That Same Night (Peter's Dream)

"Man, I love spending time with Aunt May. Just think, you as a part-time hospital worker, and a full-time super hero/photographer, makes a business owner like me look bad." Harry states.

"You, Mr. Candy Stripper on his days of from Oscorp, are crazy. So how are things going with Philip?"

"Things are actually going well. I can't believe that he would want to date somebody like me. After all, a person like me who has a lot of baggage, isn't the most desirable person to date at all."

"What are you talking about? You don't have any baggage at all."

"Really?" Harry deadpans.

"Yup. You're just a bit….challenging."

"I get the feeling that you're only saying that just to make me feel better about myself."

"I would never do that." Peter says as they exit the hospital doors. "So, Osborn, what do you wanna-" But he gets cut off by the arrival of an incoming ambulance.

"What have we got?" Harry asks the EMT once the ambulance doors open.

"Harry?!" Asked a startled Peter. 'He's not a physician. What on earth is he doing?!' He wonders to himself.

"We've got a 37 year old man, complaining about abdominal pain." A paramedic responds.

"Alright, thank you." Harry responds. "Ok, sir, we're gonna take good care of you, ok? Pete, go get someone, stat!"

"Um, Sure." And with that, Peter runs into the hospital.

"This patient needs to take some tests and possibly an ultra sound. How long was he been in pain for?" He asks the EMT workers, but he misses their mischievous look. "When did-" Suddenly, music starts blasting from within the vicinity.

"What the-" He starts, but the two EMT workers gain control over the gurney and start spinning it around.

"What's going on here?" Asked a confused Harry. "Oh My God! I fucking love this song!" Harry shouts to no one in particular. "But, where is that music coming from?" Suddenly the guy sits up from the gurney with a huge smile on his face.

"Uh- please, sir. You need to-" Harry starts, but the guy gets off of the gurney and starts dancing with the EMT duo, before more people join them.

"You probably don't wanna get off the gurney, sir." Harry begs, but then Harry's boyfriend, Philip, pops out of nowhere and starts singing.

I've seen the world, been to many places
Made lots of friends, many different races

"What's going on?" Peter asks, running outside from the hospital lobby.

"See for yourself." Felicia says, waiving her hand towards the flash mob, with a smile on her face.

I've had such fun around the world it's true
African skies with a Nairobi mood, ooh
I fell asleep in Tuscany and dreamed
The one thing missing was you

"Who knew that Philip was equally as nerdy as Harry?" Max asked while the mob scene was going on.

"Who knows, but this is highly impressive!" Peter says.

"I concur. It is fucking amazing!" Gwen says.

Runaway with me my love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runaway with me my love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I woke up with an Australian breeze
And danced the dance with Aborigines
Oh under the moon glow down in Mexico I dreamed
One thing was missing that's you

Runaway with me my love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runaway with me my love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

"Wow! This is amazing! Aunt May exclaims. "I can't Philip did this for my sweet, little boy!"

"It sure is!" MJ says, as Philip's friends and the mob crew continues to belly dance.

We'll sail the waters of many colors
We won't need a compass, love will guide our way
Don't need nobody, as long as we got each other
No need to hurry, we've got everyday
I wanna share the world with you, you see
Spring time in Paris feels so good to me
Oh this is for me reality
So please make all my wishes come true

Suddenly everyone in the area starts singing the song.

Runaway with me my love,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I just know we'll have a good time, ooh
And I just know we'll have a good time, yeah
Oh, please come with me
And I just know we'll have a good time

It'll be fun, walking in the rain in Spain
And I just know we'll have a good time
I didn't quite hit note, that wasn't such a good time
And I just know we'll have a good time
Don't you think so? I do
And I just know we'll have a good time, yeah

Everyone in the area starts clapping and cheering when Philip and the flash mob take their bows.

"I had this whole thing that I wanted to say to you, and then you look at me, and I just... Okay, uh, pull it together, Phil. Harry, I know this sounds crazy-" Philip starts, still panting from all the dancing and singing he has just finished.

"Very crazy, Philip Chang!" Harry laughs.

"It's uh….sudden but when I know something, I know it. When I first saw you standing at the foot of the library, I felt a shock. I um- and I thought that this is the most beautiful person I've ever seen. And then I thought that…I knew that I was gonna fall in love with you."

"Oh man, you're gonna make me cry!" Harry exclaims with tears of happiness pooling in his eyes.

"And I've never been so happy about anything in my entire life." Philip says, pulling a ring box from his pocket. "Oh my God!" Harry starts crying.

"Oh my God, it's finally happening to Harry!" Felicia cries. "Aunt May, do you have a tissue?"

"Yes, I do have a tissue and it's Chief Parker to you when we are at work, Dr. Hardy." She responds handing Felicia the tissue.

"You are the strongest, most fearless, hard working, and most caring, beautiful man I've ever met. You are just freaking incredible. You are so damn incredible and I love you." He says, getting down on one knee, kneeling down to propose. "I really love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I will always try to make you happy as you've always made me happy, if you'll let me."

"Oh my God! Oh My Freaking God!" Harry screams, when Philip opens the box.

"Harold Theopolis Osborn, will you marry me?" He asks.

"Yes, yes!" Harry cries, falling to his knees, trying to bury his face is Philip's neck.

"HE SAID YES! HARRY T. OSBORN SAID YES!" Philip screamed, and the whole audience applauding and cheering for them, while Philip stood up and spun Harry around. While Harry was being spun around, Harry noticed Peter standing, watching the whole encounter and his smile falters a little, as if he's worried about something. Peter just cheers for the couple and puts two thumbs up and smiles at Harry and Harry's smile returns.

"I love you, I love you so much." Harry says, kissing Philip.

"I love you too. Yes! I'm officially off the market!" Philip screams.

A Year and Three Weeks Later From the Proposal….

"Hey, why weren't you at Harry's bachelor party?" Max asked Peter. "He was asking for you and you weren't answering my calls."

"I just didn't feel like socializing at a party today." Peter says putting his final wedding gift for Harry on the table.

"So…you just sat at home and wallowed in depression?"

"No, I went to spend some time with Aunt May. We had a good time today, just the two of us."

"Ah." Max says, unsure of what to say next.

"Besides, why would Harry want me there when we were together before? Wouldn't it be awkward bringing up our past? I mean, you know what happened with the whole 'Flash hookup' situation. It was a lot worse after the both of us dated after the Flash incident."

"Maybe he just wanted to settle some unfinished business with you." He tells Peter.

"You really think so?"

"Yup. So what are you going to do now?" He asks Peter.

"I guess I'm going over to his place and talk to him." Peter says, picking up his keys from the table.

"I think that is a good decision. Just let everything out and be at piece with yourself." Max reassures him.

"Well, here I go. I'll see you later." He tells Max, heading towards the door.

"I hope this goes well." Max tells himself, thinking about the conversation he had with Harry after the Bachelor party.

Six Hours Ago

"His and His towels? Really Danny?" Harry deadpanned.

"Hey, I thought it was an awesome gift at the time! Don't judge me Osborn!" Danny says.

"I'm not judging you. It's just…unoriginal." Harry says. "But thank you anyway, Rand." Harry says genuinely.

"Oh, me next!" Sam says, giving his gift to Harry.

"Ok. Let's see what's in here." He says, ripping the wrapper off. "Whoa!"

"I thought that you'd want something that you'd actually use in the kitchen.

Harry throws him a look and says "Really? throwing him a disbelieving look.

"Really! Plus the guy at the mall recommended that a salad spinner was a perfect gift and- you know what, if you hate it, the receipt is on the back." Sam tells Harry.

"Alexander, are you crazy? You know I love my salads." He says. "Thank you, man." He says, giving Sam a hug.

"Hey, I hate you man. You totally made me look like crap." Eddie says.

"It's not my fault you gave him a DVD copy of Arachnophobia. You know how much he hates spiders, especially after what went down with Peter, after he dated Eugene and had his own escapade with Peter." Sam tells him.

"You're lucky Harry didn't have Max kick you out for that." Fury told him.

"Alright, one last gift, then I gotta go get my shit done for tomorrow." Harry announces.

"Here you go." Luke told him, handing him a small box.

"Thank you." Harry says. "In this box is…" Harry pulls out the item. Everyone starts laughing.

"You do know I can buy this for myself, right?" Asks a blushing Harry.

"What? You can never have too many pairs of male G-strings! I'm telling you, if my girl can love it on me, your future husband will definitely love it." Luke laughs.

"That's just kinky on so many levels. Thank you." Harry laughs.

"Well, I hate to say this to you all, but it must be said: You ain't got to go home, but you need to get the fuck outta here." Max tells them.

"Alright, we're going, we're going." Adrian says, getting up from his seat. "Congratulations again on your engagement and your wedding tomorrow Harry. I really wish you and Philip the best, plus lots and lots of ice cream that you'll be making with the ice cream maker I gave you!" He says.

"Thanks Adrian ." He replies giving Adrian a hug. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"No problem." He tells Harry, patting him on the back. "Amadeus, if you are still stuffing your face with food, I'm pretty sure Nick will have your ass the minute we're back at headquarters."

"I'm at the door you loon! See you tomorrow Harry!"

"Till tomorrow you guys. Thanks for the gift Amadeus!" Harry shouts back, and the group leaves.

"Ah, that was fun. Thanks for this Bachelor parry Max."

"No problem Harry. I have a gift for you." Max tells him.

"But- you already gave me a gift." Harry tells him.

"I know I did, but this gift isn't from me at all. This one is from Peter." He tells Harry, pulling the gift out his pocket. "Here you go."

"Oh. Thanks." He says, taking the gift from Max. He simply stares at the box, contemplating if he should open the box or not.

"Aren't you gonna open it?" Max gently asks.

"I don't know. On one hand, I'm happy that he got me a gift, but on the other hand, it sucks that he didn't give it to me himself. I just wonder what things would've been like if we had just talked about how we ended things. It just seems so…"

"Unfinished?" Max says and Harry nods.

"Well my friend, if you really feel like it's unfinished, then maybe you should finish it."

"You think I should finish it, once and for all?"

"Harry, you are getting married tomorrow. I think it's best if you finish it today before you regret anything."

"Thanks Max. Now, let's see what Peter gave me." Harry say's opening the box. "Wow!"

"That's amazing!" Max exclaims, looking at the silver necklace.

"It's one of my favorite pieces of jewelry that I never bought for myself. I can't believe he saved his money to buy this necklace with the Love, Hope and Faith pendants."

"I am definitely asking him for help when I propose to Gwen." Max says seriously.

"Well, I am seriously going to have to talk with Peter today."

Forty Minutes Later

Peter is standing in front of Harry's door contemplating on knocking on it. After a minute of contemplation, he finally knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" Harry asks.

"It's me." Peter responds. Harry hesitates for a moment, but he finally opens the door.

"Hi."

"Peter?" Harry asks as if he's seen a ghost.

"Yup, that's me."

"What are you doing here? And where's your key?" Harry wonders out loud.

"I left half my keys at home and….." Peter stops. "Actually I don't know what I'm doing here. I just needed to clear my head for a bit, so I started walking and the next thing I know, I just ended up in your neighborhood." Peter lies. "I figured I might as well just see you one last time as Harry T. Osborn, so here I am."

"I don't believe this." Harry says, shaking his head, not believing Peter's story. He steps aside and lets Peter in his house. "I do not believe this." He repeats once Peter is in his house, closing the door. "Seriously, I honestly can't believe you're doing this me, Pete."

"Harry, I know it's late, but what I have to say is really important. It really cannot wait until tomorrow." He says, following Harry into the dining room.

"Peter," Harry says, turning to look at him. "Please, don't do this to me."

"I have to Harry."

"Please, don't-"

"Listen to me." Peter tells him gently. "Tomorrow you are going to be Mr. Philip Chang. I just wanted to spend a few moments alone with my best friend in the whole entire world, Harry Osborn."

"Alright." Harry concedes and resumes walking towards the table.

"When we were together Harry, we made a lot of mistakes." He says walking behind Harry. "I just- I never meant to hurt you at all."

"Despite all our intentions, we did hurt each other in more ways than one." Harry laughs, sitting down on one of the chairs. "We kept hurting each other over and over again. I wish I had realized that I was putting so much pressure on you to be a good boyfriend."

"As much as I hate to admit it Harry, It was exactly what I needed to get my act together." He says, sitting next to Harry.

"Oh, I totally agree with that." Harry laughs.

"Harry, you set an impressive standard and I couldn't hang with it. Maybe I wasn't ready to get on that standard you had set. When we were discovering the world of dating between the two of us, I was the biggest knucklehead around, just fucking around with people."

"Literally!" Harry exclaimed.

"But in the long run, I ended up on a date with you. At times, I couldn't stand you because you were just so fucking needy, but you reminded me why we were best friends." He says, fidgeting with Harry's fingers. "You were my lover and my best friend." He says, letting go of Harry's fingers. "You know, you really did the impossible, dating someone like me." He laughs. "You challenged my ass every fucking step of the way and I'm very thankful for it."

"You know me, it's all or nothing." Harry shrugs.

"Well, you rock and you better not change for anything or anyone." Peter says and Harry chuckles.

"Pete, I always thought that I would always be dependent on a man to take care of me for the rest of my life, even when I have my own damn money. I thought that was just how my story was meant to be." Harry chuckles. "But I have to tell you Spidey, you made me realize that I can stand on my two feet and not depend on anybody else. You taught me to be confident, assertive and to be open." He tells Peter with a smile on his face.

"And you taught me how to love." Peter tells him.

"You taught me how to love too, Petey." Harry smiles.

"If you and I were all that to each other, why didn't our relationship work out the way we wanted it to?" Peter asks with a sad smile on his face.

"I-" Harry starts, but he simple shrugs giving Peter a sad smile.

"Well, I uh- I better go." Peter says, standing up from his seat.

"Oh. I- ok." He responds to Peter, standing up as well.

"I always knew that you would make a beautiful husband." Peter smiles.

"Thanks, Pete." Harry smiles kissing Peter on the left cheek.

"I better go. I know how you love your beauty sleep. Night, Har-bear."

"Night, Pete." He says, watching Peter walk out the door. "Great, I'm fucking confused." He tells himself before going to his room.