Roll the clock to Sunday. It's been almost 2 days since Peter kissed you. You were freaking out. You don't know why because you've been in a relationship before... look at how that turned out...

You tried to see the good things that could come from this, but you were worried. You've always been afraid of relationships, but totally willing to get in one. It made no sense...

*buzz buzz* *buzz* *buzz buzz buzz*

Your phone was blowing up with Peter's texts and calls. Since you don't have read receipts on, you read them.

Peter:  (y/n) please talk to me

Peter:  (y/n)

Peter:  did I do something wrong?

Peter:  i need to sort this out w you!!

Peter:  (y/n)...hello?

Peter:  :(

Maybe it was the fact that you didn't want to ruin what you already have. You probably don't want to ruin the friendship you had with Peter, considering the aftermath of breakups. They don't just ruin the two parties, but breakups were collateral damage to other people.

You never told anyone this, not even your friends back at your old school. It was all kept to yourself and it was eating you inside.

'Why am I freaking out?? It was just a kiss!! It couldn't mean anything!!!'

You sighed throwing yourself face down on your bed. Oh by the way, your legs were feeling better. Didn't do much walking, which was probably the cure for soreness. Gotta love the pacer test and going try hard.

You reached for your phone and put in your earbuds that were already plugged in. You softly played some music, just incase your parents called you down. Turning around to lay on your back, you listened quietly trying to forget everything.

This only lasted through 3 songs...

"(Y/n)!!!" You hear your dad call out loudly.

"Yeah?!" You kinda scream back.

"Peter's here!!!"

'FUCK WHY!!!!'

Was your head exploding or did you accidentally hold the volume button and make your music louder. That blast of sounds made you yelp as you hurriedly turned the volume back down.

You started to hear footsteps. You pretended you were busy on your phone waiting for Peter to appear at your door.

'Well fuck me again I left the door wide fucking open...'

Going through Instagram as if you were busy, Peter's figure appeared at your door. You looked up at him once and reverted back to your phone. You felt bad ignoring him like this, but you had a reason to.

In your peripheral vision, Peter stretched out his arm and leaned on the door frame with it. You tried not to look at his muscular biceps and his stretched out figure.

After another second, you only stared at Peter. You paused your music with your earbuds still in. You honestly didn't know what to do.

"So are we just gonna have a staring contest or talk?" He asked putting his arm down that was leaning against the door frame and tucking his hand in his jean pocket.

You took out your earbuds. Putting your phone down on your bed, you stated to Peter, "There's nothing to talk about."

Peter approached you rather slowly, looking into your eyes trying to catch your attention. You were trying to avoid eye contact because you knew those feelings were gonna come back if you looked back.

"C'mon (y/n), you can't tell me that kiss didn't mean anything to you!" Peter exclaimed standing right in front of you. Since your bed was high, your eyes were almost leveled with his, but you still refused to look into his chocolate orbs.

"See! You can't even look at me directly." Peter put his hands on your waist since you were sitting on the edge of the bed. Your heart started fucking racing so fast you thought maybe Peter could hear it.

Staying silent, not knowing what to say, Peter only stared at you. Was he waiting for you to reply? Only silence.

"Peter," you finally lifted your eyes up at him, "It didn't mean anything." You said, your voice going to a thin whisper.

"It didn't mean anything, or you don't want it to?" Peter replied back, his face now a little closer than before. Without another word, he leaned in gently and placed his lips on yours.

You were shocked and frozen... again; you closed your eyes. Peter's grip on your waist was more firm and your hands were on your sides, propping you on your bed.

The next second, you moved your lips with his, moving your right arm around his neck. You pulled Peter a little closer feeling his body on yours.

Peter leaned back a little, removing his lips from yours. You took back your arm and opening your eyes to be looking directly into his own. You let out a breath and Peter smirked.

"We both know you enjoyed that." Peter said cockily. You rolled your eyes leaning further back. "So what?" You shrugged.

"So, will you be my girlfriend? That way I'll have an excuse to kiss you more." Peter grinned childishly. God those words.

"Kiss me again and I'll think about it."

This time, Peter cupped your face in his hands and almost crashed his lips onto yours. You pulled back a little and giggled at his sudden action. Then, Peter crawled on top of you and leaned down to your lips again once your back was on the bed. He kissed more passionately and you wrapped your arms around his neck. He kept moving his lips and you followed through.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair, tugging at some strands just for play.

"Is that a yes?" Peter asked once he separated from you, realizing you were into the kiss. You pursed your lips, embarrassment showing on your cheeks when you noted what you did.

You nodded once and Peter's lips curved into a smile. He leaned down again pecking your lips this time. But you knew, this was the first of many.

"I've been waiting for this kind of moment to happen once I saw you come into the principal's office." Peter stayed on top of you grinning. You kept twirling his hair between your fingers.

"Yeah me too." You confessed looking down slightly away from his eyes.

"I like you, (y/n). Like, I really really like you." Peter told scanning your eyes. The corner of your mouth curved upward.

"I really like you too, dumbass." You chuckled very very softly. Peter furrowed his brows and kinda pulled his head back.

"I thought you were calling me 'Parker'?" He put out his bottom lip and just like that same feeling on Friday, you actually made it happen. You pushed yourself up and kissed his bottom lip which ended up both you starting to makeout. This was definitely escalating quickly, but you were handling it.

"(Y/n)!! Peter!!" You heard your mom call. Your heart almost stopped beating when you heard her voice. You then felt Peter push himself off of you because you managed to hit his chest with your hands. Peter positioned himself right next to you on the bed. He started panting also getting a mini heart attack.

Your mom peeked her head at your door and smiled at the two of you. You gave a very cheeky grin. "You two hungry? We can order pizza."

"That sounds good, thanks mom." You said as slowly as you could and not seem suspicious. Your mom nodded before disappearing.

Both you and Peter let out a big breath.

"So..." He trailed.

"So..." You repeated.

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*boom* *boom* *boom* IT HAS HAPPENEDDDD. Yes there was a section that was the prologue itwaskindathepointlololol

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[ July 27, 2017 ]