#peter-man

You chuckled again, and smiled at him. "I know, Peter. We're in like two of the same classes,"

"Yeah I knew that, I just didn't know if you did…" Peter blushed, looking down at his food.

Ned kept giving Peter a look, as if to say something. But peter kept shaking his head and whispering "no,"

"Are you guys ok?" you questioned

"Yes," Peter said

"No," ned said simultaneously

You gave both of them a glance, trying to figure them out before going back to your homework.

"Y/N, Peter thinks you're pretty," Ned said quickly

"NO! NEd" Peter exclaimed

Before you could open your mouth to say anything, Peter began rambling

"Y/N don't listen to him, it's not true. I mean it is, but it's not. I mean you're pretty but i don't think you are. No - i mean - you're really pretty," he sighed and rested his head on the lunch table

You laughed, "Thanks? I think,"

"And don't worry Parker, I think you're pretty too."

Ever since that day that Peter and Ned sat at your lunch table over a year ago, the four of you had been great friends, and you and Peter were nearly inseparable.

You liked Peter. You had a crush on Peter. You loved Peter. You had said it a million times in your head, and complained to Michelle a million times on how much you wanted to be with him. But you just assumed that it would never happen. You were thoroughly convinced he could never like you back.

Even though you spent every second of every day pining for the awkward goof who sat across from you at your lunch table who you thought could never like you back, you just tried to cherish the friendship you had with him.

You cherished the days that you could go to his house and study, or the days where he wasn't working at his internship and he could come spend time with you at your house. And little did you know, Peter cherished this time too.

Every glance you stole of Peter, he stole just as many. Every second you spent wanting to kiss him, he thought of you just as long.

A few days before Junior homecoming, all four of you were still dateless. You were all sitting together at lunch, and Michelle had finally dug herself out of her book to talk to all of you.

"C'mon Y/N, why don't you just ask that guy you like to the dance?" she said

Peter shot his head up and looked at you "... wait… you like someone?"

You started blushing "I … uh Michelle I don't know what you're talking about…" you stammered

"Yes you do, c'mon just ask him," Michelle said

"No, sorry I really don't know what you're talking about,I actually don't think I'm going to go," you lied.

Peter frowned, put his head down and looked at his food.

"Or! I have an idea. We could just all go to the dance together," Ned suggested

"That! I like that idea," Peter said.

Michelle just shook her head at you, "well in that case why don't Peter and Y/N go together and Ned and I will go together,"

"I think that's a great idea," Ned chimed in.

You looked over at Peter, "Is that okay with you?" you asked

He nodded, and smiled at you.

When the bell rang, you walked with Michelle to your French class, "what the hell was that for!" you exclaimed

"I was just trying to help you out so you weren't pining for Parker anymore," she shrugged.

"Ok, well now you realize you have to come dress shopping with me," you said

"Actually, I'm already taking one for the team here and i'm going to have to dance with Ned,"

"You're coming with me. Tonight. And we will find something for both of us,"

The next day at lunch, you were all sitting with each other for lunch again.

"Michelle and I got dresses for the dance last night," you said

"Really what colour is your dress? Or maybe you could send me a picture. Just so I can match my tie and get you a corsage and stuff," Peter said

You smiled at him, "Yeah, I'll send you a picture of the dress tonight,"

On the night of the dance Peter came to pick you up. When you opened the door Peter looked up at you “wow, you look beautiful,”

You smiled “thanks Parker, you don’t look so bad yourself,”

“I got you a corsage,” he said, holding it out to you.

“Thanks Peter,” you said. He opened the box and put it on your wrist.

“Are you ready to go? We already picked up MJ and Ned, they’re waiting in the car with May,”

When you got to the dance, May told you all to have a good time and that she’d be back to pick you all up later. As you were walking in Peter offered you his arm, and you gladly took it.

Michelle looked back at the two of you and gave you a thumbs up.

“What was that about?” Peter asked

“Uh .. I’m really not sure,” you lied.

You got inside and weren’t really sure what to do.

“Do you uh… want to dance?” Peter asked

“Yeah, I’d really like that,” you smiled.

Peter unlinked your arms and offered you his hand. You gladly took it and followed him to the dance floor. You stood in front of him and placed your hands on his shoulders while he placed both his hands on your hips. One of your favourite songs was playing. Dress, by Taylor Swift. The song always reminded you of Peter. The lyrics reminded you of how you felt about him.

“You know you do look really pretty tonight,” Peter said

“Thanks Peter. I really appreciate it”

You both smiled and continued to dance.

“You know this song always reminded me of you. Especially tonight.” Peter said.

“Wait … what? This song reminds you of me?” You questioned

“What about the song reminds you of me?” You continued

“Well, it’s one of your favourites isn’t it? I always see you listening to it in class”

“Oh … yeah that’s true.” You affirmed.

You weren’t sure what else to say and danced quietly with Peter. Swaying softly.

“But wait … why does it remind you of me especially tonight?” You asked.

“Uh… no specific reason” Peter lied.

“I don’t believe you Parker, but whatever,”

“Fine. The lyrics remind me of you…” He mumbled.

“The lyrics?” You questioned, listening to the words they were being sung. You knew them off by heart. But you needed to know which ones reminded Peter of you.

“Yeah. When I saw you listened to it a couple times, I downloaded it and listened to it. It’s a nice song. It makes me think of you and just some of the lyrics remind me of you,”

“Well I know we didn’t meet with a buzz cut and bleached hair. So what lyrics, Parker?” You asked

He looked you in the eye “I don’t want to say.”

“Why?”

“Because I have a feeling you don’t feel the same way,” he said.

You looked at him, confused.

“Well Michelle said there’s a guy you like and I don’t want to say anything that ruins our friendship…” he continued.

“Are you saying that you feel about me, what the lyrics of the song are saying?” You asked

“I mean… yeah.” Peter admitted.

You smiled “I don’t want you like a best friend. Only bought this dress so you could take it off.” You said softly.

“Do you really mean that?” He asked

“You’re the guy Michelle was talking about, Parker. I like you.” You admitted.

Peter smiled “can I kiss you?”

You nodded and he gently pressed his lips against yours.

You leaned into Peter and moved your hands from his shoulders to around his neck.

“I didn’t know you liked me, Y/N” Peter said, pulling away.

“I’ve had a crush on you since way before you say at my lunch table and told me I wasn’t pretty”

“No Y/N I didn’t mean… I mean I’ve always thought … You’re beautiful” he stammered.

“I know, Peter. I’m messing with you,” you laughed.

Neither of you had realized that the song had changed, and you were the only two left slow dancing.

You and Peter looked around at everyone else, and then back at each other.

“Can we go somewhere else?” You asked

“I’d really like that,” Peter nodded.

You and Peter took each other’s hands and walked out of the gym, down the hall and into another room.

You stood there for a second before Peter spoke, “can we still dance?”

You nodded. Peter took out his phone and put on Dress. He placed it down on the table and then pulled you in close. You rested your head on his shoulder as you swayed back and forth.