TRIGGER WARNING
really short imagine lmao, sorry y'all and it sucks too so I'm sorry for that😖😣
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       "This really isn't my type of thing.." Peter shrugged looking around at the party, it was one of Flash's friends.
         "Hey," I grabbed his hands on mine and pulled him close to me. His cheeks reddened and his eyes widened slightly as he was closer to me. "Dance with me."
          He put his hands gently on my hips as I danced. After a few minutes of ridiculous dancing, I set down my red cup of alcohol on the counter. I turned around to go back to him but found Peter standing closer to the wall and talking to MJ who seemed completely disinterested.
     I felt a pang of jealousy but set it aside. Peter was too good for me, he wouldn't like me like that. Right?
    I shook my head slightly out of my thought and saw that my drink was off from its original spot.
     I thought nothing of it and downed it quickly trying to numb any sort of confusing feelings. Peter leaned in closer to MJ's side and felt sick to my stomach. I faced the counter immediately looking for something to take my mind off of my jumbled feelings.
        "Hi," I felt like the world was spinning when I looked at the boy who spoke to me. He had brown hair like Peter, I wonder if it was soft like his. "I saw you dancing."
         His words blurred like my vision did. Colors popped out at me in the dark party and I found myself leaning against the boy as he walked me upstairs.
         "Get out of my way, she's drunk. I'm not letting her go up there with him." I heard the voice scream from below. It was from Peter, my Peter. I tried to put all of my weight towards the wall on the staircase, I didn't want to go.
            "He said not to let anyone up there."
            "I'm not going to let this happen-"
            "He said-"
            "I don't care what he said. Get the hell out of my way, now." I heard Peter's voice go deadly, the boy who brought me up the steps, let go of my leaning body. I felt myself drop, expecting to hit the ground, I felt two strong arms wrap around me. The scent was familiar, it felt like I was home again.
             "I've got you," he whispered as he walked me downstairs. "I'm taking you home. Don't worry, I've got you. I'm here."
             "Peter.."
             "I'm not letting go, I promise."
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A/n: this is inspired by a bad nightmare I had this year ✌🏻😙 am I the only one who gets like a bunch of nightmares for no reason and sometimes when they're stressed????? I should be asleep because it's like 3am but I do not want to deal with nightmares 😤
anyways the nightmare WHEW scary times. Basically it was my best friend and I trust him so much but in the dream he basically like drugged me with idk cough syrup?? And the guy who helped him was this player at our school. And at the end of the dream I confronted them before driving and crashing✌🏻 sooo fun bit TMI but nightmares SUCK