Peter told you that he would be at the Ferris Wheel by 6 o'clock. It's now around 6:30 pm.

'This is so awkward just standing here, where is this fucker...'

With your arms trying to cover your torso, your hoodie apparently wasn't enough for the breezy evening. You held your phone in your hand waiting for a text or something from Peter.

*buzz buzz*

Immediately pulling your phone to your face, your expression turned into disappointment and upset.

Peter:  hey babe.. i'm really sorry but i can't make it to the fair. something came up

You put your hand down, closing your eyes to calm down your nerves. You took a deep breath before you felt another buzz. This time there was a picture

Peter:  i promise i'll make it up to you. pinky promise ❤️

There was a picture of Peter with his pinky up to the camera. He had a small smile on his face as well, and it calmed you down.

(Y/n):  you better not let me down, dumbass 🙄

You sent a similar picture back through the conversation to Peter.

Peter:  pinky promise 😇😇

Peter:  also, i sent Michelle and Ned to hang out with you since I couldn't 😶

You narrowed your eyes at the recent text from Peter, making sure you're reading what you see. Then as if on cue, you hear "(y/n)!!"

Looking up from your phone, you see Ned and Michelle walking towards you. Ned was carrying an ice cream cone while Michelle just had her arms crossed over her chest.

"Heard about the news, so we're here to make it all better!!" Ned exclaimed excitedly as he ate his ice cream. You giggled as you turned to Michelle. "I had nothing else to do." She shrugged. You playfully rolled your eyes.

"C'mon let's go. Don't know what Peter is doing, but all I know is that he's missing all the fun we're gonna have." You stated going in between your two friends and putting an arm around each pair on shoulders.

"What do you guys wanna do first? Rides or games?" You then asked as you three walked past people waiting in lines.

"Wait, so you're not mad about Peter not coming? He said he was gonna take you out today–" "Ned I'm trying to be optimistic about this whole situation because everything has been kinda weird and shitty." You interrupted Ned, not trying to sound mean. But you're glad he didn't take it too seriously because you then saw Ned shrug and continue eating his ice cream.

All of a sudden you gasped, startling Ned. Michelle only eyed you. You ignored her reaction as you ran to a shooting game booth where there was a giant panda hanging from the top.

Looking at it, you pointed to it. "How much to play?" You asked the guy inside the booth. "$3." He replied. You took out a $5 bill and handed it to the guy as he handed you two dollars back.

"(Y/n) are serious?" You heard Michelle's voice. You took the toy gun from the guy with determination in your eyes. "Yes."

*Peter's POV*

I'm suppose to be at the fair with (y/n), but nooooo. Mr. Stark had to call me in for an unscheduled training with Natasha.

"Tell me again why we're training now?" I asked ducking Natasha's foot in a not-so-technique-type-matter.

"Because.." She huffed taking her other leg and hitting my calf. I fell to the padded ground grunting. "I have other matters to handle tomorrow. C'mon, Parker!"

I got up with a push of my arms to face the skilled martial arts fighter. "You have to get up as fast as you can. And try not to fall down to not get up again." Natasha panted before taking out her fists at me. I nodded understanding.

"Okay.. okay..." I whispered as Natasha's hands began to swing at me. I dodged her first punch, but I got hit on the side with her other. I held my side in pain. "Peter!!" She called stopping her movements. "You're obviously distracted. You did better last training..." Her voice became soft with concern. I shook my head.

"It's nothing." I scoffed standing back up properly. "It's something." She crossed her arms waiting for me to explain. She knew that if I don't get serious with her, she would make me.

"I'm suppose to be on a date with someone." I finally caved in. I sighed throwing my head back with my hands to my eyes. "And I let her down... I was gonna make it up to her when I had to bide into Happy's calls and also for what happened with that white suited guy..." I faved Natasha with tiredness.

Her strong stance was still standing, but she stepped towards me carefully. "Why didn't you tell Tony?" She asked. I shook my head. "What was I suppose to say? 'Oh I have a girlfriend now and she was the one I saved a week ago and now I'm trying to make up for it!'" I replied in a mocking tone. "(Y/n) doesn't even know I'm Spider Man either!! To her, I'm suppose to be making up for the times I had to leave her because Happy kept calling!"

Then there was only silence that filled the room. Natasha looked down speechless.

"I-I'm sorry I just spilled that all to you. You don't have to say anything–" "No.." She stopped me. "No it's okay. It's just that.." She took a deep breath.

"No one really opened themselves like that to me in a while. It feels nice to know that someone trusts me with what they had to confide." She bowed her head down.

I approached Natasha and she pulled her head back up. "Please don't tell Mr. Stark. He doesn't know I know that girl and that girl doesn't know I'm Spider Man..." She looked up at me with faithful eyes and nodded.

"Do you plan on telling him, though?" She added in. I stepped back thinking with my eyebrows furrowed. "I don't know yet... but I want (y/n) to find out my secret before I tell Mr. Stark." I shrugged nervously scratching the back of my neck.

"That's a nice name for your girlfriend, by the way." Natasha complimented. I nodded with a cheeky grin. "Y-yeah it is." I said with a lovey tone.

"Alright, Parker. We have to finish this session." Natasha became serious again. My eyes went wide as I saw her pull a kick through my stomach, but I managed to dodge it just in time. Then she stepped forward and swung her arm towards my head but I pulled back. She then stopped with a smirk.

"Good job on paying attention. Keep it up."

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[ August 7, 2017 ]