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Also, I don't know why I didn't do this before. Being the big dummy I am, I should of thought to put all the songs for each chapter on! So, I'll start that from now on but here as the songs for each chapter.

Chapter 1 - Last Kiss by Taylor Swift

Chapter 2 - Holding Out for a Hero - Ella Mae Bowen

Chapter 3 - Payphone by Maroon 5

Chapter 4 - Sparks Fly - Taylor Swift

Chapter 5 - Heartbeat by The Fray

Chapter 6 - Better Than Revenge by Taylor Swift & Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) by Kelly Clarkson

Chapter 7 - Wanted by Hunter Hayes

Chapter 8 - Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran

Chapter 9 - Red by Taylor Swift

And this one is Mountain Sound by Of Monsters and Men

Anyway, I hope you guys like this chapter and this chapter is dedicated to Tired And Insprired! She's also writing a Spider-Man fanfic! It's called Falling. Check it out, it's really good!

Clothing for this chapter is on my profile.

ENJOY!

Chapter 10: Deep Into the Mountain Sound

It had been a couple months since the incident with the lizard. The city hadn't seen him in weeks. I didn't know whether or not that was a good thing. I mean, the city was happy, along with my father, that he wasn't here, causing destruction. Which, yeah, that was good but something deep down inside me told me that wasn't the last time we were going to see something. He was planning something more, I was sure of it. The question was, what was he planning? Maybe I shouldn't over think things. Maybe I'm just being some stupid girl sticking her head where it shouldn't be. I guess that's what happens when your the Chief of Police's daughter.

I saw Peter the next day at school and apologized for what happened at his house earlier. He was totally ok of it and said that maybe it was better we stayed friend. I didn't know to take it in a good way or a bad way but either way, it was good but I felt like a total hypocrite. See, I liked Peter, like I said, I really did and I really would like to try with him but I my heart was also open to another. Spider-Man. Just saying his name brought shivers down my spine. After that kiss, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I guess after a guy saves your life a couple times, he ha a place in your heart. I've been so afraid to fall in love again after what happened with Noah that I've been afraid to let anyone in.

My heart was like a piece of glass that Noah failed to hold onto. He dropped it and it shattered. Both Spider-Man and Peter came along and picked up the broken pieces. They tried to make it whole again. The only problem was, both Peter and Spider-Man held half of my heart and I didn't know which to choose.

After the couple months after the incident, Peter and I started hanging out more and eventually became friends. We acted like we've been friends since the day we were born. I still hanged out with Stevie but still kept my distance.

It was the middle of November. Snow was already on the ground in New York and there was a light breeze in New York which blew the snow in my face.

I hated snow so much, it wasn't even funny. I always had a bad experience with snow. A couple times I've gotten the family car stuck in snow which has resulted in my father taking valuable time from work to come dig me out. I've also got stuck at the school once because of this big blizzard we one year. Yeah sure, its fine when your with your friends but when your stuck with people you had the most, i.e. Jenifer Redinfer (why her parents gave her that name even he last name is so similar will always stub me) and her cheerleading followers, then you hate the snow even more.

Anyway, I was waiting outside for Peter. He made me wait outside while he "went to go grab something". Why couldn't I just wait in the lobby? Would of been a lot better than waiting out in this darn cold. I had my ear buds burred into my ears when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and right away came face to face with a baby blue gift bad with white crinkle paper coming out of the top and red ribbons attached to the side.

"Happy Birthday!" Peter said as he held the bag in front of me.

Oh my god, how did he find out? I mean, now a days people found out your birthday on Facebook. Saying Happy Birthday even though having no freakin' clue it was actually your birthday. My cousin's didn't even know. They're just lucky that I have Facebook but Peter didn't have Facebook. He thought it was a pointless waste of time. I didn't even tell Peter it was my birthday.

"Oh my god," I said as a big smile on my face, trying to hide the shock that hit me like lightning. "How...How...How-" I tried saying.

"Did you really think you were going to hid this from me," he said with that signature smirk of his. Good god, I loved that smirk. "Next time just tell me before I find out through the year book that it's your birthday day"

I didn't want to make a big deal about it. I mean, my birthday hadn't been the same since my mom passed away. She would always try to do something special for me on my birthday. A big birthday breakfast, my favorite. Bacon, eggs and toast with strawberry jam on top and she'd always make a cake for all of us for the evening. Even after my parents divorced, my mom still tried to make my birthday special. Ariel's too. My parents tried getting along just for our sake but they'd always end the night, after Ariel and I ran up to bed, having a huge argument and it was usually on Ashley and her involvement in our lives.

I always found Ashely always trying to start a fight with my mom which would result with both my parents fighting. Ariel always said that Ashely was trying with mom but because of mom's...personal issues, she'd flip the second Ashely opened her mouth.

Peter handed me the blue bag and placed it in my hand. I clutched the handles of the bag and sighed.

"Pete...you...you didn't have to do this"

He shook his head before scathing his neck in that sexy way he did it. Good god! Damn you teenage hormones!

"I wanted to. You're my best friend. Best friends do this for each other, " he said as he emphasized on the friends. Was he trying to get at something? "Go on," he said as he gestured his head to the gift bag. "Open it"

I was about to dig my hand into it but than shivered from the cold.

"Um...can I open it later. I'm cold" I said as I wrapped my arms around my body, trying to warm me up.

Peter laughed as he nodded. "Yeah sure no problem" he said as he made his way down the sidewalk, still laughing.

I glared at him as I walked beside him.

"What's so funny?"

"It's just, you must be the only person in New York that's always cold"

"Hey," I said. "It's cold"

"It's only -5, Bells" I loved it that he called me that.

"It's still cold!" I said as I still wrapped my arms around my body, trying to keep in the warmth.

Peter laughed again and shook his head before pulling off his jacket and wrapping it around me. I stopped as I breath in the sweet scent of his. It made my legs tremble. I grabbed the sides of the jacket and wrapped it around me before looking at Pete and smiled.

"Thanks" I said, softly.

"Anything for you" he said with a smirk as we continued walking to my place.

The past couple months, Peter would walk me to my door. It felt comfortable walking with him. We'd always joke and laugh and it felt safe with him. Peter was no muscle man but, damn, he was so strong.

Well, there the two of us were. After going up the elevator, we stood in front of my door. Awkwardly. It always ended like that, I don't know why.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked him, still clutching the gift bag.

"Are you gonna-"

Before he could finish, the front door opened and there stood Ashley, looking at us with a surprised look on her face.

"Oh," she said. "I thought I heard someone out here" she said with her plastic smile plastered across her face.

"What are you doing home early?" I snapped at her.

"Well," she said, still 'smiling'. "I got out early because I told them it was a special someone's birthday" she said, poking my shoulder. I hated when she put on her little act.

"Really?" I asked, giving her that look.

"Yup," she then turned to Peter. "Ah, this must be Peter"

"Yes ma'am," He said with his smile. "I'm Peter Parker. Nice to meet you" he said holding out his hand for a shake.

She accepted and shook his head and smiled.

"Who, a gentleman and a good looker," she then leaned into me. "I see why you talk about him so much,"

I felt my eyes bug out of my sockets as Peter turned and gave me that 'Oh really' look. It reminded me for that Mr. Bean meme but in a less creepy way. I was about to kill Ashley on the spot as I turned and gave her the deadliest glare I've even given her and believe me. I've given her a lot.

"Would you like to have dinner with us Peter? We're having Annabelle's favorite. Seafood Alfredo with Greek salad"

"Peter can't he has-"

"I'd love to, Mrs. Jamison" he cut me off as he gave Ashely a big smile. I turned and gave him my death glare.

"Great!" Ashely said in excitement. "My husband will be home in an hour so you guys can hang out before suppers ready"

I still glared at Peter as he turned and smiled at me before walking into my apartment. I followed him in and started taking off his jacket and hanging it on a hook before hanging my other jacket underneath on our coat tree.

"You guys can just go hang out in your room," Ashley called in the kitchen. "I'll call you guys when dinners ready!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Jamison!" Peter called back to her.

"You welcome, sweetheart!"

Urgh! She made me want to hurl with that sweetheart crap.

Peter then turned with me with a smile and his hand in his jacket pocket as I still glared at him.

"What?" he asked, still with a smile on my face. He knew how I felt on Ashely yet he still tried to get under my skin about it. Him and Ariel had the same views on Ashley that it made me want to scream.

I rolled my eyes at him before turning my heel and walking down my hallway, hearing him walk after me. I opened my door and plopped right onto my bed, setting my purse aside. I was a little nervous of him being in here. This was his first time in my room.

"Just like I remembered" He whispered as he looked around my room.

Did I just hear what I think I heard?

"What?" I asked in disbelief. That couldn't be right.

"I-uh," he said as he scratched the back of his neck. "I said...Just like I thought"

I rested my hands on my hips and glared at him.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Well...I...uh," he then pointed at my bedroom wall. "The colour is ruby red and I know it's your favorite colour"

A small smile started to creep the corners of my mouth. I couldn't believe he knew all of that. Peter sighed in relief as I sat down on my bed. Peter slowly walked over and took a seat next to me as the gift sat on my lap. He gestured towards the bag with his hand.

"Go ahead" He said with his smile.

I felt my cheeks warm up a bit before slowly pulling away the white crinkle paper. I pulled the first object out and squealed in excitement.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe you got this for me" I said as I pulled out the album of my favorite band, Of Monsters and Men. I adored their music.

"I knew that it was on your wish list and had to get it for you"

"Aw, thanks Pete"

"Wait, there's more"

I turned back to the bag and picked up another object. This time, a pair of shin pads came from the bag. I looked at them with a questionable look on my face before turning to Peter with the same look.

"What are these for?" I said as I rubbed the plastic layer with my thumbs.

Peter let out that boyish laugh of his before gesturing towards the shin pads.

"For your next skateboarding lesson" He said as my eyes opened wide in fear.

"No!" I said loudly as I dropped the pads in my lap. "Don't even think about it," I picked up the pads and placed them on the bed beside me. "Last time was a bad experience"

"Annabelle Jamison. As god as my witness, I will teach you how to ride a skateboard"

"I'll crash again and this time I might really hurt myself" I said with my arms crossed over my chest. Believe it or not, I was actually still scared to go on that demon of a skateboard.

"Hey," Peter reached out and put his hand on my knee. "I promised, I won't let you get hurt"

We stayed liked that for a bit, staring into each others eyes. Good god, how I melted into those chocolate brown eyes of him. You could see a hit of gold in them when the sun hit his eyes. How did Peter Parker not have a girlfriend. Anyone could fall for his good looks. Everyone was just to stupid to listen to the typical bully who picked on Pete all the time. I could care less what other people said about him. Pete was a good guy.

We stayed like that until I pulled away and Peter let go and backed away.

My phone than rang and I picked up my phone and saw that it was Noah. Why the hell was he phoning me? I let out a groan as I chucked my phone on my pillow behind me. Peter gave me a concerned look as he dugged his hands into his jean pockets.

"Who is it?"

I sighed as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Noah. God! We haven't talked to each other in months and yet he has the nerve to phone me today"

"Hey, don't worry 'bout it. He's thousand of miles away"

I gave Pete a smile. He then stood up and pulled his skateboard out of his backpack.

"Come on, lets go practice"

I let out a sigh as I stood him and placed my hands on my hips.

"You're not going to stop bugging about this, are you?"

"Nope" he said as he emphasized on the 'p'.

I gave him a warm smile then turned around and picked up the shin pad.

"Alright, lets go

"Annabelle has never brought one of her new friends for dinner before" Ashely said as she smiled at Peter.

We were all sitting for dinner. Dad sat at the front end of the table, Ashley sat on his right, I sat on his left and Pete sat beside me.

"I didn't invite him," I said as I stopped spinning my alfredo and looked at Ashley. "You made him stay"

"Annabelle" My father said sternly as he was preparing to eat his.

"Sorry" I said sheepishly as I continued to eat.

"So Peter," My dad said, now looking up at Pete. "Tell us a little bit about yourself. Annabelle only mentions about you from time to time but we don't really know anything about you"

Peter cleared his throat before speaking up.

"Well, sir, I live with my aunt, just her and I, and got to school with Belle. Other than that, that's pretty much it" he said before taking at bite of his supper.

"No hobbies?" Ashely asked.

"Well...I like photography"

Ashley's eyes opened up in excitement.

"Really? Well, I don't know if Annabelle told you but I'm an Art Director-"

"Nope, never" I said looking up at Ashely and looked at her rather annoyed.

"Annabelle" Dad said again.

I sighed as I looked back down at my dinner.

"And we're always looking for art from our young folks of New York," Ashley continued. "I'd love to see what you do"

"He said he was a photographer, Ashley," I said. "Not an artist"

"Photography is art, Annabelle. It's a different form of an art expression"

"I'd love for you to look at some of my photos Mrs. Jamison" Peter piped up.

We all turned to look at Peter as he sat there with a big grin on his face. I glared over at Ashely as she stood there with a smile on her face, giving her a glow. I just rolled my eyes as I continued on eating.

"So, hows the case on Dr. Connors?" Ashley asked my father. Dad let out a sigh.

"No leads. Its like he...vanished. Which is probity for the best. I'm now enjoying work that all I have to worry about low lives stealing from convenient stores and the occasional murder"

"Do you think Spider-Man took care of it?" I asked.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Peter's head pop up. Dad stared at me with a funny look on his face.

"What's with the occasional Spider-Man question every week, Anna? That's all you ever ask about"

Pete let out a chuckled as I felt my cheeks heat up. I looked over and glared at my father.

"Hey, its not even day you see a guy in a red and blue spandex suite swing around the city. I'm just...curious" Saying before I took a bite of my dinner.

"Riiiiight and I'm James Bond," My dad said before taking a bite of his. My dad then looked up at Peter and finished his food in his mouth. "Hey," he said pointing at Pete. "Are you the same Parker kid that was dating Captain Stacy's daughter?"

I almost chocked on my food as I looked over at Peter with wide eyes. Peter looked scared as he tried to smile his way out of this one.

"I...uh...We-We were just...seeing each other. Nothing really" He said before taking at ship of his water.

"That's not what the boys at the station say. They even said you went over to the Stacy's for dinner one time"

"Stacy?" I asked. "As in Gwen Stacy?"

"Yeah," my dad said. "Her father was the last police chief. After he died, I got the job"

Was that way she acted funny with me? Cause my dad was the new police chief. The one who took her dad's job? Or was it because I was friends with Peter? Why didn't Pete mention her?

After dinner, I took Peter back to my room. I wanted to show him my hang out spot on the roof. It was still rather early and I wasn't expecting Spider-Man until later.

I climbed up the latter first and I heard Peter come up after me. As I jumped down onto the roof, I backed away and opened my arms wide as Peter jumped down.

"Well come to my sanctuary," I said with a big smile. "Where I come to escape from my crazy life to preform and basically chill" I ended with a giggle.

Peter stared at me for a second before smiling down at his shoes. I felt my smile fade away as I stared at him with concern.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing it's just," He looked up at me, still smiling. "Your laugh. I-It's...beautiful"

My cheeks started heating up as I looked away into the New York skyline. I kept staring at it until I heard a click. I looked over at Pete and saw his camera raise up to his face before he pulled it down at looked at me with that devilish smile of his. I laughed as I ran over to him and snatched the camera from his hands.

"What was that?" I asked, still holding onto his camera.

"Nothing I just thought...you looked great the way the lights reflected on your face"

I rolled my eyes as I examined the old camera, making my way over to the ledge and sitting on it.

"Seriously Pete. When are you going to join the 21st century and get a digital camera?"

"Hey," he walked over and sat beside me. Putting his hands into his pockets. "That's a vintage. Takes the best kind"

"I bet" I passed him back his camera and he took it.

We sat there in silence for a minute before Peter piped up something.

"So...whats with this Spider-Man questions?" Peter asked with that smile of his that just made me want to sock him in the mouth.

I gave him my death glare and let out a groan.

"Nothing, ok. I was just...curious"

"Why so curious?"

"Well," I said as I dugged my hands in my pockets. "I just...I love the thrill of a masked man running around New York City. Saving damsel's in distress and helping people without wanting anything in return. It's just...neat,"

Peter nodded before looking ahead and smiling.

"Don't make fun of me"

"I'm not. It's just...good to know," Peter then turned at me with wide eyes and and big smile. "He saved you?"

"What?!" I yelled out right away. "No, no. Don't be silly"

"Come on, I won't tell"

"He hasn't," Peter gave me that looked. He knew I wall just lying to him. I sighed. "Alright. Fine. He has"

"When was this?"

"First day of school. Some...creeps attacked me on my way home"

Pete's smile faded away.

"Where you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah I was fine"

"And let me guess, you like him now"

"Not really...and I doubt he like me. No one does. They wouldn't have a reason to" I said before tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

Peter grabbed my face and pulled it towards him with sympathy in his look.

"Hey, of coarse you do. You're beautiful"

Oh no, this was it. Just those two words made my heart melt into his hands. Peter Parker had my heart. Pete, slowly, started leaning in. This was it. He was going to kiss me and I was ready. I had gotten over Noah. He wasn't part of my life anymore and he didn't hold my heart. I wanted to give it to someone else. Someone I knew that wasn't going to hurt me. Someone I knew that was going to be there for me every step of the way. I let Peter down last time, I wasn't going to do it again.

I accepted it and started leaning in, with my eyes closed. Waiting for the feeling of his lips to touch mine. It was coming. I could feel his hot breath hit my cheeks. Funny, this almost felt familiar. We leaned feather. I was anxious to kiss him.

"Whose that?" Peter asked.

I popped my eyes open and saw Peter looking down at something on the street behind me. I turned around and saw a familiar red pick-up truck parked in front of my apartment building. I then laid my eyes on the brown cowboy boots stepping out of the truck and saw the familiar face that I knew so well. I then started to choke on the air I was breathing.

"Bells, who is it?" Peter asked again.

"N-Noah"