a thin purple scarf and a brown skirt and jumper. 

Not exactly the best choice of clothes, but then again. She was quite an old fashioned woman. 

"Students, we have a new person joining midtown tech this year. So please welcome him." She stated bluntly before standing aside.

The new boy introduced himself.

"Hello, my name is Evan Christopher. My family moved me to this school because.... the other one had threats that only wanted to harm me." Cindy's hand shot up.

"Why would you have threats?" Evan paused for a little while, as if he was thinking about something. He opened his mouth to state why.

"Now before I say why, I just want you guys to not freak out. I've been hiding this for a while, and I feel like this is the best time to reveal this."

I leant forwards, resting my chin on the palm of my right hand. Wondering.

"I - I'm spiderman."

It took a little while for me to process what he said, I waited for the 'haha just kidding with you'. But it never came, Harley's eyes met up with mine.

I could tell he was trying to hide a smirk, and I wanted to slap him across the face for that. 

He bent down and whispered, knowing that no one else would hear as they were screaming and shouting questions at him.

"Looks like you've got a secret admirer. Maybe I should hand you over to him." He said tauntingly. I huffed and turned away from him, crossing my arms like a little child and pouting. 

He chuckled again, draping an arm across my shoulder.
"Aww, come on darlin'. You know that I couldn't leave you if it depended on my life." 

A blush creeped up my neck, but I refused to allow it to go up any further. Damn, why did his accent have to be so friggin' hot? 

I turned back to face him, a smile etched on my face.
"I know :) " I stuck my tongue out, blowing a raspberry in his own.

I peered over while Harley was wiping his cheek (the one on his face, no not Peter's), Flash glaring daggers at me. 

As if I was ruining his entire life. My eyebrows furrowed for a a moment before relaxing, I shrugged to myself and took a proper look at the new boy who was seated next to my bully.

He had short brown hair, the colour of dark chocolate. I was pretty sure that his eyes were black, and he fashioned a piercing on his left ear. 

The shape being a small, black spider. He seemed like one of those kids that would go wandering around in a leather jacket. Looking for a fight.

I rolled my eyes, wondering o how long it would take for the media to reach the news. If I was being completely honest, what slipped out of his mouth was a little unexpected.

But other than that, I was fine.

"So darlin', what are we going to do about - that." He said, gesturing over to the boy with the piercing. I shrugged, leaning back into the uncomfortable chair.

"Let him enjoy it while he can. The next thing he'll feel with come over him like a wave and he'll regret it. Just a little."