Peter's POV
"Have fun." Y/N said. I smiled down at her. Her hand came up and pushed my hair away from my eyes. She stood on her tiptoes and place a gentle kiss on my cheek. My eyes went wide and I felt my face heat up. "Text me when you're on your way back." I barely heard her speak due to my head feeling like it was spinning.
"S-Sure. I'll see you later, Y/N." I stuttered and scrambled out of the door. Heart racing, I leaned against the wall to calm myself. Get it together, Parker. I thought to myself.
Why did I feel so flustered after Y/N kissed me? She's just my best friend. I shook my head and pushed myself off the wall. I took a glance back at the door before making my way out of the building. Hands tucked in the pockets of my hoodie, I walked the streets of Queens. My heightened senses were on alert for any criminals on the street. I tapped the back pocket of my jeans and felt my mask which was tucked safely from prying eyes.
I walked into the subway and waited for the train to arrive. I tapped my foot as my thoughts went back to Y/N. How smart she is, how funny she is, how beautiful she is. Wait, what? The train reached the station and someone pushed me, impatiently.
"Move, kid!" The man shouted. I muttered an apology and entered the train. I spotted an empty seat and sat down. I pulled out my phone to pass the time. I opened my camera roll and saw that Y/N had taken selfies while I was getting ready. I smiled at her goofy poses. I scrolled up and saw a picture of the two of us that made me stop. I was carrying her piggy-back style and was looking at her while she laughed. I couldn't help but think of how good we looked together. Like together, together. I locked my phone and leaned my head back on the window.
Thoughts like these were gonna be the death of me. I heard the train conductor announce that we were stopping at this station.Three more until I have to go down. People filed in and out the train before the train started to move again. The shaking window made my head feel like it was being thrown around in a blender. The plastic seats weren't doing much for comfort more so than it being there for me not to sit on the dirty floor. I thought of what I could have been doing on a Friday night rather than being in this dusty train. I could have been laying down in my pjs, a movie on, and Y/N curled up into my side... WAIT.
The conductor announced the next station, snapping me out of my thoughts. I placed my elbows on my knees and leaned forward. Why did I keep thinking of Y/N? How she'd make the stupidest jokes when I was feeling down, how she would run her fingers through my hair when I needed comfort, how she'd listen to me blabber on about science even though I knew she could care less. I thought of she'd get so excited about the simplest things, her eyes would get really wide and her voice really high. I thought of how beautiful she looked when she laughed. I wanted to be the one to make her laugh for the rest of her life. I gripped my hair and groaned.
"You okay there, son?" I looked to my side and saw an old man with stark white hair and a mustache to match. His eyes were framed by black-rimmed square glasses. The old man looked at me with a questioning look when I didn't answer.
"Y-yeah. I'm f-fine." I stuttered. My phone beeped and I looked down and saw a text from Y/N. I unlocked my phone and read it.
Hope you made it to Liz's safely. Don't get too drunk. See you when you get home, dork. <3
I smiled at the little heart, my own heart racing a bit faster.
"Ah. So it's a girl." The old man said.
"Excuse me?" I asked, a smile still plastered on my lips.
"That smile," He pointed to my face. "That smile doesn't come from just anything. It comes from a special someone." I felt my cheeks heat up and averted my eyes from the man. The old man chuckled. "What's her name?"
I looked up at him, ready to deny my feelings for my best friend, but he had a kind face and was waiting eagerly for me to respond. I sighed. "Y/N."
"Y/N. Pretty name. You tell her you like her yet?" He asked. I scoffed.
"I can't." I said.
"Why not?"
"S-she's my best friend. What if she doesn't like me back? I'll lose her forever! I'd rather be around her as her friend than not be around her at all." I admitted. The thought of never being around Y/N broke my heart.
"Well, you'll never know until you try. You'll live a life of regrets if you don't."
The man's words struck a nerve with me. I thought of Uncle Ben and how I still regret not answering his calls that night. I regret not stopping that robber. I will regret that for the rest of my days. I will not live my life regretting that I never told the girl I loved how much she meant to me. I stood up abruptly. The moving train caused me to lose my balance a bit. I righted myself and turned to the man.
"You're right. I shouldn't wait around for something to happen. I should just make it happen. Thank you, sir." I said to him.
"Go get her, son." He smiled at me. I gave him a nod.
The train stopped and I sprinted out. I ran out of the station and looked at the sign to see where I was. I cursed silently as I saw that I was about 30 minutes away from home. I needed to get to Y/N fast. I looked around and saw a dark alley. I walked into it and pulled out my mask. I put it on and started to scale up the wall of the building beside me. Reaching the roof, I pulled out my phone. I opened it and saw Y/N's face. I smiled before placing the phone back in my pocket. I took a few paces back and took a running start. Once, I reached the ledge of the roof I jumped and shot a web at the next building.
I begun to swing back to Queens, mentally slapping myself for wasting my time pining for Liz Allen when all I could ever want was right in front of me.
