You walked into school, your eyelids staring to get droopy with each step. Maybe because Peter stayed over until 1 am last night and you went to bed at 3. Not a great idea.

Stumbling to your locker, you saw Peter bent over, his head in his locker.

"G'morning." You yawned unzipping your bag. Peter didn't give a reply; he didn't even move.

"Peter?" You question moving the locker to look at him. He had his bag in the locker, his head resting upon it as he was catching up on some sleep. You smiled at how cute he looked sleeping.

You started to poke at him, but he didn't move. You poked harder at his bicep and Peter only twitched. You sighed, finishing up with your locker and closing it. With a book in your hand, since there was no space in your backpack, you brought it up and whacked it down on Peter's back to hopefully and finally wake him up.

He woke up in a shock, and with your quick reflexes, since he shot up his head, you put the book up above his head to make him hit it, making sure he doesn't hurt himself on the locker top. But your tactic only made him slam back down onto his backpack. He groaned, his eyes still closed.

You giggled moving closer to him. "Peter, wake up. You're in school." You sighed now only lighting hitting him with the book on your hand. Another minute passed and he got up. His eyes still closed, he turned to you. And then he opened his eyes. You smiled and he smiled back.

"Morning, babe." He leaned over and softly kissed your forehead. With that action, you brought yourself close to his chest as he wrapped his around around your waist and your back.

"I wanna go home." You pouted, your tired state taking over. Peter yawned. "Yeah me too."

*time skip to the end of the day*

Peter told you to go on as he was needed by a teacher. You did so, walking out the main entrance on your phone. As you were making your way down the steps, Mikey decided to run up next to you.

You didn't say anything, continuing with your phone.

"So, you and Peter are a thing, huh?" Mikey started off in a cocky tone. You rolled your eyes.

"So what?" You spat back obviously not wanting to talk to him. "Hey hey hey, don't be like that." Mikey put a hand on your shoulder, making you forcefully turn to him.

"Excuse you, I can be how I wanna be. You don't control me." You sassed at him looking at his fuckboy demeanor. Mikey only smirked, stepping closer to you. You didn't move.

"(Y/n), c'mon–" "Don't even get near me!" You exclaimed taking a step back.

"I just wanna talk." Mikey said smoothly. You rolled your eyes again. "There's nothing you can say that can 'woo' me." You scoffed turning your way to leave.

"(Y/n)!" Mikey's hand grabbed your wrist. You pulled back disgustedly. Does this guy not get a hint. "Don't fucking touch me, you bastard!!"

"You don't know what you're talking about!" Mikey chuckled as if this whole conversation was a joke. You only glared at him.

"You asswipe!! Do you really think you can take me back?! I know that look, Mikey." You said the last part in a quieter tone. "That look always brought me back to you when we fought. It's not gonna work this time!!"

Mikey only stared at you as if he was about to seduce you. You'd might as well throw up right there on his new shoes.

"(Y/n), that kiss–" "That kiss on my cousin crossed it, Mikey." You spat back shortly as you turned around again.

"C'mon I was kidding!!" Mikey laughed. "THATS YOUR FUCKING EXCUSE?!" You finally yelled at him, your blood boiling.

By this time, Peter exited the main doors of the school, seeing you and Mikey talking. He stepped back not knowing whether to intrude or not.

*Peter's POV*

"THATS YOUR FUCKING EXCUSE?!" (Y/n) screamed. My heart sank a little. Mikey put his hands up in defense as I watched.

"YOU FUCKING KISSED MY GODDAMN COUSIN WHEN I INVITED YOU OVER TO MY DAMN HOUSE. AND 'I WAS JUST KIDDING' IS AN EXCUSE YOU THINK I CAN TAKE?!" (Y/n) was infuriated. I've never seen her like this. It was scary to look at, but also kinda hot–no wait it was scary.

"(Y/n) it didn't mean anything!!" Mikey shot back.

'It didn't mean anything? That's what she said to me before...'

I started to walk down the steps, but one at the time, still not knowing whether to go in or not.

"IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER. KISSING SOMEONE ELSE IS CHEATING AND I'D HATE MYSELF IF I WAS WITH A CHEATER." (Y/n) took a heavy sigh after that blow. She glared at Mikey who wasn't fazed.

Then, Mikey got close to (y/n), and roughly wrapped his arms around her waist. That was when I ran down the steps. I broke them apart, pushing Mikey hopefully to make him fall down.

*Your POV*

Mikey took his arms and brought me close to him. I thought my heart was gonna fall out of my chest. I began wiggling in his arms to escape, but again, his athletic figure held me close.

Then all of a sudden, I felt someone push me away from Mikey. I focus my eyes and see brunette hair in front of me.

"Peter.." I whispered reaching for his arm. He didn't answer back. He only yelled at Mikey.

"Do you even have a brain?! She obviously didn't want anything to do with you!!" Peter yelled, more quietly than you.

Mikey got up, his taller figure towering Peter. You started to feel fear, knowing the fact that Mikey could take Peter right then and there. But Peter didn't move, or flinch.

"How would you know that, Parker?" Mikey sassed with a chuckle.

"Dude c'mon she was screaming at you..." Peter sighed in disappointment. Mikey scoffed. "Whatever." Then, Mikey pulled out his fist, bringing it back. Your eyes went wide as Mikey brought it down to Peter's face but–

Peter caught his fist.

You gasped in fear, afraid if Peter was gonna get hit.

"Peter!!" "(Y/n) step back!!"

You did so, watching the two boys fight. By then, a crowd of people who were still at the school made a circle around them.

Mikey looked at Peter with a questioning look. Peter only smirked, taking his leg and bringing down Mikey's fist that was in Peter's hand. Mikey was taken aback and Peter watched him stumble.

'Oh what the fuck...since when could Peter do that?! OH SHIT NO'

Mikey got back up and used his other fist and punched Peter, right-crossing his face. You almost cried.

But then Peter got back on his feet and took his right arm, also throwing a punch at Mikey. Since Peter was a bit shorter than Mikey, Peter clocked Mikey's head right under the chin. The crowd of people were giving 'ooo's or chanting the names who think would win. You just stood there in horror.

Mikey was delayed on his actions, so Peter took the opportunity to jump on Mikey, making them both fall down on the ground. Your eyes went wide as you felt a hand on your arm. You turned to see Michelle with a confused face. To your other side, you saw Ned who was hyped because Peter was winning.

Peter gave Mikey two more punches, one on each side. Mikey tried to take a hold of Peter, but Peter only punched him a couple more times. Now, Mikey was on the floor panting. Peter grabbed Mikey's collar of his shirt and brought his face close to his.

"Talk to her again, I'll push you. Touch her again, I'll punch you. If you get any ideas, I'll make sure you won't feel your face for 2 days." Peter said quietly, but loudly enough for almost everyone to hear. He looked at Mikey with menacing eyes. Mikey only looked back with slight fear. Peter threw down Mikey back on the ground before getting up. The crowd started to disperse among the campus.

As Peter turned to you, he saw your shocked and scared face. You put a hand to your mouth as Peter only embraced you in a hug. You hugged back, almost sobbing into his shoulder.

Mikey's friends got up and helped Mikey get up, and once he did, Mikey stated, "This isn't over, Parker!" before leaving.

Still crying, Michelle was rubbing your arm and Ned patted Peter's back.

"Damn, buddy. You showed him." Ned said with a nervous chuckled. Peter panted nodded, his hands running down your hair trying to comfort you.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow. Peter," Michelle looked up at him. "get some rest." That was it before you and Peter were left alone.

"I hate you." You mumbled in his chest, hearing his pacing heart beat start to slow down. "W-what?!" Peter replied. You pulled back, your mascara definitely dripping down your eyes. "I thought you were gonna get seriously hurt." Peter brought his thumbs and rubbed your cheek. He then realized he made your mascara slightly worse. His face showed it. You giggled, trying to push away the fact that you just saw Peter Parker fight Mikey.

"Let's go to my place. I'll fix you an ice pack for that." You pointed to a cut and a bruise that was forming on his left cheek from the blow Mikey gave him. Peter nodded as he took your hand. You two started off, but then you asked. "How'd you learn to fight like that?"

"Oh, uhm..."

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Long chapter again oopsiesss, but I hope it was a good read. Idek I make my chapters so long ;-;

Also, this is where Peter's secret is starting to unveil to the reader :33

And note, Ned does know Peter's secret

And another note (that I forgot to mention) you (as the reader) know that Peter is working at the stark internship.

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[ August 1, 2017 ]