White Lilies
Chapter Two: My Little Sadistic Bastard
Soooooo... I might have forgotten to say that it takes place a little before the start of season 3 part B. Just so I skip every fighting scene ever, goodness i am lazy as hell. Sorry if there was any confusion, I will take the blame for everything T^T Blame it on me please ;3
~20 years ago~
It was the second week of school and she found out that Peter locker was right next to her. So she got to see him and got tortured by him every day since they met. She closed her locker only to see Peter leaning against his locker, "Morning Peter."
"Morning Laurel, here" He handed her a rose; he had the same charming smile that he always had. She took it from him gingerly staring at it with a confused looked. "You don't like it?"
"I-I got to get to class" She pushed passed him and ran her way to first period, her books hugged close to her chest and a rose in her hand. Laurel sat in her seat and kept staring at the rose; a smile crept its way to her face every time she looked at it. She covered her mouth with her hand trying to hide the smile but her eyes gave her away.
At lunch she sat with Bobby and it was customary at this point that Peter stopped by and chatted with them for a few minutes. Almost on cue Peter sat next to her and shot Bobby a huge smile, "How is it going?"
"Horrible now that you're here." Bobby mumbled under his breath but Peter caught him and stood up with an entertained smile plastered on his face.
"Do you want to fight or something Bobby?" Peter gave him this weird look and Laurel stood up pushing him off to the side away from Bobby. "What he clearly doesn't like me!"
"You keep pushing his buttons during practice Peter, what do you expect?" She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at him, "What do you want from me anyways? Will you leave Bobby alone if I gave it to you?"
"I might." He held her by her waist and pulled her closer to him; slowly his lips were against her in a somewhat rough kiss. He pulled away from her and watched as she slowly opened her eyes, staring up at him with her chocolate brown eyes. Her heart was racing in her chest as she tried to avoid eye contact but something drew her to him. "I'll definitely consider it if you go out with me on a date though."
"I-" She pushed him off of her slightly and stared back at Bobby, she took a deep breath in "Fine I accept. Just one date though." As much as she fought against her choice she was happy deep down and Peter knew it.
"One for now, but I might consider another one if I enjoy it." He took a step back and grabbed her hand, "There is a park across the street next to Lenny's, Meet me by the water fountain at 5 after school." He pressed her hand against his lips before turning away from her and walking away.
Laurel fought against herself not to look down at her hand she quickly skipped by to Bobby, "What the hell was that?" Bobby was not amused in the slightest and watched peter from the corner of his eyes, "I don't trust him Laurel. Something isn't right."
"And what would that be?"
"I don't know but something doesn't feel right. What was that show all about anyways?"
"Ummh nothing big you know, I just have a date with him after school." Bobby started choking on his sandwich violently as the news was a shock to his system. He kept beating on his chest before his breathing leveled out, "What?"
"You have a date with Peter Freaking Hale, the basketball all-star for our school? Do you understand what that means now?"
"No please enlighten me Bobby, what does it entail?"
"First of all you're going to be his new play toy to dangle in front of everyone and second you hate attention from people. When he decided to actually date you, guess what? The whole school is going to have their eyes on you, new it girl."
"Hah, you're far from right." She knew the risks that were on her plate but at the same time she wanted to give it a shot. She never been on a date or had a boyfriend so this is a good try for her. "Well, now I got to find Noel, I'll see you in 5th period Bobby."
Laurel sat on the bench waiting patiently for Peter to show up; she wore a simple flowing white dress that stopped at her knees. Her hair was pulled into a simple ponytail and she wore simple makeup to highlight her facial features. She checked her watch it was 10 after 5 pm and she begun to wonder if he was going to stand her up.
"Laurel!" She turned towards the direction where her name was being yelled from, she saw Peter running towards her with a bouquet of white lilies in his hands. "You look beautiful." He commented once he was only a few steps away from her, he handed her the bouquet she looked at them with a confused looked on her face. "I'm guessing you've never been wooed before."
"I was never interested in such trivial things before is why." He sat next to her as she admired the flowers in her hands. "Thank you they're really beautiful, Peter."
"No problem." As arrogant as he was she had to admit he was also charming in his own strange way. "So are you hungry?"
"Ummh… A little bit." He stood up and held out his hand waiting for her to take it. She looked at his hand and delicately placed her hand in his, she quickly noticed how rough they felt against hers and how small her hands were compared to his. He carefully helped her up and they walked side by side, "Where are we going?"
"To get some food apparently, my dear" She chuckled at him after two weeks of him pestering her she noticed he didn't like giving out full answers. His answers were always vague to keep her guessing, she didn't mind as much. "I was surprised you said yes."
"Are you really?"
"Nope, I always get what I want. I mean look at me I'm freaking handsome no one will say no for long."
"Wow the lack of self-confidence is strong in you isn't it?"
"Someone has to love me out there in the big bad world" He placed his hand over his heart in some weird gesture it just caused her to giggle at him. He smiled and looked at her hand, "Hold my hand."
"What?"
"I said hold my hand." It wasn't an invitation or a question he was ordering her to hold his hand.
"I think I'll pass."
"Don't forget why you're on this date in the first place." He whispered in her ear sending chills up her spine. He grabbed her hand roughly and held it roughly as they walked towards the Diner. She tried to wiggle her hand out of his grasp but he held on tighter, "Don't fight it, I know deep down you like it."
She turned away in embarrassment hiding her blush from him; he was always like this with her. He would be sweet one minute and then Mr. Sadistic the next minute. He had a bad case of Dr. Jackal and Mr. Hyde thing going on. There were times she didn't know whether to be afraid of him or be attracted to him. Maybe deep down she craved the torture to free her from her perfect life, maybe she was too scared to actually accept it the fear of rejection. "Laurel."
"Yes?" She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't noticed they were already siting down at the diner. He gave her a weird look before turning his attention back to the menu.
"Pay more attention to me, you'll regret it if you don't." He muttered to her making sure no one else heard him. She stared at his facial feature taking everything in, it was almost perfect. "What do you want to eat?" She could see the corner of his lip curl into a smirk.
"I- ah.." She took the menu in hand scanning the menu quickly trying not to tick Peter off. "I'll get a cheese burger with fries and a milkshake?"
"Chocolate?"
"Mmmm…. Yeah" Peter placed the order and they waited for their food. Something was bugging her from the back of her mind, "Peter I have a question for you."
"I might have an answer for you."
"Why did you pick me over my sister? I mean Noel is your age and a lot more beautiful than I can be."
"There are two reasons but I'll only tell you one for now, the other one comes later if you're good. Noel may be beautiful to look at but I prefer my women with brains over looks. You're wittier than Noel and can probably hold a conversation longer than 5 minutes without talking about makeup or what is in fashion. What I'm saying is that you're more of my type. Does my answer please you?"
"I-mmm" She looked down at her lap, she could feel him smiling at her, and he liked messing with her.
"You are totally oblivious to the beauty you possess aren't you?"
"Trying having a sister like Noel and having any ounce of self-confidence, It was always her growing up."
"Do I sense a hint of jealousy?"
Laurel was done with him now, him and his shrewd comments. She stood up gripping her fist tightly until her knuckles turned white; her body was shaking from anger "This date is over. I'm going home"
She got out of the booth and walked passed him but his hand always seemed to catch her wrist, "Calm down. Let's just enjoy the food, I mean we already order it." She kept quiet trying to pull her wrist from his grip, "Okay I'm sorry Laurel. I won't bring up your sister again but to be honest you brought her up. Just don't leave yet."
Her anger softened at his last comment it was the first time he sounded sincere about something, it was like he was begging her not to leave, she put her hand on top of his and pushed it off. She returned to her seat and sat quietly. "I'm sorry" She mumbled under her breath as they food came back.
The rest of the date went by rather smoothly; he bought them ice cream as he walked her back to her house. He made a few comments but toned down on the ass, scared she was going to walk off again. Laurel was a lot calmer than she was at the diner, Peter held her at the waist as they walked much against her will. He would have settled for holding hands but one of her hand had a bouquet of flowers and the other had an ice cream, but Peter wasn't complaining about touching her waist.
"I live up there." She pointed with the bouquet at a blue house a few houses away, there was this feeling brimming inside of her she couldn't put her finger on.
"Oh…" Something was off because they started walking a lot slower, going barely half they speed they were walking at earlier. It gave them a chance to finish off the rest of their ice cream "You should come to the game on Friday."
"Oh why is that?"
"Because I want you there." She stopped and looked at him, it was the first time he had given her a straight answer. He smiled at her "What? Surprised? If you go I'll definitely win, I got lady luck on my side."
"Again with the self-confidence."
"I'm sure I'll win, how about this. For every game I win you go on a date with me?"
"Alright and if you lose that's how many weeks you have to be nice to me."
"I'm always nice to you, what are you talking about?"
"Of course you are, you always tease me and make fun of me or force me to do something I don't want to." He held her at the waist with both hands bringing her closer to him.
"Really, do tell me what do I do against your will?" His face was only a few inches away from hers, he moved his lips towards her neck his breath rolled off of her neck out of instinct she wrapped her arms around his neck. He looked at her a little taken back but smirked at her actions, "Yeah, you're totally doing this against your will."
"I am." They closed their eyes and their lips levitated towards each other like two magnets. This kiss was different from their first kiss, it wasn't rough and dominating it was more gentle. Their lips parted but his forehead was against hers, "I don't want to leave yet."
"Then stay with me for a bit longer." Their lips attached themselves to each other again, like they couldn't get enough of each other.
About her remembering Peter or not, I might have thrown in a twist or two regarding it. Hopefully my stupid brain made it work into the story.