Spiderman Homecoming X reader

Chapter 5

A hospital is never quiet, but tonight things were particularly hard for the staff members with the casualties from the Oscorp tower fire being brought in. Hastily they were unloaded from the backs of ambulances and taken through to the emergency room.

Amidst all the commotion a young man in a tailored suit but messed hair came bounding down the corridors desperately searching for his father. Norman Osborn. Only to wish he hadn't when he saw him laid there covered in smoke, his lab coat singed and torn.

"Dad!? Dad!? Can you hear me!?" Harry cried desperately clinging to his hand.

"Sir please back away we are doing everything we can for him!" a nurse tried to usher him away.

"Dad!? Please just say something!" Harry continued to beg.

Norman started to mumble something in response to his son.

"What was that dad!? What are you trying to say!?" he leaned closer.

"Sp... Spiderman..."

But Harry barely caught his dads whisper before the nurse finally succeeded in pushing him away, long enough to wheel his father into a treatment room. All Harry could do was stand there, until another member of staff snapped at him to move out of the way, leaving him to do nothing other than take a seat on the hard plastic chairs and wait.

As Harry sat there tapping his phone in his hands, desperate to be occupied by something, he wished and prayed his dad would make it. But he had very little hope from the expressions of the doctors. At a loss he stared at his phone as thought it would provide an answer. When a thought came to mind.

Opening his Gmail account he started to type, contacting the only other person he could oddly think about at this moment. The only other person who had treated him as a human being, and not just as the next face of Oscorp. Peter Parker.

Hi Peter,

Sorry that this is out the blue, heck this probably isn't even the right email anymore, but I just wanted to try and reach you. I'm going through something rough right now, my dads in hospital and as far as I am aware is in critical condition. It would be great if I could have someone to talk to. Sorry to be a bother.

Harry Osborn

It had been the third time that morning that Peter had read the email on his phone. His mind felt ever so slightly numb and drowned out the sounds of the train. He needed to talk to Ned. He needed to talk to Happy. He needed to talk to Harry. After all these years Harry had finally contacted him, but it was far from a happy event.

As he headed into school he spotted Ned, and when he saw him too he was about to give him his usual greeting when Peter lightly grabbed him by the arm leading him to somewhere private. Silencing Ned and making him start to worry. A word wasn't said until they reached the back of the empty food court.

"What's the matter?" Ned asked immediately already worried.

"The Oscorp fire."

"What about it?"

"I was there."

"You were there last night!?"

"Of course I was, where else would I have been?"

"Somewhere that wasn't as dangerous."

Peter gave him a look that basically communicated, he couldn't have gotten out of that situation even if he wanted to.

"So what happened?"

"I heard a loud explosion and when I got over there it was the Oscorp tower, on fire. I went inside and got all the scientists out, but... there was something else."