CHAPTER I

Author's Note: My first song fic! "Always Attract- You Me At Six" It's a beautiful song, anyway enjoy!

Word Count: 2,008

I will be continuing this fic with the rest of the song! Please review it honestly means so much to me!

If it hurts this much,

Then it must be love,

And it's a lottery,

I can't wait to draw your name.

Both of them were becoming withdrawn from the world. Neither wanted to be involved in social situations anymore. Neither talked to anyone from school. They just both walked the halls, silently missing each other.

Gwen stayed in her room, practically consumed with grief and Peter spent most of his time as spider man instead of Peter Parker. They hadn't talked in a long time. She was longing for him and he was desperately trying to maintain some self control, to keep away.

He knew how Gwen was handling her fathers death and the answer was - not well. She had barley left her room and was not eating.

Mixed in with the sorrow was her unexplained feelings for her bug boy. She understood that he wanted to honor her fathers last wish but she needed him right now. He was the only one who could make her feel some what whole again.

"I guess if it hurts this much, then it must be love." She said to herself surrounded by empty air and the darkness of her room.

Oh, I'm trying to get to you,

But time isn't on my side,

The truth's the worst I could do,

And I guess that I have lied.

Peter missed her like he could never describe. He was positive that even without her here he had fallen head over heels in love with her. All he wanted was to climb through her window and wipe the tears from her cheeks and just hold her all night.

He wanted to tell her that he loved her, and that he would always stay with her. He wanted to be with her forever.

"People are going to get hurt, so leave Gwen out of it." The captains words echoed throughout his mind. He couldn't stand the thought of her getting hurt- because of him no less.

Every time he had convinced himself that it was time to talk to her, when he saw her green eyes, they had always been filled with hurt. And what was worse was that he had made them like that. He was the one who was hurting her. And he hated himself for it. He wanted to comfort her. He wanted to be there to hold her while she was grieving. He just wanted her to know that he would always look after her. He wanted to tell her the truth. But he knew he couldn't fucking risk it.

When she looked at him, he always tried to smile, but it never met his eyes. He couldn't genuinely smile because he always saw pain swirling around in her green iris'. And he always seemed to get lost in them. Why did I have to fall in love with her. Why do I have to be spider man. He spent a lot more time cursing at himself that he should have.

"I know the truth's the worst I could do. And I guess that I have lied. I won't let you get hurt because of me." He said to himself.

Keeping me awake,

It's been like this now for days,

He sat in his room. Tossing and turning all night. Looking at his clock he saw the green numbers show that it was past three in the morning and all he could think of is what it would be like to have her laying next to him. Her small body wrapped in his protective embrace. He hadn't had a sound sleep since they had broken up.

Purple bags had formed under his eyes from lack of sleep, but he was used to his rough nights. They've been like this for days.

My heart is out at sea,

My head all over the place,

Gwen stared at her ceiling for what seemed like hours. Trying to convince herself to think of anything other than that boy. He didn't want her, so why couldn't she convince herself to let go?

"Because you're in love with him", she answered herself. Clenching her jaw, she hated him. He had taken her heart out to sea, and she couldn't get it back.

And even worse, she couldn't get his goofy smile and adorable stuttering out of her mind. Groaning, Gwen buried her face into her pillow trying to settle her mind so she could sleep before the sun came up.

I'm losing sense of time,

And everything tastes the same,

Peter could never keep track of the hours that passed by. All he knew was that every second that went by was a second he could have been spending with her..

"You'll end up getting her killed you fucking idiot." He had no doubt that if one of his enemies knew they were involved. They would use her against him. He could handle putting him self in danger, but not her. She meant the world to him. Even if she hated him for avoiding her, at least she was alive and safe.

Everything he felt was the same. There was a hollow pit in his stomach that no happy memory could fill. In fact, it was just enough space for a beautiful blonde.

I'll be home in a day,

I fear that's a month too late.

"Fuck it. I need to see her." Peter pushed himself out of bed so fast he almost fell over. He got dressed quicker than he ever had before and opened his window, letting a the cool New York air fill his room.

He jumped out of his window and swung to her window. He knew the way to her room all too well. He wouldn't be able to live if he hadn't been keeping an eye on her. When he got there he quietly landed and sat on the fire escape.

She had a little light on, writing in the book she kept on her nightstand. She soft glow of the book light was just enough for him to see the tears collecting around her eyes and the reflection off of her messy blonde locks.

Peter noticed that Gwen had bags under her eyes as well and judging from the time, he knew she hadn't been sleeping well.

"I hope she doesn't hate me. I hope I'm not too late." He whispered to himself as he delicately knocked on her window.

That night i slept,

On your side of the bed so,

It was ready when you got home,

When she heard the tap on her window her stomach filled with butterflies. What was he doing here? She didn't move because of the shock. But when she came to her senses she kicked the covers off and stumbled over to her window. Quickly unlocking it and sliding the glass up, the crisp air filled her lungs and made her shiver slightly.

He had nothing to say but a simple, "hi", with a small smile.

"Hi", she responded. "Are you going to come in?" He nodded and stepped inside her room. As she turned to close and lock her window, she moved to her door and did the same. While she was moving she could feel his eyes on her. Suddenly becoming very aware that she was standing in front of him in nothing but one of his shirts and a underwear.

Fumbling with the end of the shirt she looked to the floor and mumbled, "I hope you don't mind that I kept it, I mean it just reminds me of you, if you want I can change and I can give it back, unless you want me to wash it-" she rambled until he cut her off by placing a finger to her lips.

"I love that you're wearing my shirt, Gwen." She smiled slightly at this.

Gwen cleared her throat before saying, "so.. did you come to talk?" He nodded and she took his warm hand in her cold one and tugged on his arm, pulling him over to the bed.

"Well let's at least sit down, I have a feeling this is going to be a long conversation." He complied and sat on his side of the bed. The side he always slept on when he spent the night. Gwen liked to sleep between him and the wall. So he would always lay behind her with an arm wrapped around her small waist, holding her tightly to him.

She had left his side of the bed made, almost as if ready for him, whenever he came back. He smiled at the old memories.

We're like nougats and crosses in that

Opposites always attract.

When they got settled they were sitting criss cross across from each other. Gwen had her back against the wall and their knees were touching.

He placed a hand on her knee and her eye lids involuntarily closed and his familiar touch. "I missed you so much Gwen." He whispered into her ear. When she opened her eyes his lips were inches from hers.

"I missed you too, Peter." He sighed and kissed her cheek.

"I'm scared." He confessed to her. "If you got hurt because of me.. I- I don't know what I would do, Gwen. I can't imagine anything ever happening to you. Especially not because of me. I would do anything to keep you out of harms way, and being my girlfriend will definitely put you in danger." He was ready to pull her into his arms. They were sitting next to each other. So close. But he hadn't been near her in over a month. It didn't feel close enough. He had to restrain himself from pulling her onto his lap and hugging her tightly.

She kept her eyes focused on her hands and she fumbled with them in her lap. He covered her hands with his and she looked into his brown eyes. "I want to be with you Peter."

He released her hands and cupped her cheeks, using the pad of his thumbs to wipe her tears away. "I love you Gwen, I love you so much it hurts." She mustered up all the courage she had in her and pressed her soft lips to his.

He kissed her back with such urgency, she didn't know it was possible. He moaned in the back of his throat and laid her back onto the covers, wanting to get as close to her as physically possible. God this girl is going to be the death of me. He loved the way her body fit against his. Almost perfectly. Like they were physically made to be together.

"I can't let you go ever again. I wont be able to." He admitted to her, and she smiled against his lips.

"Good. Because I'm not going to let you leave me again, Peter. I need you around."

They were drawn to each other like magnets. He honestly could not have stayed away from her. And he knew it. He knew it was only a matter of time before he caved.

He was impulsive and she was an over thinker.

He was daring and she was cautious.

But, opposites always attract.

Author's Note: I will continue this fan fiction with the rest of the song (Always Attract- by You Me at Six)

I thought it was just a fluffy one shot so let me know what you guys think, this was my first song fiction.

I really hope the Layout didn't confuse anyone