I want love | PeterMj

|6| instead of using words

There she was, standing alone in the science lab.
His immediate thought was that she stayed there longer to finish some unnecessary school project.

He always smiles when his mind decided to bring up her honest opinion about school projects,

'they're dumb, they're nonsense, and I bet I'll never use this information unless someone ever kidnaps me and tells me that if I know how classic music impacts on some flower he'll let me go'

The truth is, that Michelle actually searched for a job.

Not because she actually saves money for university (although she wants to go to one, but not to Harvard, too much work)

She needs to find a job so she could help her parents with bills, money for food, (basically just money)

She searched for a few good minutes when she heard a faint sound of footsteps, her head slightly moved to the direction of the door and her eyes laid on the infamous Peter Parker.

"Hey what are you doing here?" Michelle blurted out while hiding all of the newspapers that offered different jobs.

"I actually just walked in the hallway and saw you inside alone" Peter explains, noticing Michelle's attempt to hide something.

"Oh"

"Yeah" he smiled.

Peter looked down at his shoes, purposely hiding the blush creeping to his cheeks before he calmed down and looked back up to face Michelle pacing up and down across the room.

"I actually have to get something off my chest" Michelle mumbled, avoiding meeting his eyes at any cost.

"Sure, what is it?" Peter asked, full of questions.

"Well uh- you know how I'm not good at expressing my feeling or getting close to people." Michelle started and shot a quick glance to see peter nodding slowly.

"I uh- you may think I'm crazy or something. you'll probably think 'uh where did this came from' but anyways I just- I like you peter"

Peter froze in his place, following Michelle's eyes to see they're staring right at his lips.

He walked to Michelle and in a swift motion locked their lips together.

Now it was finally just them.

Finally peter got what he wante-

"Peter it's already 7:40 you're late for school" May shook the sleepy brunette.

His alarm rang 5 times and he didn't move.

Peter jolted awake and looked down at his hands before a sad sigh left his lips.

It was just a dream.

But I have to do something now, I can't ignore that dream.

But it felt so real...

I have to do something

Today

At school maybe?

Yes do it, loser.

Peter decided to go for it and started running to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He is so positive about this day that he even flossed (doesn't happen everyday)

He wore the nicest causal tshirt he owns and quickly walked to the kitchen. he grabbed a red apple (because the green ones suck) before saying goodbye to May and closed the door behind him.

-

There she was, standing alone in the science lab.
His immediate thought was that she stayed there longer to finish some unnecessary school project.

This time it wasn't a desperate dream.

This time it was for real.

He was unsure she would even take him seriously, or return the feelings back. He remembers her reaction the other morning, and it didn't sound like she was happy. (Although it's Michelle, you can never actually know, right?)

Michelle's eyes slightly wondered around the room, she was bored (the really bored kind)

It was another dumb school project, and she had zero idea on what to do. Not to mention the deadline is today.

She quietly hummed a Beatles song she doesn't remember the lyrics to when her eyes landed on peter, staring right-into her eyes.

She jumped in surprise and laughed awkwardly, avoiding any eye contact.

Peter smiled to himself, she's such a cutie.

Well, a girl who's obsessed with murder stories and horrifying serial-killers.

But she's still cute though.

"Hey, Pete" she said sheepishly, still not over that morning incident or the undying feelings she has for him.

"Hey, I saw you here way earlier than usual, are you okay?" He asked sweetly (how the hell can someone be so nice? Michelle thought)

"Yeah I'm okay, I just forgot about this stupid science project we had to make and now I'm trying to come up with something" she said while rolling her eyes in anger, he laughed and didn't notice how he placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled.

"I can just add your name to my project, isn't this the usual already?" He asked laughing, Michelle is the most responsible person he knows, except when it comes to school projects.

"Thank you! you're a life saver, spider-boy"

"Spider-man" peter corrected narrowing his eyes.

"I'm gonna pretend you didn't just call yourself a man" Michelle snorted, as peter laughed sarcastically.

"So, uh thank you, I'll see you later?" Michelle asked grabbing her backpack.

He was about to nod when he suddenly stopped in his place grabbed her wrist causing her to furrow her eyebrows in confusion.

"Is everything okay?" Michelle questioned peter who seems tensed (more than usual)

"You look like you're worried or something" she started to laugh but stopped in the middle when she noticed his laugh didn't join hers.

"I just need to tell you something before you leave" he almost said in a whisper.

"I only leave you for like an hour, I'm not flying to Antarctica tomorrow for the rest of my life" she assured with a small smile making it's way to her lips .

"I know, I just, it's really important" he said letting go of her wrist, she rubbed it before nodding her head as a sign for him to start talking.

"I thought about this a lot- and i uh never had to courage to do this because well- I'm a coward and am afraid to ruin everything. But I-"

"What?" She asked in a soft voice (she wasn't questioning, just wants him to explain all of whatever this was )

"Well, I really like you, MJ" he said.

She didn't respond, her body like froze, she felt a new feeling.

"Like, as more than a friend" he added, making sure she understood what he..wanted.

She didn't find the right words to describe how she felt, and for sure didn't exactly know how to respond.

So instead of using words, she used her body.

And crashed her lips against his.