*8 years later (25 years old) Harley POV*
A 26 year old college graduate barley getting by working on a Starbucks salary. That's me. I asked Ashton to pick a roomate for me. I've been very busy lately. I really hope he didn't pick out a freak. I need a cigarette. I go out back and take a death stick, and put in my mouth, and light it.
"Y'know those things can kill you." A small familiar voice says
"Well isnt that the point."
"Do you want it to be?" He steps closer
"Maybe I do." I throw the stick away, and pop a strawberry altoids in my mouth.
"You smell like strawberries and cigarettes." He says while humming a melody. I catch a glimpse of his eye. Honey brown eyes with dark pupils stare straight ahead.
"Peter?"
"Harley?"
"Hey what are you doing here." I ask
"I'm moving here. What are you doing smiking a cigarette, and being the epitome of a Troye Sivan song." He laughs.
"You could say I'm worse than nicotine. Where you staying?" I joke
"I'm meeting my friend Ashton, hes going to show me."
"Ashton Irwin?" I say with my eyebrow quilted up.
"Yeah how do you know that?"
"I live there. Well then Parker, looks like we will live together again."
Short part I know. I just wanted to get back with a little part. I've been through a lot in the past few months. Thank you for being patient.
-asgardian
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Secrets
FanfictionWe all have secrets, should we have them. Peter Parker × Harley Keener Peter Parker a 17 year old kid with a secret, and an aunt that has a horrible secret. Harley Keener a 17 year old kid who just moved in with Tony Stark after he got internship...
