Marvel Imagines

Peter

"Bye Tony! I can't wait to meet your client!"

You walk backwards away from Tony while talking with him.

"He's coming late tonight or early tomorrow, so come back!"

You smile and nod as you walk away from his office.

You walk out of Stark Tower and begin your journey home.

It's snowing outside, and there is no one, and you mean NO ONE walking the streets.

You don't think much of it because it is eleven o'clock at night. But still. There should at least be twenty or so people.

You are half way to your house when you hear feet padding behind you. So you stop. And the footsteps stop as well.

You turn and nothings there. You shrug and begin to walk again. But you hear the footsteps once again. A chill of fear runs down your spine. You clutch your bag tighter and quicken your pace.

The feet behind you quicken as well. You are full on sprinting right now. And so are the feet behind you. "Get away from me!" You scream still running.

The foot steps stop. You turn a corner of an alley. You catch your breathe behind a dumpster.

"Please...please go away..." You whisper to yourself.

Slow intimidating foot steps get close to you.
You let a cry escape your lips. Your eyes widen in fear as you cover your mouth with your hands and you forget to breathe.

A head pops up from behind the dumpster right in front of your face. You let out a blood curling scream. "Get away from me! Someone help me! Please!" You cry.

"Sh! I'm trying to help you woman!" The voice soothes you. You look up with tears in your eyes.

"Help me.." You whisper.

"What's wrong?" The boy grows concerned.

"I'm being followed."

The boy's face turns blank.

You stare at each other.

"..."

"..."

"...."

"Um...are you okay?" You whisper.

He shakes his head as if he's shaking a bug away.

"Oh um...that was me..."

"You stalker!" You scream and shove him away.

You stand up to run but he wraps his arms around your waist protectively.

"Don't leave! Let me explain!"

"No! Let go of me!"

"Please! It's Mr. Stark's idea!"

You stop. "Wut?" Your face smudges up. "Why?"

He suppresses his laugh due to your facial expression. "He- um. I'm- you see- I'm his client and hetoldmetogoandmeetyouandhetoldmewhereyouwheregoingandiwantedtosaysomethinhbutiwassostunnedbyyourbeautythatijustfollowedyou? Im sorry."

"What?"

He sighs. "Tony told me to say 'Hi' to you. So Hi!"

"So you followed me like a creep? I thought you'd have some potential." You go to walk away disappointed.

He grabbed your wrist gently. He kisses your hand politely. His face grew red. "Ah-um. My Aunt May said that's how you greet a beautiful woman. Or any woman." His face grew even redder if that's even possible.

You smile. "I'm (Y/N). The girl you just recently stalked. It's nice to meet you, Tony's client."

His eyes glistened. "And I'm Spider Ma- I mean, Peter Parker. And I do apologize for stalking you (Y/N)..."

"It's alright. You can make up for that if I can see you tomorrow at Stark Tower?" You fiddle with your fingers embarrassed.

"That's an easy make up. You'll see me everyday." He laughs.

You laugh along.