Peter knew everything about Laura jean. He prided himself on it and would spend the rest of his life learning if that's why it took to know the enigma that is Laura jean. Her hopes and fears, how to tell when she was lying and her favorite foods. He knew her.

Except for this...

He didn't know about the anxiety that had been plaguing her life ever since the death of her mom. Sure he knows about the hurt her death left behind. But he doesn't know how kitty meeting a new friend, rollercoasters or big crowds send her into a wheezing fit.

He didn't know about the ever present fear coursing through her veins or the way changing plans would wreck her.

Things that she has tried her hardest to hide.

Her father understands her hesitation and respects her need for space and Kitty doesn't fully grasp the situation so she isn't a concern either.

But she has been in a very real relationship with Peter Kavinsky for around four months now and Margot is lecturing her over Skype of all things on why she should tell Peter.

Laura Jean doesn't like this idea much at all. She likes the way he respects her bravery. She's made it this far without him suspecting anything, so why ruin that now. But then Margot shining through her laptop reminding her that Peter loves her and this won't change anything, how if it does then he never deserved her affection in the first place.

Her silence is met with more authority as Margot asked her how long she plans on hiding this, till they're in college, married, retired?

Laura jean can stomach all these things, but she'd be lying is she said her stomach didn't churn just a little when Margot asks what happens if he catches her mid panic attack? How hurt would he be to find out she kept that from him?

But she's pushes that deep down to churn in the pit of her stomach with other unresolved questions like if she was pretty or smart enough.

xxxxxx

It's been three months since the fated video chat with go go and LJ is feeling good. She made a list of excuses to use just in case.

She imagines that if Peter finds out it'll be over something like gen or a test all easy enough excuses to her panic. She didn't think it would happen like this.

Laura jean was going to meet peter at a back to school party hosted by one of his soccer friends.

Though, apprehensive she makes it fine the whole way there - because yes she is driving now thanks to the dutiful hell of her instructor, one Peter Kavinsky - but as she walks in the door the familiar pain settles in the pit of her stomach as she looks around for her boyfriend to no avail. As she pauses at the keg slightly to the side she ends up downing a beer in hopes of masking her insecurity.

It does a good job because as Peter looks on at her from the floor above he sees nothing wrong with his gorgeous girlfriend. Content to just admire from afar for a second. Thinking of how fucking lucky he is that he gets the privilege to know the anomaly that is Laura jean.

That is until he spots her turn on her heel and swiftly leave. As he looks on through the vast wall of windows he assumes she forgot something - which is a common thing for his hot mess of a girlfriend. but everything changes at warp speed as she power walks - yes, power walks because she is a 90 year old woman with her arms pumping and everything - out to her car and promptly hops in to turn on the vehicle and speed out of the street something similar to a James Bond film.

He tries calling her four times each going to her voicemail box before he too heads to his car and starts speeding his way to Laura jeans house.

As he pulls up he notices the substandard parking job, he had though they worked on that in the many Saturday morning driving lessons. But he walks up the pathway to their door to find it unlocked. He tentatively heads inside only to remember that it was Saturday night so kitty was at a sleepover and Dr. Covey was at the hospital so he quickly moved up the stairs and softly opened up her door.

...

"Laura jean?!"

To be continued...