Y/N doesn't remember much about city life, except that it's fabulous and full of glamour. However, her and her mother's stingy new apartment in Queens isn't quite the same. Things just don't seem to be looking up for the once popular high school que...
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As I unfolded the letter, I couldn't help but recognize the paper she had written on came from the pads of paper Midtown gave out in the masses. Her neat handwriting slanted to the right ever so slightly, but every line was perfectly straight. I walked to my room with the paper and envelope in my hand before sitting down at my desk to read it.
Dear Peter,
I know writing a letter may seem over the top, but I couldn't think of any other way to tell you how I fully feel yet. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did when you told me such a small lie that meant virtually nothing, and I shouldn't have told you you were my best friend. The truth is, I'm just really happy that we are friends, and all of this change in my life is making me a little extreme. I made a friend and wanted to ensure they wouldn't leave me. I've never really been good with change if you can't already tell. I was like this when my dad left my mother and me, and I was like this when I had to leave my hometown. However, I've been doing better now. As you may or may not know, we've got a friend in common. Spider-Man. I met him a day after I met you, and I already asked him to tell you I was sorry. And, even if you knew I was sorry through him, I wanted you to hear it through me too. I know secrets can be kept because somebody doesn't feel ready to say something yet, or because somebody told them never to tell anybody. I respect that some things are better left unspoken, but from now on, I'd like us to keep as little secrets from one another as possible. And now that I'm talking about it, there is a secret I've been keeping from you. I kissed Spider-Man and he's the guy who I told you I was head over heels for. But behind that, I have a secret I haven't told anybody yet. On my second day in New York, I saw Spider-Man climb into your window, and that's how I figured out that we had friends in common before he told me. Anyway, I hope that cleared things up between us or at least cleared the air a little bit. So, if you get this letter and forgive me, just give me a hug when you see me in the morning or at school. If you don't get this letter, or choose to reject my apology, I will not hold it against you and we can continue our lives as merely neighbors and classmates. But Peter, in all seriousness, I'm glad I got to be friends with somebody as remarkable as you in the days I've been here.
Love, Y/N
I put the letter back in the envelope and carefully placed it in the drawer of the nightstand by my bed. Today had been a whirlwind but in the end, the storm came to a pause. Maybe even an end. I sat on the edge of my bed an smiled. I kissed the girl of my dreams and she's not mad at me anymore! Should I text her? Just so she knows I got the letter. Or maybe just to say goodnight. Or anything. I just wanted to talk to her again. Pulling my phone out of my sweatpants pocket, I opened my texts and began to draft a text to Y/N.
Hey, It's Peter, I got your letter
I got the letter, we're all good
Hey, thanks for the letter, can't wait to cash in my hug tomorrow morning
Got the letter, can we talk tomorrow?
I deleted one after the other and debated just not saying anything. But I really wanted to talk to her again. Like, a lot. Maybe I should just sleep. I plugged my phone into its charger and pulled out the envelope again. I skimmed over it, closing my eyes and trying to imagine Y/N's voice.
"I'm just really happy that we are friends"
"I kissed Spider-Man and he's the guy who I told you I was head over heels for"
"just give me a hug"
"I'm glad I got to be friends with somebody as remarkable as you in the days I've been here."
I couldn't stop the excitement from racing around my head. She was glad we were friends! She wanted me to hug her again! She thinks I'm remarkable! She's head over heels for me! She said it herself. She's! Head! Over! Heels! For! Me! I just wanted to scream in excitement. I could feel a huge grin spread across my face. Today was amazing. I let the grin rest there and the letter hang in my hands for a while before putting it back in the envelope and drawer and rolling off to sleep.
A/N THIS CHAPTER DIDNT MEET MY USUAL 1000 WORDS OR ABOVE SO I'M SORRY BUT I HOPE THIS WAS A GOOD CHAPTER FOR Y'ALL. ALSO I'VE GOT LISTS OF TOM HOLLAND AND PETER PARKER IMAGINES THAT I THINK I'M GONNA TURN INTO A BOOK SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW AND CHECK IT OUT IF I PUBLISH IT!!! LOVE YOU GUYSSS ❤️❤️❤️❤️
