The two rushed to Peter's hotel room and shut the door behind them. "I can't believe I gave him the Edith glasses."

"Who the hell is Edith-"

"Meg, this is serious!" Peter exclaims. Anyone could tell how stressed he was, and Megan definitely noticed it. "How could I be so-"

Megan tripped over one of the legs of Peter's bed frame, but when Peter tried to catch her he ended up falling on the floor with her.

While she laid flat on her back, he had his hands pressed on the ground with their faces inches apart. Peter couldn't tell if the look in her eyes were fear or desire, but it was more fear with a hint of desire that she didn't want to admit.

"Um." She froze. Megan wasn't sure what to do with him being so close to her, mainly because she could feel him breathing on her and he could just lean in and kiss her right now. Of course he wanted to kiss her, but if he did that would only make things worse and more awkward than they already were.

"I should-"

"Yeah."

Peter quickly got up and extended his hand to pull her up, and she gladly grabbed it. The moment their hands touched their was some sort of spark, and they both chose to ignore it.

"Thanks." Megan awkwardly smiled.

"No problem." He says, but they had to get to business. "Um, I have to call Mr. Fury and tell him Beck's a fraud but I think he tapped my phone and he probably has killer drones after me."

"You had access to killer drones?" She asked in a very confused and fearful way.

"Yeah, but I didn't really want them after I almost blew up the bus and killed Brad." Peter shrugged, which didn't sound any better.

"You tried to kill Brad?" Megan questioned. "That's MJ's potential boyfriend! Well, I hope."

"Oh, come on. He's not as innocent as you think." He said, hinting to Brad trying to blackmail him over that stupid photo.

Megan raised an eyebrow. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"It's not important right now!"

"Fine." She rolled her eyes. "But what are you gonna do? You're kinda fucked if you stay here."

"Uh, I need my suit and I have to go to Berlin and talk to Mr. Fury in person-" Peter takes off his shirt in front of Megan without thinking, and she immediately notices how ripped he is. She didn't mean to have her eyes immediately go down to his physique, but she couldn't help it.

"I'll just turn around..." She coughs. While Peter was getting changed into his suit, Megan tried her very best to not peak a look, but she did anyway. Luckily she didn't get caught in the act.

Once Peter was suited up, he zipped up his suit and gave Megan the all clear to turn around. She looks at him in the suit, giving her many reminders of their failure to be something. There she stood in front of him, wishing she could go back to simpler times. Even back when she didn't know it was Peter who was Spider-Man.

Megan grazes her fingers against the fabric of his suit, holding back tears. It felt irrational to be this emotional, but this situation was all too dangerous for anyone to handle.

She sighs and looks up to him, trying her best to remain strong. "You should get going."

Peter saw the look in Megan's eyes as she looked at him. He saw that she hated how it had to be this way. He hated it too, but shit happens for a reason.

"Hey, Meg?" Megan perks up and immediately stops frowning the moment he spoke. "Do you think we could ever be something? Something more?"

"If I am what you choose." She says quietly. It was selfish and she knew it, but her intentions were good. Megan hated to see Peter hurt, and she had seen him hurt countless times. Every time it stung her the same, and she would never be able to act like it was okay.

In a moment of hope, Peter goes to grab for Megan's hand, but she moves her hand away in rejection. He couldn't blame her for doing it, even if it hurt him.

Megan had yet to come to terms with her feelings towards Peter, feelings that would never be normal. Even if they were together it would forever be complicated, but hopefully one day she could accept that.

Ned walks into the room unannounced, and Megan quickly steps away from Peter as if they didn't share such a small yet intense moment. "Woah, I didn't know you guys were into kinky shit-"

"Ned, gross!" Peter yelled. "Look, Mysterio is a fraud."

"But he saved me and Betty's lives." Ned said.

"He's been faking the whole thing with illusion tech." Megan tells Ned, but he was kind of confused by it.

"Yeah, he's using like hologram detectors." Peter adds.

"Woah. That's crazy."

"Obviously!" She exclaimed. "It's more than crazy. It's insane!"

"So, were you guys like working the case together?" Ned asked. "Is Pegan back-"

"Ha, no." Megan cuts him off. "I had my suspicions but I didn't expect this."

Peter quickly thought of not so great plan to explain his disappearance, and it required his best friend's help. "Ned, I need you to call May and get her to call Mr. Harrington to say that she wanted me to stay with family in Berlin until this all blows over. Okay?"

"Got it." He says without a thought.

"What about me?" Megan asks. She couldn't just stand there and do nothing.

"What about you?" Peter questioned.

"Can't I like go with you or something? I'm the one who found the evidence." It was clear that Megan wanted to help out, but she would be in too much danger.

"No way." He said. "I need you to stay here."

"Seriously?" She complained. "Don't forget I was your girl in the chair!"

"Please don't argue with me." Peter says quietly. "I have to handle this."

"Peter."

"I'm tired of losing people I care about. I can't lose you too."

"I... fine."

"I gotta go." Peter kisses Megan on the cheek (again, without thinking) and starts to climb out the window.

"W-wait!" Peter stops and turns to Megan, wondering why she had stopped him. She really wanted to ask why he kissed her on the cheek, but the projector he mistakenly forgotten was more important.

"The projector." She tosses the projector to Peter, who catches it perfectly. "I think you'll most definitely need it."

"Thanks." He says. "And don't tell anyone about this. Anyone who knows will be in danger."

"Be safe."

"You too." And with that Peter leaves the hotel, on his way to Berlin to stop Mysterio, leaving Megan and Ned standing there.

"I hope you make it, Peter." Megan whispers to herself. "Cause I don't know what I'd do without you either."

Megan notices the scrunchie she gave him sitting on the bedside table, and snatches it for the sake of incase he didn't make it tomorrow. She put it around her wrist, and looks down at it with the thought of Peter.

"So, you and Peter again huh?" Ned asked, walking up to her. "Thank god. I thought there was no hope for love anymore besides me and Bett-"

"It's not like that." She interrupts. If only she would understand.

"Are you sure?" He questioned. "He kissed you on the cheek and you're wearing his jacket."

"First of all, I was cold. But I don't know why he did that." Megan replied, looking out the window.

"Well it's probably because he's super in love with you and wants you back." She was definitely aware of that, but Megan wasn't sure if she felt the same. "I know."

"You do?"

"He said he loved me before we came here." She confessed to Ned, shocking him. "He said he loved you?"

Megan realized what she had said out loud, and regretted that she told Ned. "What? No! I said nothing! I should go to bed. It's been a LONG night."

"Pegan will rise, Meg!" Megan says nothing back and leaves the hotel room, shutting the door behind her.

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Diary Entry #6

He loves me.

Peter loves me.

Peter Parker loves me.

Peter Benjamin Parker said he loves me.

Peter, the boy who I've known since kindergarten, said he loves me.

Can't I just go back to kindergarten? I remember the first day of kindergarten actually. Peter walked up to lonely ol me since MJ wasn't in my class and said "Hi, I'm Peter. You're really pretty. Wanna be friends?" And you wanna know what my dumbass said? "Ew. Go away."

In times when someone like Peter says that they love you, don't you just wish you could say "Ew. Go away."? Cause I sure as hell wish I could've in that time. And instead of saying that, I asked him like the idiot I am if he loved me as friends. AS FRIENDS? WHAT WAS I THINKING?

Look, I'm a mess. I know it. But why would Peter love a mess like me? Even better, why would Peter love me after that one night? He broke my heart but I broke his.

Do I love Peter? I don't know. How am I supposed to know? I've spent my time hating him when he's spent his time loving me. I just wish I could go back to when there were no dumb feelings involved. I hate this.

God, I feel like Meg in that one scene in Hercules. WAIT A MINUTE-

You know what? I'm just gonna shut up.

I won't say I'm in love,

Meg

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After her talk with Ned, Megan stormed back to her hotel room without a care if anyone heard her extremely loud footsteps. She was "walking with purpose", which she claims to do a lot.

She fiddled with the key before unlocking the door, then immediately rushes into the room and slams the door behind her. Michelle, who was surprisingly dead asleep, wakes up by the noise.

"Dude, I have a tase- Meg?" Megan doesn't say anything back, and just plants her face into her pillow. "Are you wearing Peter's jacket?"

Megan sits up, looking as if she were insane. "Yes, and what about it? God, stupid Peter and his stupid feelings-"

"Woah, woah, woah." Megan is cut off by Michelle, who was intrigued by the word feelings. "What feelings?"

""I think I'm in love with you" he said. In love? With me? I can't!" It was clear to Michelle that Megan was an absolute mess right now. The L word was a pretty big thing, especially when you're sixteen.

"In love?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yes!" Megan yelled. "In love!"

"Well did you say you love him too?" Michelle asked. Well of COURSE she didn't!

"Why would I say that?" Megan questioned like the idiot she claims to be.

"Cause you're clearly in love with him too?"

"What if I don't know that?" It would take lots of thinking and realization for Megan to know, but right now it was to be determined.

"Deep down you do." Michelle said. "I'm going back to bed-"

"Wait!" She interrupted Michelle in desperation.

"Hm?"

"What should I do?" Megan asked, begging for an answer or some sort of stupid sage wisdom. She desperately needed some sort of sign. If she was at the diner and Sadie was still there she would get the advice she needed.

"Tell him how you feel next time you see him." Here's the thing, Megan didn't know 1. How she really felt and 2. When would she see Peter again, or would she ever see him again. He could be dead and she wouldn't know. It was only a matter of time for her to find out.

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Bonus Scene!!

"Peter, what's going on?" "Megan" asks frantically. It wasn't really her, it was just an illusion to trick Peter, but he knew better. "Help me!"

"I know it's not real!" Peter yells for Mysterio to hear him.

"Do you?" Mysterio pops up then grabs her by the neck and starts to choke her.

"I... need... you..." She says slowly as Mysterio tightens his grip more and more.

"You can't trick me, Quentin." He spat. "Because Megan isn't a damsel in distress!"

"Well then." Mysterio drops the fake Megan into the abyss, and her screams as she "fell" somewhat haunted Peter more than it should have. Of course it wasn't real, but he sure was hell didn't want that to happen ever.

Despite Peter knowing it was just an illusion, he jumps off to try and save Megan, then lands on the cold, hard ground with no Megan in sight.

Peter continues his fight with Mysterio, now driven with some sort of determination, and that determination was to see Megan again. Even if she didn't love him for real, she still mattered so much to him.

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