(A/N): So.

Super close to the end of this.

There will be a sequel.

I just don't know where to go from here, except Infinity War.

~~~

"Y/N? Can we talk?"

"Yeah, sure dad. What's up?" I replied to him, and he sat down on my bed next to me.

"Look, neither of us are going to like this," He sighed, rubbing his face.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No, no, nothing's wrong. It's you and Peter."

"Peter and I?" I asked, and I started to feel worried.

"Yeah. Have you two...you know..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Y/N, have you...done it?"

"It?...oh, oh! God, dad, no," I laughed, dragging out the 'oh'. "Why?"

"Ok, well I just wanted to make sure that, if you are, not that I want you to, that you have the proper protection, ok? You need to be on the pill, and to use condoms-"

"Dad, I know. And I am on the pill. It helps with my acne," I shrugged.

"Good. I don't want any little Parkers running around. Not yet, at least. You're too young for kids."

"I know that. Don't worry, dad. We haven't done anything...intimate. Only kissing, I swear.

"Alright, just checking in," He chuckled, raising his hands. "I love you."

"Love you too," I smiled, and he kissed my head.

He got off of the couch, and walked over to my door, grabbing the handle.

"Got any plans for the night?"

"Nope. Might watch some TV. We'll see."

"Ok, well I'm going to go out for dinner with Pepper, and we'll be out late. Have fun. And everyone else is put too."

"Ok. Bye," I responded, and he left.

~~~

After that awkward conversation, I decided to move into the living room, and watch some YouTube on the TV.

I was laying down on the couch on my back, but I was leaning slightly on my left side to face the screen.

One of Emma Chamberlain's videos was playing, and I laughed at one of the jokes she made.

(A/N): Sorry if you don't like her.

Just then, I felt a body fall from the back of the couch, and onto me.

They groaned, and dug their head into the crook of my neck.

"What the-Peter? What are you doing, you scared me," I laughed lightly.

"Hey babe. I am so tired. Mr Stark upgraded my suit a bit so I was doing a training circuit thingy. What's up?" He mumbled into my neck. 

I felt a shiver run down my spine as his hot breath hit my cold skin.

"Just being crushed by my boyfriend. You?"

"Hey, I'm not that heavy, and you're super strong, so," He chuckled.

"True."

He kept laying on me, running his hands through my hair, and drawing circles on my thighs with his fingers.

Peter then snaked his arms underneath my body, and hugged me very tightly.

"You know, I could stay here forever, with you."

"Pete," I blushed.

"It's true. You have no idea how happy you make me, and what you mean to me. How bright your smile is, how beautiful you are."

"Peter, come on, stop."

"No, I can't there are literally so many things that I want to say, but there's not enough time in the world for it."

"Well, I feel the exact same way," I smiled down at him. I started playing with the curls on his head, earning a deep sigh from him. "You like your hair being touched, noted."

"I guess so," He laughed.

"It's getting pretty long, too. It looks good on you."

"Ugh, no, I hate it."

"Why?"

"I dunno. I mean, it's not that bad, I'm just not used to it."

"Makes sense. You look hot with it."

"Y/N," He mumbled, and I could feel his cheeks warm up against my own.

"It's true. Hey, if you were recruited by my dad a few years ago, how come we just met now?" That question has been brewing in my head for a while now.

"Not sure. It sucks though, I wish I had known you sooner."

"Me too."

"Hey, how was heaven when you left it?"

"What?" I laughed, confused.

"Is your name Google? Because you're everything I've been looking for."

"Peter, what are you doing?"

"Wait, I have more. There must be something wrong with my eyes, cuz I can't take them off of you."

"I have one, I must be in a museum, because you truly are a work of art."

"Are you my homework? Because I'd do you all night long."

That one, that one got me. I started to laugh, and then Peter started to laugh at me. I felt his chest vibrating as he did, his face still against my shoulder. I was no longer paying attention to the YouTube video, but now to this amazing boy.

"God, I love you so much," I laughed, without realizing what I just said.

"I, you-what?" Peter asked, bringing his head off of me. "What did you just say?"

"I, uh, nothing."

It was the first time either of us had said it, and I was planning on saying it for a better time, but it seems that plan has failed.

"You said, you just told me that you love me."

"Um, yeah, ok, I did. I don't expect you to say it back or anything, you know what, I'm just going to go I'll see you later."

"No, Y/N/N, wait," He said, a look of pity on his face.

Everything slowed down, and I got out from underneath him, and went into my room. Closing the door behind me, I sat down on my bed, burying my face in my hands.

Well that was embarrassing.

A few seconds later, once Peter had realized what happened, he started banging on my door.

"Y/N/N. What the hell, open up, please."

"It's unlocked," I sighed.

"Oh," He chuckled. "Look, you ran off, what was that for?"

"I didn't mean to say that, yet. It's too soon, we've only been dating for like a month, Ned and Michelle just found out, and-"

"Holy shit, Y/N, shut up," He laughed, and walked over to me.

"Shut up? Dude," I said, and stood up from my bed.

"Just, be quiet, for one second, ok?"

"Alright," I crossed my arms and looked him in the eye.

"Y/N, you are seriously the best thing that has ever happened to me. And I love you too, so fucking much."

"Oh, you, you do?"

"Are you kidding? Of course."

"I'm sorry, I just panicked. I should've let you say something."

"It's ok," He whispered.

He traced my jawline with his right hand, and placed his left on my hip. I took a step closer, closing the gap between us a little more.

He leaned down, and his lips met mine. The kiss was very slow and loving, just us, in my room, in love.

Soon, it became more passionate, and his tongue ran across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I parted lips slightly, obliging.

I moved backwards, and he pushed me down carefully onto my bed. I crawled back to my pillows, him following. I tugged at the bottom of his shirt, and lifted it over his head.

"You sure you want this?" Peter muttered, kissing my neck softly.

"Yes," I replied, nodding my head.

"Ok, well, I've, uh, I've n-never done this before," He pulled away to see my face, panting a bit.

"It's ok, Pete, neither have I," I smiled.

He grinned back at me, and crashed his lips back onto mine.

~~~

"Wow," Peter breathed, laying back down beside me.

"Yeah. That was...amazing. It hurt at first, but I've heard that it's supposed to or something, but I'm ok," I spoke.

"Yeah, yeah it was. How do you feel now, are you ok? Did I hurt you?" He questioned, turning on his side to face me.

"No, Pete, of course not. I feel good," I replied, playing with the blankets that were covering us. "You know, it's funny. My dad was just talking to me about this."

"He, what?"

"Yeah, he, uh, said, 'I don't want any little Parkers running around.' And yet, here we are."

"Oh."

I nodded, and moved so I could lay my head on his chest.

"Promise you'll never leave me?"

"I promise. I'll always be here for you, no matter what. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Promise you'll always be there for me, no matter what?" He whispered softly.

"Always."

~~~

(A/N): You've reached the end of this book!

If you enjoyed, join me on July 13th, for the first chapter of the sequel to this book.

Thank you so much for all the support on this, and everybody who has been encouraging. 

- Spencer