Spider-Man: no way home

C 11

I then stop, realising what I am doing.

What the hell am I doing?

The boy tilts his head to the side confused, before I jump off him.

I loose my balance,  falling backwards,  before he uses a web to pull me into him, catching me.

I breathe deeply as I look up at him pushing my face off from his chest.

I look up at him as he leans closer.

Our foreheads resting against one another.

"Um.. uh, Thank you."

"Anytime"

"I—I need to go"

"You do?"

"Yeah I ... I gotta get home. My mom would be worried"

The last thing I need is a lecture from my mom, especially when I told her I was on route.

Plus the grounding thing. Can't really have that if I am wanting to help Peter and all again tomorrow.

"She will?"

"Yeah... I probably am late. I was meant to be home by 12."

"I can drop you off"

"There is no—-"

I shriek as the boy pulls me into him and we lift off the ground.

I feel my heart beating a mile a minute.

Although I was not prepared for that, I somehow felt safer than when Peter did it yesterday.

Is that weird?

As fast as it happened I soon find us in front of my window.

The boy using a foot to slide my window open.

I quickly  unlink my arms from around his arms as I climb through my window into my room, tripping over my bin in the process.

How I managed that with my bedroom light on is beyond me.

But then again I rarely climb through my window that is 10 storeys high.

The boy tried to help me clean up.

"Gwen is that you?"

"Shit. Shit. Shit"

I run to the door locking it before running back and Placing a hand on the boys mouth signalling him to be quiet.

I drop my hand.

"Yes it's just me"

I turn my head towards the door.

Seeing her silhouette as she tries to open the door.

She could still open it with a key but let's hope she doesn't.