I grabbed my novel and got myself all comfy on the couch. After a day of hard work, it was time to relax. Yesssss.
Just as I opened up my book
"Damn it!" oh no no no noo. The all too familiar voice reached my ears.
Bang!
Oh great… I'm never going to get this same comfortable position again. I reluctantly got up and walked towards the window.
Pushing aside the curtains. There was Peter Parker in the other building, shaking the door... handle? Wow, fate really was funny.
Both our windows faced each other. Maybe my personal investigation will be easier… I think. He looked like he was struggling a lot… I let out a sigh and grabbed my hoodie.
I couldn't be bothered by my look. So, my hair was in a bun which was now a messy bun. Nice…
So, I just locked my door and walked over to the next building.
If I was on the 3rd floor, he must be too… right? I heard the door rattling again. Never mind just follow the sound.
I followed the sound to the 3rd floor, bingo!
"Need some help?" I asked. Trying not to giggle at the sight,
"W-what are y-you doing here?" he asked trying to pull his hand from the handle.
Woah. Is it stuck?
"Is your hand glued to the doorknob?" I blurted. His eyes slightly widened and looked from me to the door knob.
"W-what? Nooo," he pulled his hand. No… he pulled with force… what?
"Er ok? Anyways I saw you from the window" pointing at the window behind him.
"Oh… urm"
"Ok let's talk about that later… what seems to be the issue?" I spoke. He scratched his head awkwardly.
"I-I can't close the door"
"Lemme see," I told taking a look at the handle. I immediately saw the problem and fixed it… well temporarily.
"You can use it now!" I said rubbing my hands to clear imaginary dirt.
"What really?" he asked. No more stuttering.
"Yup, you'll have to change the door knob though… that's just a temporary solution," I said.
"WOAH!" was all he could say. I chuckled at his silliness.
"Oh! Please come in!" he said, realizing we were outside his apartment. I felt something vibrate in my pocket.
"Excuse me…" I fished out my phone and walked to a corner.
My eyes widened at the phone number. The number I hadn't seen in… 2 weeks. Cheese balls! Oh no no no no no no no not now!
"Hello?" I whisper- yelled "it's my break! Why are you calling me now?!"
"Diana… you know you have duties, you can't just take a break" I rolled my eyes, of course, I couldn't get this too…
"Go ahead tell me what you want" she proceeded to tell me about… the next task.
I sighed deeply, of course… right now and it just happened to be the very same city too.
"I'll be there…" she hung up. Bitch. I thought.
"Hey, you ok?"
"Oh yeah, just an important call…"
"Oh cool, so, um tea?" he asked. I was about to decline but I got a brilliant idea.
"Oh sure, thank you…"
"Come on in," he said moving aside. He was being very… fidgety. I could hear weird sounds coming from behind me…
I turned around almost instantly… to see an awkward peter standing… wait… I noticed a bunch of things had gone missing…
How in the world?
" You have a cosy apartment, peter… I like it…"
"T-thank you" I smiled softly at him and just in time for the kettle to whistle. (just pretend he kept water beforehand)
"I'll go make the tea…" he said scrambling away. Cute… wait. No what? Shut up Dia, you have a job to do!
I silently got up to my feet and wandered about the apartment… nothing
Nothing
Nothing. I went through the books. Yes, I felt horrible for doing this but.
I was taught that if you ever have suspicions, confirm them and then react. And I had to find out… why did MJ forget him? I searched the cushions for anything. Anything.
That could give me information or an answer…
I remembered my conversation with MJ, 2 weeks back…
"HEYYYYYYYYYY!" I screeched. My body was still sore but nothing made me happier than seeing one of my family
"HI! What's up?"
"Nothing much… how's NYC?"
"It's been good, everything seems to be going well," she said as if there was something more to her statement…
"Anyways, so you have disappeared again from the world?" not in the way that you think bestie…
"Yup. No phones. No socializing. Well other than now of course" I added with a bright smile
"I see…" she said almost disappointed.
"Are you ok?" I asked finally.
"Yea… I'm fine… just… miss you and your advice…" huh?
"You know you can tell me anything, right?" I asked.
"Yes, of course! Nothings wrong!" she said moving on from whatever that was. My mind still stayed on her weird behaviour.
"So how's your boyfriend?" I asked. To be honest… I was shocked when I heard this information. My anti-social, blunt, and exceptionally awkward best friend forever HAD A BOYFRIEND! I couldn't describe my happiness, it felt like I had been the one who got a boyfriend! I always worried for MJ, how she stayed away from people but now she was finally being her true self and I get to feel like the proud mom.
"He's… been going through tough stuff but… it just… made me like him… way way more than before" her tan skin turning darker. WAS SHE BLUSHING? Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the art of screenshots!
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"Dia?"
"OH yeah! Sounds like someone's IN LOVEEEEEEEEE" I giggled like a child who found something extremely amusing.
"Shush," she said, looking away.
"THIS IS SOOOO WHOLESOME! Anyways tell me more about this 'certain someone' which you have very poorly described to me"
"That's because you have to talk to me, to know about him. Miss. I DON'T HAVE A PHONE" she stuck her tongue out
"Ok, ok now tell me!" she proceeded to tell me about 'peter parker'. Awkward, shy, 'and incredibly smart. (yes. Smart. He was so smart that he fixed the door knob with no problems and 0 help whatsoever,) cute, and… brave; I didn't know why he was brave but her tone held a lot of depth to it…
Jumping back to reality, I shut my eyes tightly…
Maybe I did imagine him, besides I don't think you could blame me… I was…
Bang.
"Ouch!" of course, I had to knock on a coffee table. It didn't make too much sound, well at least for human ears…
"Everything ok, there?" how the hell?
"Yeahhh, something wrong?" I asked trying to hide the slight edge in my voice.
"Oh ok!"
I shook my head, letting pieces of hair fall on my face. Wait…
I picked up a brown hardcover… journal? On the floor. It had been opened to a certain page that caught my eye.
"Web-slinger" what?
Crash!
That was from the kitchen. I placed the book back under the coffee table and slowed down. I regained my normal speed toward the kitchen.
"PETER! Omg!" I rushed towards him and shoved his now burnt hand into the running water.
"How on earth did you burn yourself?" his face turned pink with embarrassment.
"I er forgot… it was hot" his face turning pinker and pinker. A chuckle left my throat
"You forgot?" I shook my head. The laughter slowly left my lips.
How can someone be so dumb and cute at the same time?
"Haven't you made tea before?" I asked, obviously he must have or he wouldn't have offered.
Right?
"he…" he awkwardly smiled. No.
"OMG! Idiot! You should have told me! I would have made it o-or I wouldn't have even asked if you didn't know!"
He seemed to be trapped in some sort of trance.
"Peter?" I waved my hand in front of his face.
"S-sorry, I zoned out… I'm sorry, I should have told you but I wanted to be a good host" he said sheepishly. I don't know why but when I saw the burn it was as if my heart stopped… and the thought that he burnt his hand just to give me some stupid tea also made me mad!
I let out a sigh.
"Y-you don't need to apologize… I may have gotten a little too worried and overreacted… your thought was good but next time IM MAKING TEA" I said firmly. A smirk made its way to his face
"What?" I asked sternly
"N-no nothing…" he shook his head. "Um Diana," he said cocking his head towards his hand… which I tightly held. Oh shi
"Errr sorry. Sorry" he chuckled.
"It's ok… Tea?" he asked. Yes, right. Tea
"And even though you said you will make tea next time; id still like to learn" wait. Wait. Hold up.
DID I ACTUALLY JUST SAY THAT? Did I say 'next time'? how am I so sure?
I felt the heat rush to my cheeks. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.
I looked away in a hurry.
"Hey, it's ok, id like to hang out again, if you don't mind of course" he spoke. warmth spread through me, and without thinking I furiously nodded my head. Making his cheeks slightly red as he chuckled.
OH MY GOD! I AM A GODDAMN IDIOT! Aaaaaaaahaahaaa! I screeched in my head.
"Um ill start with the tea before the water cools down, you can watch and i-I will h-help you next time" great. Now I'm stuttering. He shot me a smile and watched as I made us tea.
"Heyyyyy, that was easy" he spoke.
"Yup," I said popping the p. I said taking both cups to the living room. I placed the cups on the coffee table and sat on the couch. I felt the weight shift beside me.
"So we're somewhat neighbours…" he spoke.
"Yeah…" I spoke, with a sigh. suddenly a thought occurred to me,
"Peter… since you can't make tea… you can cook though... right?" I asked please say yes please yes. I can't handle my worry...
"Nope" and I popped
"Noooo, Peter, what do you even eat all day? You are making me concerned for you every minute!" I rambled on. How many nights did he just not eat food because he didn't know how to cook?
My eyes landed on peters face, his lips were slightly parted in confusion. Why does he look cu- shut up dia!
"It's not a big deal Diana really" I let out a sigh.
"That's it," I spoke. "Since you're my friend now! I won't let you live like this! we're going out for dinner tonight and tomorrow you're coming over to my apartment and I'm going to teach you how to make a basic meal, capeesh?"
"Ok madam, your wish is my command" he spoke bowing down to me. I rolled my eyes
"Of course, it is" I replied flipping my hair. did I just tell him to come to my APARTMENT?
A.N: ok guys! what did you think? so I wanna keep this sweet and cute. and let's just say dinner might be interesting.
