I sighed. "I'd rather you just told him" Peter grinned.
"That can be arranged" Suddenly he took out my phone. Damn! Did I have any sense? Why couldn't I have hidden this stuff?
"NO!" I screamed, launching myself across the room at him, fully intent of getting my phone back. Unfortunately he moved at the last second, leaving me to go sprawling on top of him. He grinned.
"Comfy?" he asked. I blushed red, hurriedly getting off him. Or at least that would have been the plan. "I'm thinking of changing my condition" he mused, encasing me in his grip, keeping me pinned down on him.
"What to?" I demanded.
"Well, instead of hanging out with me all day, you could just kiss me now" he chuckled.
"NO!" I said again. He laughed, relaxing his grip, I shot up standing on the opposite side of the room. It was only then I realised he was typing in Bink's number into my phone. Damn!
"Hey Bink's is that you?" Peter asked. I ran across the room diving at Peter. He grinned before I crashed my lips to his. Luckily for me, in that split second he was completely dazed and I managed to get the phone away from him and end the call. Once that task was done I lifted my face from his. He was grinning.
"I didn't actually think you'd do it" he smirked. I scowled at him, narrowing my eyes. "So what happens next?" he asked.
"Well you promise never to tell Bink's and then we go back to how we were" I replied quickly.
"Yeah, see I don't like that plan" he smiled getting up off my bed and walking towards me.
"What?" I asked meekly, trying to separate myself from him as he towered over me.
"I don't like that plan" he repeated backing me into the corner of the wall. Damn! Did I have to be so stupid? What idiot gets backed into a corner? Desperately, I looked around me for some inspiration to get myself out of this predicament. Failing epically, I did the next best thing.
"Get away from me!" I screamed kicking him in the shin. As he grabbed his bruised shin and started bouncing around in pain I grabbed my chance and darted to the middle of the room. Once he stopped hopping about I continued to frown at him.
"What was that for?" He growled turning to face me.
"Ermm…I don't know, a little thing called private space" I answered back crossing my arms over my chest. He sneered, shaking his head slightly, keeping his gaze fixed on me. "Look, just don't tell Bink's and we'll pretend none of this happened" I said, I'm not someone who can hold a grudge.
"Fine, I swear to you right now, under the roof above our heads that I won't tell Bink's that you're in love with him" Peter grinned placing his hand on the place a heart is meant to go. I shook my head in disbelieve. How could he be so calm about this? Stupid, horrid jerk! I sat down on my bed, leaning back against the wall my bed was by. Peter came and joined me. I flinched as his arm brushed against mine and he glanced down at me. "Sorry about before" he muttered. I nodded, showing I appreciated his apology.
"What did you mean, you don't like that plan?" I asked, getting a shrug back from Peter in reply.
"I don't know, I'm just not one for following other peoples plans, but, since it's you, I'll make an exception" he grinned bumping my shoulder before putting his arm around me. I grinned and leant into his chest slightly. This was nice. I forgot all about the awkwardness before and focused on this moment. "So, what are we gonna do?" I asked as Peter shrugged his shoulders.
"I dunno, what do people with homes usually do?" He grinned. I frowned, yeah so he was homeless, he didn't have to remind me every time I mentioned something.
"We find as many reasons to get outside as we can" I grinned in return.
"Look's like I've got that down, I'll have to invite you to stay at mine sometime" he mused. I knitted my eyebrows together.
"You live on a park bench outside" I muttered. Peter shrugged.
"Do you have an attic?" He questioned. I nodded, "Where?" I got up, grasping his hand to drag him up with me. I directed him down the hall and into the bathroom where there was a door in the ceiling. "Do you have a ladder?" he asked. I nodded opening the bathroom cupboard and dragging it out. I placed it under the door and Peter climbed up on it, opening the entrance. He clambered into the attic and disappeared as the darkness overwhelmed him. I stayed in the bathroom until his head reappeared. "Come on" he said motioning with his hands for me to follow him up. I did, scrambling into the attic myself I followed his humming to the attics only window, dimly letting some light glide in. Peter struggled with the hinges but finally succeeded in opening it. He climbed out the window expertly scaling the roof until he was next to the chimney. "Come on" he said again. Slowly I set myself on the window ledge, fear of falling forbid me any movement. "Don't worry" Peter smiled, clambering back down the roof next to me, "If you fall I'll catch you" I grabbed my spare hand and pulled me up the roof with him.
"Peter….I don't think this is a good idea." I moaned. Peter turned his head to flash me an unbelievably magical smiled.
"Trust me" he laughed, echoing the darkened sky with a tuneless charisma. I couldn't help but do just that. Finally he got tired of dragging me along because he let go of my hand, in that very instant I toppled backwards, having set my whole balance on Peter. I cried out as I tumbled and I felt soft but firm hands grip around my waist holding me in place. "I let go once" Peter tutted, yet still smiling. I looked into his dark mysterious eyes and was blown away by the enchantment I saw within them. Peter picked me up and carefully walking up to the chimney once again, only with me in his arms. He sat down next to it, drawing me onto his lap. I was content sitting in his lap, looking up at his moderately shadowed face as he gazed out into the sky.
"Look" Peter said as he pointed to the sky, I followed his gaze and saw a comet whooshing past.
"It's beautiful" I gasped.
"Yeah" Peter muttered. "It is" I turned to face him and saw he was looking directly at me. He leaned in towards me, gently putting his lips to mine. I immediately stopped all track of thought. It was different to the kiss we shared before, where I was determined on revenge. This one had no reason. It just happened because we wanted it to. It was magical, enthralling, and absolutely indescribable. After a while of being connected I pulled apart. Peter smirked. I gasped. He looked down at me, once again leaning his face in, his eyelashes brushing against my cheek as he closed his eyes and slowly parted his lips. My eyes fluttered shut and my breath deepened. His skin was soft against my own. I wanted nothing more than for him to place his lips back on mine, where the enchantment could fire up once more…didn't I?
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