*SIGH* My dumb parents are fighting again. I grab my bag of spray paint and phone and leave. I put my earphones in walk, tears brimming in my eyes. I keep walking until I find an empty alleyway. "Perfect." I mutter opening my bag and taking out my f/c spray paint. "Alright let's get to work." Time skip I stand back to admire my work. Brooklyn. Im about to take a picture when, RING RING! Goes my phone. I look at it. Mom. "Hello?" I answer. "Oh good honey your ok. Where are you?" She says in a worried tone. "Maybe if you and dad weren't fighting you would have heard me leave." I reply blankly. "Honey please come home it's dangerous this time of night." I sigh. "Ok in a minute." I respond. "Thank you sweetie." She says. "Yeah." I hang up. Now back to what I was doing. I open my camera app, when I heard a clatter in the darkness. I gasp and pull out my pocket knife, dad got me my last birthday. "Who's there?" I stupidly call out. Damn it y/n ya done did it. "Relax it's me." I hear a familiar male voice. "Oh Spider-Man it's just you." I breathe a sigh of relief.
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I suddenly look at the spray paint on the wall. "Oh h-hey. You know I just so HAPPENED to stumble upon this." I stutter try to make an excuse. "So that explains the paint on your hands." He laughs. I look down at my hands and see f/c paint on them. "Crap." I mutter. He chuckles. "Ya know, I do this too. When I'm not Spider-Man." He admits, leaning against the wall. "Oh really?" I smirk trying not to full on smile. He shakes his head then looks at me. "Ya know a pretty young lady like you shouldn't be out here by yourself." He's right. I was so upset about my parents fighting I didn't think about getting mugged or anything. "Oh right." Is all I can say. "Would you like me to take you home?" He offers. My face lights up. "Of course." I smile. I go to him and put my arms around his neck. He holds my waist. "Wait I'm afraid of heiiiIIIIIIIIIIGHTS!!!!!" I yell. Next thing I know we're soaring through the air.
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Then we land at my house. My legs feel like spaghetti noodles, and not the uncooked kind either. I look at Spider-Man, and realize I'm still holding his neck. I let go." Th-thank you f-for bringing me h-home." I embarrassingly stutter. "Any time." He says. "Um is there anyway to repay you?" I ask. He looks at me. "A kiss would do." He says, rubbing his neck. My eyes widen. He noticed this and reply's quickly, "It was a joke, I was joking." He chokes out. Then I do the unthinkable. I lift his mask above his lips and plant mine on his. And this wasn't just a peck. Nonono, it was a full blown make out sesh. Between kisses I ask, "Your-mm-15,16-mm." He does the same. "Mmhm." He hums back. This goes on for about three minutes when my phone rings again. We pull apart. I look at it and it's my mom again. "W-well I'd b-better go." I stutter once-a fucking-gain. "Y-Yeah. You too" he also stutters. Then he shoots a Web and is gone. I open my door and go inside.
Not bad for a lot of words huh not my first book but I feel proud I actually wrote this out like the geek I am. Welp hope you liked part two coming soon.
