Hi I'm currently writing this as I sit in the bathroom stall at school and cry :)

But it was finished at home

:)

~unedited~

(Also this is kinda bad but kinda not, you get me?)

TW? Not really sure, if you read it and think it does tell me and I'll put one.

You can read now.

I knew from first day I saw Peter Parker walk into the classroom that we were meant to be.

He's beyond perfect.

His hair is curly on the days he doesn't gel it down, his eyes are big and bright, not to mention the muscles.

He tries to hide his muscles, but they're just so perfect.

I walked over to Peter's desk one day to ask him how his paper was going and he was just being so cute.

~le flashbacc~

"Hey, how's the paper going?" I asked, standing over at Peter's desk.

Peter smiled bashfully, his cheeks turning a rosy red. "It's going alright," Peter replied, smiling up at me.

I smiled back and rested my arm on his bicep, squeezing his muscle.

Peter giggled and kept doing his paper as I walked back to my desk and sat down

~end of le flashbacc~

Peter was just the perfect guy for me.

I could tell by the way he would talk to me and look at me that he liked me too.

I remember last week when he told me I was beautiful.

~another le flashbacc~

"You're to beautiful to be single," Peter told me. A red tint to his cheeks as he giggled.

I put my hand on his, "Peter, you're to handsome to be single."

Peter laughed and looked at me longingly.

"See you later, Parker." I giggled and got up, leaving Peter to stare as I walked away.

~end of le flashbacc~

It's crazy how much I love Peter.

He's just so damn perfect it's hard not to.

(I'm done with the le flashbacc so I'm just doing the flashbacc's in italics now)

"You know what Parker?" I asked.

He hummed in reply, still looking at his work.

"You're really smart."

A blush formed on his face. "Thanks."

"And you're really handsome."

Peter giggled, that breathtaking sound coming from his mouth gave me butterflies.

Oh God, I love him.

Let's just face it.

Me and Peter Parker are basically a couple.

We love each other.

"Have you ever wanted to be in a relationship, Peter?"

Peter shrugged, smiling at me. "Not really. Not until I met you."

I giggle and took his hand in mine.

"You're so perfect Peter. I like you, I really do."

The next day, Peter came back to school with awful news.

"We should stop talking to each other like this. We can't be in a relationship," Peter said this with pain in his eyes.

I reached out and grabbed his hand, "Why not, love?"

He pulled his hands from mine. "My dad won't let me. He doesn't understand how much I love you."

I smiled, "Peter. Come to my house after school. There we can be alone and talk things out. We can convince your dad that we love each other. Trust me."

Peter shook his head yes and left the classroom with the rest of the kids.

That was a few hours ago. Peter is now sitting in my desk chair waiting for me to come back in with a plan.

A plan on how we can be together.

Peter's POV

"Hey Peter, how's the paper going?"

I laughed nervously and blushed at how close the person was to me as I responded, "It's going alright."

I smiled as I looked up at them, not wanting to be rude.

They smiled and rested their hand on my bicep, squeezing the muscle.

I giggled uncomfortably and tried to keep doing my work.

Finally they walked back to his desk, sitting back down.

They just creep me out.

They're obsessed with me and it's scaring me.

I remember last week when they basically forced me to compliment them.

"Oh come on, tell me I'm to beautiful to be single. Do it Peter."

I shook my head, the rest of the class had left for lunch and this person had caught my arm before I left.

"Don't be rude, Peter. Just do it."

The look in their eyes were scaring me at this point. So I did as they asked.

"You're t-to b-beautiful to be si-single." I did as they asked. And it made me feel disgusting.

I blushed in embarrassment, laughing uncomfortably to try and make myself believe this is all fake.

Then they placed their hand on mine. "Peter, you're to handsome to be single"

I laughed a nervous laugh, looking at nervously. I wanted their hand off mine.

It was cold and clammy, and their girl was so tight it was starting to hurt.

Finally they let go, getting up and saying one last thing to me.

"See you later, Parker."

I shuddered as they walked away.

I didn't want to admit it. But they scare the literal shit out of me.

They've figured out how to control me.

And I hate it.

"You know what Parker?" They asked as they came up to me one day in class.

I hummed in reply, still looking at my work to distract myself from him.

"You're really smart."

A blush of unease formed on my face. "Thanks," I was trying not to be rude.

"And you're really handsome."

I giggled in slight fear as they finally walked away.

He thinks we're in a relationship and I don't like it.

I don't like him.

"Have you ever wanted to be in a relationship, Peter?"

I shrugged, smiling at him politely. "Not really. Not until I met Wade."

He giggle and took his hand in mine.

"You're so perfect Peter. I like you, I really do."

I don't like him.

I like my boyfriend.

I like Wade.

But somehow they've made up a fantasy in their mind that we've together.

So I told my dad.

"Tell that sicko to leave you the hell alone. And if they don't, you tell me. You tell me and I'll take care of it. Because that person is sick in the head. They aren't safe."

So that's why I did.

I told them to leave me alone in the nicest way possible.

"You should stop talking to me like this. We can't be in a relationship," I said with nervousness clear in my eyes.

He reached out and grabbed his hand, "Why not, love?"

I pulled my hands from theirs. "My dad won't let you. He understands how much you like me, and it's wrong."

He smiled, completely ignoring some of my words. "Peter. Come to my house after school. There we can be alone and talk things out. We can convince your dad that we love each other. Trust me."

I shook his head no and quickly left the room, shaking with fear.

I refused to get I to the car with him, I really did.

But without using my super strength, they were way stronger than me.

I walked out of school, waiting for Happy's car to pull up.

"Peter! Let's go."

I saw the man that creeped the shit out of me in the car.

I shook my head no. I didn't want to go with this man.

But he didn't listen.

There was no kids to help me.

They had all left already

He dragged me into his car without a single soul witnessing what was happening.

He threw me into the trunk and drove off.

I started hyperventilating as I realized that this crazy man has kidnapped me.

And only the Lord knows what he was going to do with me.

I tried to speak and talk to Karen, but I couldn't get the words to come out.

So, I eventually passed out.

End of part 1.

Part 2?

🥒 "oH mEh GoD, iTs A sAlTy CuCuMbEr"