Disclaimer: I do not own The Amazing Spider-Man! I only own my OC, "Madeline Beckett" and any other characters I make up along the way!

Author's Note: You guys are so mean.

YOU DIDN'T WARN ME ABOUT THE MOVIE.

I couldn't even with it, it was so sad. I knew what was going to happen, so I guess that's why I didn't cry as much as I thought I was going to.

BUT THERE WAS A GOOD THING THAT CAME OUT OF SEEING THIS MOVIE!

I have some really amazing ideas for the sequel! (And by amazing I mean that you guys are going to hate me sooooooooo much and I'm not even sorry).

Enjoy!

"What do you mean?" Peter asked, in his usual nervous way.

He jumped off of the bridge rail and set me down on solid ground. "I mean, that you know my name, even though I haven't told you it. How do you know my name?"

I couldn't see Peter's face, but I could tell that he was starting to get really uncomfortable. He had gotten caught, and he had no way out.

"What do you mean?" Peter repeated, stepping away from me. "You told me your name."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

"Listen buddy, I would have remembered telling you that my name was Madeline Beckett. And I didn't," I said, stepping closer to him, trying to catch his gaze. "How do you know my name?"

"I overheard it," He answered, scratching the back of his head.

"You overheard it," I repeated, amusing him. "Right. And exactly where did you overhear it?"

"Oh, here and there," He said with a shrug.

"Here and there," I said, crossing my arms. "Well, since you are my friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man, can I confide in you?"

I could tell that Peter was nervous under his mask, but I couldn't really see it. "Yeah sure, but maybe we should get out of here first."

"What? Why?" I asked, and that's when I heard the police sirens. And then I remembered that Spider-Man and the police didn't really get along.

To my surprise, Peter grabbed my arm and tugged me right to him, so that I was snuggled into his side. My arms automatically went around his neck so that I could keep my balance. "Hold on tight, okay?"

"But why-" I started to ask, but I got my answer when I suddenly felt myself flying in the air. And because I was wearing really crappy shoes, my other shoe flew off of my foot as soon as we took off.

I didn't notice all that much though. All I could pay attention to for a few seconds was the way that the wind flew through my hair, the fresh air flowing deep in my lungs. Then I noticed the webbing coming out of Peter's wrist. For some reason, I always assumed that the webbing was just built into Spider-Man after he got bitten by the spider. But no, every time that Peter uses it, I noticed that he's actually pressing a button on his wrist.

It was mesmerizing to watch a hero at work. Peter's arm muscles tensed and relaxed as he pressed the buttons as we flew through the air. The muscles in his arms became more apparent as he did so, and I am not complaining one little bit.

The cars and buildings underneath us was the biggest blur, but I was fascinated by it. A huge smile crossed my face as I burst into a laugh. I clutched at Peter's neck tighter as I turned my head to look at his face. I couldn't decipher anything, but the chuckles coming from his chest made me think that he was smiling.

Also, having that mask must be pretty convenient. My hair was getting all up in my face because of the wind.

All too soon, Peter gently put me back down on the ground, even though I was barefoot. I looked around me and noticed that I was back at the park. A sneaky smile crossed my face as I turned back to face Peter, putting my hands on my hips. "Can I confide in you now?"

"Yeah, sure," Peter said.

"So tonight, I was on a date," I told him. "Well, at least I think it was a date. I was out with this guy that I think I really like."

I could see Peter's muscles tense at my words. "Really?"

I nodded. "Yup. I don't know if you've heard his name here and there, but his name is Peter, Peter Parker?"

"I think I've heard of him," Peter said, his voice tight with anticipation.

I had to hold back my laugh as I said, "Well, Peter was the guy I was out with tonight."

"Oh, you-you think you like, Peter?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"What, you're not jealous, are you Spider-Man?" I asked teasingly.

"What? No," Peter spluttered, before he started laughing. "No, I'm-I'm not."

"So you're saying that I'm not attractive enough for someone to feel jealousy?" I inquired. This was too much fun. I was so horrible.

"What? No!" Peter stammered. "I mean, you're beautiful, and funny, and smart, and kind, and all kinds of wonderful. And there's this little thing that you do with your eyebrows when you get confused that's really cute, and the way your eyes light up whenever you get excited about something is the cutest thing. And, and when you wear your hair up, you can see all of your face, which is good because you have a very beautiful face. The way-the way that you twiddled your thumbs when you get bored just drives me crazy because all I want to do is hold your hands so that you have something to do. The way people look at you...it's like they're looking at the sun for the very first time. Every guy should be jealous of the guy that you're with."

My heart swelled with each word. I actually felt tears forming at what he was saying, and I had to choke them back. I wanted to say something-anything. But there was only one thing that I wanted to do right now.

Also, it seemed like it was the best timing. It had started to rain.

The smile never leaving my face, I gingerly walked over to Peter. He stood in his spot, unmoving as I made my way to him. The droplets of water came down slowly at first, but then started coming down harder with each step that I took towards Peter.

Now I was standing so close to him that our chests touched. I carefully reached up to his mask. He recoiled slightly, and I hesitated with what I wanted to do. Peter, however, got over his hesitation, because he brought himself back to the position he was in before. I hesitated for another second before bringing my hands up to his neck, where the start of his mask was. My hands were getting slightly cold, but I didn't let that stop me as my fingers settled on the base of his neck.

I noticed the lump in Peter's throat, and I think he knew what I was going to do. Gingerly, I slid my fingers underneath the flap of the mask. I felt him shiver, which sent a quick shiver down my spine. Carefully, ever so slowly, I inched his mask up. It was like with every move I took, I expected Peter to stop me. But he never did.

I was surprised when he let me move his mask so far up, but I stopped when I could fully see his lips, and only his lips. I could sense his confusion as to why I stopped, but I think he got it after I looked up at him, staring right into the whiteness of his eye covers.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. My fingers lightly trace the line of Peter's lips, and I felt him melt into my touch, turning me into a puddle. I couldn't take it anymore. I moved my hands to his shoulders. I finally leaned in, closing the gap between us.

I think Peter was surprised that I actually did it, because he froze up at first (I have no idea why he was surprised, I fully made it look like I was going to kiss him) but after two seconds he was kissing me back, his hands snaking around my waist.

He tasted of all sorts of things. Rain, softness, sweetness, a little bit of roughness. To be honest, I never thought that Peter liked me so much. And I never thought that I liked Peter so much. Before, I was just teasing. At least, I thought I was.

Those little fun times that I had teasing Peter, or the rare occasion when Peter managed to tease me, where just cover ups of what I was actually feeling-I was falling for Peter Parker. And I think that should scare me, but you know what? It doesn't. It really doesn't.

My mouth molded perfectly with his as the rain fell on us harder every second. Peter's left hand moved up from my back to cup the back of my neck and tangle this fingers through my hair, and his right hand moved to cup my cheek, deepening our kiss more than it already was. My hands moved from his shoulder up to his neck, before I completely wrapped myself around Peter. The way we were kissing each other was like we were each other's air. If we stopped, we'd stop breathing.

And that's when we both came back to reality. Because in reality, one does have to breath. Reluctantly, I pulled away from Peter, trying to catch my breath. My lips felt like they were bruised, but I liked the feeling. I couldn't help the smile that etched itself on my face, and I could tell that Peter couldn't either. He was wearing the exact same look on his face as me. I looked back at the white part where Peter's eyes-his cute little brown eyes-were supposed to be.

I moved my hands from his neck back to where the rest of his mask was. I was still gentle as I took it off, but not as gentle as before. When I finally took the mask off, I could see the apprehension in Peter's eyes, like I could be disappointed that I wasn't actually kissing Spider-Man. But I didn't kiss Spider-Man. I kissed Peter Parker.

The rain stained his hair as I gently cupped his face with my free hand. "Hello, Peter Parker." I held up his mask. "Or should I say Spider-Man?"

Peter took my hand in his and gently pressed his lips to my fingers. "How did you know?" He asked.

"You knew my name," I told him, though it was a half lie. "I could recognize your voice, you ran out on our date with urgency, and," I gestured to around us. Somehow, the Christmas lights hadn't gone out yet. "You brought me back here, without me telling you where I was before."

He scrunched up his face, before smacking himself in the forehead at his slip up. "Idiot!" He muttered.

I laughed, looping my arms around his neck and clasping my hands together. Before I could control myself, I said, "Yeah, but you're my idiot."

"Your idiot?" Peter asked, a mischievous tone in his voice. He moved his hands so that they were at the small of my back.

I blushed as red as his Spider-Man outfit. God, I had absolutely zero filter around the guy, didn't I? "No, I just mean that no one can like your mistakes more than I can."

"That doesn't really help you, you know."

"Well, I'm sorry that I get flustered around guys that I like," I told him.

Now it was Peter's turn to blush. "You-you do like me?"

I couldn't help but smile at Peter's uncertainness of himself. I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him again, a long one that left the both of us breathless. I pulled back, and we were both all smiles as we touched our foreheads together. "I do," I smiled.

I honestly think that no one had ever cared for me more than Peter Parker had. The guys that I'd dated back home weren't all that memorable. I had only ever dated two people in my life. The first one was one of my family friends, because our families thought that we would look cute together. So we dated for a year before it got too awkward and we broke it off. The second guy I only dated because all of our friends thought that we would look cute together. We only lasted a month or two.

There'd never actually been a guy who liked me for me. Who's ever put me before himself without a second thought. Peter broke my fall when I fell out of a tree and broke his own arm in turn. He accidentally revealed himself as Spider-Man so that he could save me. He remembered all these little mannerisms of myself that even I didn't pay attention to. It was like he knew me better than I knew myself. And he did.

I felt like our little romance spell distracted us from what was actually going on, and the chill in the rainy air brought me back. I pressed myself into Peter more to try and absorb his body heat. He wrapped his arms around me fully, pulling me closer to him as I said, "I think we should get home, I'm freezing," I told him.

"Yeah," He agreed. "I'll get us home really fast."

He moved to press the button on his wrist, but I stopped him before he could. He looked confused, but I just held up his mask. "You're going to suck at the whole 'anonymous' thing if people can see your face."

Peter smiled hugely, and I reciprocated it. He took the mask from my hand, sneaking in a quick kiss before he pulls it back on. "At least you get the concept of the mask."

A few minutes later, we were back at our houses. I didn't want to go through the front door in case Shelia woke up, so I clung onto Peter's back as he crawled up the side of the wall to my window. I carefully slipped back into my room. I turned back to the window, where Peter was still clinging on to the wall.

"Thank you," I told him.

He nodded, before he moved to jump away from the wall.

"Wait!" I called, stopping him. Peter did stop and turned back to face me. I jerked my head towards my room. "Come in."

Peter hesitated before shaking his head. "Oh, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?" I asked him, leaning on my window. "I still have a few things to ask you. And I want to ask you as Peter Parker." I stuck out my lower lip, giving him my best puppy eyes that always worked with Ian, no matter how badly he denied it. "Please?"

Peter sighed. "That's not fair. You know I can't resist your puppy eyes."

I smirked as I leaned closer to his masked face. "If you got 'em baby, use 'em."

Peter sighed again before saying, "Give me a second." He dropped to the ground, and dashed into his house.

I took this time to switch out of my soaked clothes into warmer, drier ones, and when I came out of the bathroom, Eddie was sitting on my bed, a box of popcorn in his hands. He was enthusiastically shoving the food into his mouth. "And just when I thought that this couldn't get any better."

I groaned, crossing my arms. "Please don't tell me you were there when Peter and I...well..."

"Kissed?" Eddie finished with a grin. "No, I technically wasn't. But I'm your mentor, I know everything." Then, he broke into a girlish laugh. "But oh, you and Peter kissed! You finally did it!"

"What do you mean, 'we finally did it'?" I asked him. "Where you actually hoping that Peter and I would kiss?"

"Hell yeah! The attraction between you two is so obvious. First off, it's way obvious that Peter likes you-maybe even more. And you eventually learned to like Peter, and maybe even more," He grinned. "Oh, what would your ship name be? Peterline? Padeline?" I could only look on in disbelief as he snapped his fingers. "Maybe your last names! Peckett? Barker? Ah, whatever. We'll figure it out later. Right now, you have a boy at your window."

I gave Eddie a confused look before I turned to my window, and sure enough, there was Peter. Though, he was hanging upside down. It brought a smile to my face, and when I turned to face Eddie, he was already gone. That was good enough for me.

I shook my head with a small laugh as I opened the window for Peter. "Hello," He said, a grin on his face.

"Now you're just showing off," I declared as I stepped aside so that he could slip in. He wasn't in his Spider-Man costume anymore. He was in regular street clothes.

The first thing that Peter did was look all around my room. "What?" I asked, moving to stand next to him. "Something wrong?"

"No," He said. "It's just...the last time that I was properly in here, your room was decorated with the Backstreet Boys posters, and 'N Sync, and that blonde guy who's name started with a J."

"Jesse McCartney?" I guessed, trying not to feel guilty. I didn't need another reminder that I shut Peter out after I became friends with Gwen. I quickly changed the subject. "I have not had the privilege of being in your room yet," I said, sitting down on the floor. I leaned against my bed, and hoped that Peter would take the hint and sit too. He did, and he sat down across from me, leaning on my dresser. "So I have questions."

Peter smiled before nodding. "Go ahead."

"When did you start being able to climb walls, and be quick enough to evade Flash, and break glass backboards?" I asked him, a hint of a smile on my face.

"It really started the day after we were at Oscorp," He started. "Do you remember when I got covered by those spiders?"

I grimaced at the memory. "Unfortunately."

"Well, I got bitten by one of them. And it gave me spider like reflexes. But the webbing I made myself," He explained.

"Okay," I drawled. "Who else knows?"

"Just you."

I bit my lip to keep myself from smiling like too big of an idiot. "Don't I feel special," I giggled. "Why did you become Spider-Man?"

Peter's mood shifted from playful to serious. "I was looking for Uncle Ben's murderer."

And suddenly I didn't feel so playful anymore either. "How were you supposed to find him on your own?"

"The police gave me a sketch of him," Peter explained. "And he said that he also had a star tattoo on his wrist. After I started looking for him...Spidey kinda stayed around."

I nodded my head in understand before I asked my next question. "Why didn't you want to tell me? Why didn't you tell anybody?" I mean, we technically had a falling out, but I was there when Peter got bitten by the spider! Also, I was the dude's guide! You would have thought that he would have felt inclined to tell me.

But I don't think he actually knew about that part.

"You almost fell off of the bridge tonight," He said quietly.

I shook the memory of falling away. I was really going to miss those shoes. They were crappy but they were comfortable. "Yeah, so?"

"You almost fell off because you were trying to help Spider-Man," Peter stressed.

Wasn't that why I was here, though? To help Spider-Man?

I shifted myself so that I was sitting beside Peter, so close to him that our knees were touching. I felt a bit good at the fact that rather than shying away from me like he normally would have, he leaned into my touch. "I'm still not seeing your point, Pete."

"Not seeing my point?" He asked, and shifted so that his body was facing me. "You could have died tonight because you were helping Spider-Man. Because you were trying to help me, you could have died."

"Still not seeing the point," I told him. I really wasn't.

I could tell he was frustrated with me at this point. "Mads, if something happened to you, I would literally go out of my freaking mind." His hand went to cup my cheek, my hair spilling over his fingers. "That's why I didn't want to tell you. Why I'm not telling Aunt May. I'm going to keep you two safe if it kills me."

My heart hammered. That was the second sweetest thing he's ever said to me. But he's sort of pissing me off. "I'm a big girl Peter. I can take care of myself. Remember when I punched Flash?"

"Yeah, that was punching Flash, not going up against a lizard mutant," He argued.

"Lizard mutant or not, Spider-Man, or not, it's still you, Peter," I retorted. "I will do anything to make sure that you are safe. You don't have to have the weight of the world on your shoulders, you know. Or at least New York."

"Then who will?" He asked, bringing his hand back.

"Oh, you still can. You just don't have to alone," I smiled. "I'll help."

Peter immediately started shaking his head. "Madeline, didn't you just hear what I said?"

"I did, but I'm choosing to ignore it," I told him. I turned so that I was sitting cross legged in front of him. "Like I said, you don't have to carry the world on your shoulders, Peter. If you want to, at least share it with me."

"I can't do that, Maddie."

"Too late," I grinned. "You already told me about Spider-Man. Spider-Man's problems are my problems-" literally "-Peter Parker's problems are my problems. You might not be able to take the risk, but I am, Peter. You're still only a teenager. You can't possibly go through this alone." I crossed my arms and stuck my chin out stubbornly. "I won't let you. Besides, with everything that's been going on with Spider-Man with the police and everything, maybe it's best if you lay low for a bit."

"I'm not gonna do that."

"And why not?" I asked him.

"That lizard, Connors-"

"Wait, what?" I interrupted him. "That lizard thing was Connors?"

He looked a bit sheepish. "Yeah. I didn't get the chance to tell you. At least I think it's Connors. It looked like him."

"Well then," I said, sitting up a bit straighter. I was going to have to be more careful when I went to work. "Anyways, you were saying?"

"Right. We don't know what Connors is capable of. Those people on the bridge-you- he could have killed them. Every single one. I have to go after him."

"I'm sorry, I seemed to have missed the memo where that suddenly became your job," I said sarcastically. "If he can kill us, he can kill you. You're not indestructible, Peter."

"Maybe it is my job," He said gently, trying not to make me more upset than I already was.

I huffed, realizing that no matter how hard I tried to convince him, this was Peter. This was what he was meant to do. And if this is what he wanted to do, I was going to back him up on it. "Peter, you're an idiot," I said, though it was supposed to be taken as affectionate. Because he was an idiot. Just a kind hearted one.

He smiled, brushing back the hair that was sitting on my shoulder. "But I'm your idiot."

He laughed as I gave him an annoyed look, but it was more out of him being a dork. "Nice. Way to make a solid save." That reminded me... "Peter, did you mean all those things that you said about me? Those things before we kissed?"

Peter just stared at me for a few seconds before leaning in and kissing me, slowly. I cherished every single moment until he had to pull away. My eyes closed when he kissed me, but they fluttered open again when he pulled away, and I could see the smile on his face. "Every single one."

I couldn't help the nervous smile that formed on my face. "All right, don't you think that you've made a girl blush enough for one night?" I stood up, gesturing to my window. "We still have school, you know."

"Can't we just ditch tomorrow?" Peter asked, standing up.

I ushered him towards the window. "Are you kidding? No way am I letting my attendance slip. And I'm not about to get you into more trouble." See how good of a guide I was being right now? Pssh, I totally got this whole 'guiding' thing. "Now, out you go."

He slipped out of the window, but he stuck his head back in. "No goodnight kiss?"

I thought about it for a second. "You'll have to wait until the morning."

He pouted. "Seriously?"

I laughed before leaning down and giving him a quick peck. "Now, get out of here, Spider-Man. I have to get some sleep."

"All right, all right," He said, pulling his head back. "Goodnight, Madeline."

"Goodnight, Peter."

TBC...

So not so much movie stuff this chapter, BUT FLUFFY STUFF! WE GOT MADS AND PETER'S FIRST KISS! AND A BUNCH OF MORE KISSES! BE HAPPY!

We're gonna jump right back into movie stuff the next chapter. I just wanted something up because I feel horrible not updating for two weeks and giving you that cliffhanger.

Also, did any one notice the little reference I made in this chapter? If you caught it, tell me in a review!

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REVIEW RESPONSES

IKhandoZatman: Of COURSE there's gonna be a sequel! I could not do the Amazing Spider-Man and not do a sequel. I HAVE GOOD THINGS PLANNED BUT FOR YOU GUYS THAT MEANS BAD STUFF BWAHAHAHHAAHA.

WalkingInAWinterWonderlandxx:Some teachers just need to calm themselves. I am so ready to finish school, which I do in a couple weeks! (MORE TIME FOR THIS STORY AND IT'S SEQUEL). AND THERE YOU GO MADS AND PETER KISS FOR YOUUUUUU. And as you can see, Eddie Murphy is the Captain of this Ship (I still can't think of a good ship name ha ha)

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grapejuice101:Thank you!Literally all this chapter was was Mads/Peter moments. AND EDDIE IS THE BOMB I'M SO GLAD I DECIDED TO PUT HIM IN THERE. I wasn't going to originally. And summer is coming up for me, so hopefully I can update more often!

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