Secrets

The Aftermath -5

Tony POV
"Hey Mr. Stark, and Mr. Rogers. May I talk to you?" Peter fumbles out

"Yeah what's up?"

"I was sexually assaulted by Nick. I pressed charges. I don't want it to go further. Please?"

"Oh my god kid." I say. Steve gasps. Our faces frozen.

"When?" Steve blurts

"Saturday" Peter fidgets with his hands.

"Are you okay?" I whispered

"Yes. I just want to move on."

"Well we are always here" Steve adds on. A faint 'fuck' is heard.

"Umm... where the first aid kit?" Harley interrupts

"Huh?"

"Burnt myself while making a cereal" he says

"Its 5 PM dinner is like in 3 hours. How does cereal of all things burn you." I blurt.

"I was going to make a toast so I kept the stove on and then burnt myself." Harley explained

"*cough* You're* cough* an *cough* idiot *cough*" Peter says.

"Thanks." The burnt idiot says.

"Peter handle the burnt idiot."

Peter POV
"You're an idiot Harley."

"The one and only." He says

"Fri can you give me instructions." I've never treated a burn.

"Alright instructions from MAYO clinic." Friday says. She pulls up a hologram of the instructions.

"I'm putting ice on your burn." I've been thinking of going into the medical field. I want to do something with prosthetics and nerves. Neuro, and a little bit of engineering. Right yo my alley.

"I'm putting aloe. Pick a bandaid."

"I want the My Little Pony one." Harley screams.

"Okay."  I put the bandaid on. We sit in uncomfortable silence.

"So....Do you want to talk about want happened at school?" I ask

"Nothing happened Peter." Harley harshly says.

"Okay... because having 'go to hell you boyfriend stealing dick' written on your locker is nothing." I respond. Harley's face widens.

"It was nothing. I've dealt with stupid things like this. I'm going to our room." He screams.

"Harley!"

"What." He snaps

"Why didn't tell anyone about the locker?"

"It doesn't matter." He says. I step into elevator I was previously holding open.

"Yes it does. Tell me."

"No!"

"If you don't, I'm making you watch Grey's Anatomy." I blackmail.

"You hate too. We would suffer together, but fine." He responds.

"It was Nick, he painted on my locker. Then he saw me in the bathroom, and...." he lifted his shirt to show the large blue are on his abdomen.

"Holy shit Harley. He should be in custody tomorrow. Wait let me fix that. I am planning on going into the medical field for college. 7 years of school" I say.

"Nice. I'm thinking of getting my masters in engineering which will take about 4 years, then law school for like 3 years. 7 for me too." He responds. I fix the bruise quickly and go to the living room to get my computer. Its junior year, I got a great score on my SATs. I'm thinking about NYU, or Columbia.

"Hey Cinnabon." Carol says

"Wheres Goose." I ask

"That flerken." Rocket mumble

"Goose is right there. What are you looking for?" Carol asks

"My computer. Looking into colleges. After all 1 month left of junior year, then senior year, then college. I'm taking Goose with me. Does Goose liked to be pet?" I say

"Nice. Only likes to be pet by you." Carol responds. I take Goose and my computer up to the room. I see Harley looking at his phone with headphones in his ears.

"Hey Harls. What are you listening to?"

"Halsey." He responds. I sit on my bed and open my computer to see it completely discharged.

"Ughhhhhhh." I groan

"What's with you?"

"Peter's computer has no battery left. Peter had just started to look at colleges." I say

"Why are you talking you the third person?" Harley questions

"Peter talks in the third person when Peter is mad." I say

"Well I'm going to take a nap." He says

"I will join in on the napping."

"This is a full size bed, because I broke the queen one when jumping on it. So dont get comfortable." I inform

"Okay"

Steve  POV
"Steeeeb. What's for dinnerrrr?" Tony asked

"Indian takeout."

"Yes! Order samosas."

"Okay I'm going to go get Peter and Harley. The guardians/ Carol, are going out. Nat and Bucky are back. They've got an announcement" I say

"Yes! Redhead bitch, and cat lover are coming back."

"Language." I laugh. I go to fetch the pair, and see them sleeping. Peter hogging the bed, and Harley falling off.

"Hey get up, its dinner time." Harley falls of the bed in shock, and rubs his elbow which is red. Peter yawns and comes with me. Something is up. I feel in my bones.

Peter POV
I think I like Harley. Shit. I can't like my best friend.

Hello my dudes. After this chappy a huge time skip will happen. It will be after college, when they have jobs. They will be 26 years old.
-asgardian