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A Good Shagging PT. 2 / OUAT AU - Peter Pan

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A/N: Imagine going to school in London, and the a group of boys known as the Lost Boys, well their "leader" has a little crush on you.
PT. 1
FANDOM: OUAT
PAIRING: Peter Pan x Reader
READER AGE: 16-17
RATING: K
TITLE: A Good Shagging
WORD COUNT:

"Why not?" he asked.

"I think you try too hard to be the bad boy everyone sees you as," you said with a raised brow.

That made him laugh and look away. "You see me as a bad boy?" he asked with a raised brow. You smiled crookedly at that.

"No," you said and his face went serious. "I don't."

"My name's Peter," he then said, sticking out his hand. You looked at it and then him.

"I don't even want to know where that's been, so I won't shake it," you said with a smile. He laughed at that. He thrusted his hands in his pockets and smirked.

"What now?" you asked.

"You're really beautiful," he said. "That's all."

"What are you trying to achieve?"

"Nothing."

"He called you beautiful," Sandra fussed as you two were walking in the corridor. You opened your locker with a sigh.

"So?" you said.

"So, he thinks you're beautiul!"

"I already know I'm beautiful," you said. "I don't need some stupid playboy telling me that."

"Ugh, Y/N! You don't get it," she whisper-yelled. "He's hot!"

You didn't understand the appeal. He was just a guy who toyed with girls' feelings like it was no big deal. You hated guys like that. You bet he couldn't even sleep with the same girl twice.

"I need to pee," you huffed. You walked toward the restroom along the corridor and caught Peter staring at you. He was leaning against the girl's restroom door like he knew you were going to be there.

"Are you following me?" you asked.

"Hmm," he hummed. "Maybe," he said flirtatiously.

"Get out of my way," you commanded. To your surprise he moved. You slowly opened the door and went in.

"I get what I want," you heard his voice echo off the tile walls.

"What the hell?" you snapped. He just came at you and trapped you in between himself and the wall. He set each hand on either side of your head and looked at your body up and down. "And you're what I want."

You laughed without humor that that. His lips grazed yours ever so slightly.

"So you can use me once and throw me away?" you said, he shifted uncomfortably. You then pushed him away from yourself with a huff.

Sandra was right though, he was good looking. But—

"You're disgusting," you spat. He just smirked at that.

"Yeah? What else?" he said with a flick of his head upwards.

"You're lonely," you said. "And sad. That's why you sleep around."

"Don't analyze me," he said with a warning tone.

"You try to fill some void," you kept going. He looked at you and then smiled.

"And maybe you can fill that void you're talking about," he said. You laughed.

"No thank you," you said.