I finally convinced my self to continue this story ;D so here is chapter 2! ENJOY! p.s. please go read my other stories! they feel neglected ;)
Chapter 2: Kisses
"Well," the beautiful blonde boy began. "You coming or what?" he held out his hand. Wendy carefully examined his hand... she though carefully before replying.
"Back to... to Neverland?" She asked. She knew that he was obviously talking about the magically breathtaking land. Peter nodded.
"Of course! Where else?" Wendy smiled. Oh how she had missed his voice.
"But what about John? And Michael? Oh, and the Lost Boys of course!" Wendy remembered. Neverland was their home for quite sometime... wouldn't they want to return too?
"Oh... right. The Lost Boys... Well I was wondering if only we could go..." Peter said, looking down and fiddling with something on his belt. Wendy was distracted by it for a moment... noticing how it shined in the moonlight. She spoke again, still staring at the tiny object.
"As in... just you... and I?" She was still trying to see what it was through Peter's fiddling.
"...Yes..." He mumbled, not removing is gaze from the object. Wendy gasped and realized what it was.
"Peter! You kept it!" she shouted.
"What?" He said, snapping his head up to look into Wendy's eyes.
"My kiss! You kept my kiss!"
"Of course I did, Wendy! But, i assume you no longer have mine..." Wendy looked offended.
"For your information Mr. Pan, It is right here," Wendy said, revealing the necklace which had fallen under the top of her nightgown. Peter smiled widely. "I have never taken it off since the night you gave it to me."
"Wow. That... really means a lot to me, Wendy." His appreciative words made Wendy's smile double in size.
"Now, about going back to Neverland..." she began. Peter nodded, listening 110%. "Will it simply be a visit? I could return home after we are through with our adventure?"
"If you want it to be," Peter said in a sad tone. Wendy didn't want to leave Peter and Neverland... she just didn't want to leave her home forever. At that moment, Wendy got a brilliant idea: Maybe if she went with Peter and showed him how much he truly cared about her, he would stay in London with her...Well, it can't hurt to try...
"Well, then what are we waiting for?" Wendy said, smiling at him. She grabbed his hand and strolled towards the window. Both forgot how comforting it was to hold eachother's hands.
