lucky list, peter parker ✓

chapter six

chapter six
let's do a lucky list

peter parker was building up the confidence to pop the question. no! not the 'will you marry me' question, but the 'will you do a lucky list with me' question. he was nervous to ask nova, and frankly, he was quiet scared of her saying no.

he didn't want her to say no. he was pretty sure he wouldn't throw the lucky list into a box and forget about it if she said no.

he didn't want it to do it alone. that was the whole reason why he wanted her to say yes so bad. peter didn't think he could do it alone.

wanna get lunch?

peter parker had the message typed up on his phone for a few minutes now. his thumb hovered over the send button, then he would move it away and just pretend it wasn't there anymore.

his thumb pressed down by accident and a the message was sent. peter panicked, what if she said no! what if she left him on read. what if...! beep.

peters phone beeped and he looked down towards it with wide eyes.

sure :) see you soon!

she said yes. peter let out a breath of relief, he then jumped on his feet. he was excited that she said yes. that was step one on his little plan.

did he reply? did he tell her to meet her at delmars? — well it was slightly a given that they were going there, it's where they went every time they had lunch, or dinner.

did he go now? it was 11:25, and the walk would only be twenty-ish minutes. but then he would be early... peter didn't know what to do. he was stuck between going now and waiting for nova at delmars, or leaving and being there at lunch time. and peter still didn't know if he should mention that he wanted to meet her at delmars —

we're meeting at delmars right?

right! yes!

now to figure out if showing up at 11:45 was too early. i'll just show up when i get there. that was okay, right? nova probably wouldn't care, hopefully.

maybe he should ask. but that's weird. the guy always shows up first, right?

peter was over thinking this. if he showed up early no one would care, and that way he could get him and nova a table. if he showed up on time, chances were nova would already be there.

it wasn't even a win/lose situation. it was a win/win because nova didn't mind if peter was late. it was just peter.

im here. you almost here?

in his time stressing over being early or late, peter had forgotten to actually start his walk to delmars. he was twenty-ish minutes away and it was 11:50. he spent spent twenty five minutes stressing about other things.

peter. peter. peter 

almost there!

he wasn't. he still had fifteen minutes to go — if he didn't swing. no — he was not going to do that for a girl. not yet anyways.

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peter swung the door to mr. delmars deli open. his dark brown eyes searched the deli for nova. he was five minutes late. his eyes latched onto nova who was sitting comfortable in the the booth they normally ate in.