Finding Neverland // Peter Pan X Reader (editing)

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V

"Will you be alright?" Peter whispered to me quietly as we stood outside of the tent Wendy and I shared.

"I'm sure she won't try to eat me, Peter...uh Pan..." I quickly looked away as if saying his name was a crime.

"You're allowed to call me that, lass."

My lips broke into a smile as I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks.

"Why is that?"

He took a deep breath, staying silent for some time, making me more nervous than usual.

Should I have not asked that?

What's wrong with asking that?

"I think you know why..." For a second I thought he heard my thoughts.

He can't do that anymore, right?

Why was he even able to read my mind in the first place?

Wait, what does he mean by "I know"?

"What do you mean?" He looked into my eyes, deeper than just the outline, making me feel a bit giddy in a weird way.

"You're not useless."

Ha.

Now that's one hell of a complement.

"Thank you?"

He didn't say a thing...simply stared through me, looking like he's trying to awaken something... A memory...of us...when we first met...

He called me useless.

Then ordered the shadow to take me back.

You're not useless

Does that mean?

He said so in the cave...before Hook interrupted us...

"You want me to stay..."

He swallowed, adam's apple bobbing.

"Pan... Do I have a choice? Have I...Have I always had a chance?"

He grimaced, avoiding my eyes.

I could feel the tears of frustration well up in my eyes.

"Can I leave the island Peter or not?"

He turned his back to me, hands gripping his hair harshly, "Yes..." turning around he added softly, "Yes, you can...you always could..."

"Why..." I couldn't finish the question, something burning in my throat, like a ball of needles piercing me.

"I don't know, I wanted you gone...I did, but I stopped the shadow before he could cross the worlds. I don't know why...I just knew you were not supposed to leave m-the island..."

Why is he admitting this to me? Is this another game of his?

"(Y/N)?"

I blinked away the tears threatening to fall, no need for them in front of him. He's seen me cry enough times already.

"Why did you lie to me? I wouldn't even question you. I'd assume you wanted to torture me, to have some fun and throw me out when you got bored. I'd assume everything but you wanting me to stay."

"I tried to play you..."

Oh right, that mind altering thing.

"That can't be the best Peter Pan can do."

He gave me a little smirk, "No, it'd not... Safe to say, I didn't enjoy hurting you as much as I tried to."

"You really are not a good person."

I couldn't stop the sad smile forming on my lips.

He shook his head almost unnoticeable but caught by my observing eyes.

"I'm not."  

He knows of course. Everyone does.

Peter Pan. You were my childhood prince. My hero. and now... everyones worst nightmare... my living nightmare.

Where did you go wrong?

Where did I go wrong?

Loathing you seemed easy enough, why are you acting like this?

It's all an act?

Which Peter is an act?

Why do I not care which is?

"You're different today, very different to what I'm used to...but..." He raised his eyebrow pushing me to finish my word.

"I know I've been a bit of a problem from the start, but there was no way I could stop myself from blaming you for everything that's happened."

"I know," He nodded, his eyes no longer eager to hear more of what he's done.

"I lost everything because of you... my life, my dreams, my entire family..." I stopped to take a shaky breath, overwhelmed with emotions. Sorrow and emptiness the loss left behind.

"At first, I thought by coming here I'd push myself towards the edge so I could jump and forget everything I've been through."

My teary eyes looked up to his as they held the most sincere look I've ever seen in someone's eyes.

"I knew I'd never go back to George, but I also knew by this I'd save his annoying butt... He was my reason to stay... I didn't give a damn about what shadow said, I didn't give a damn about you or Neverland..." He looked defeated...pained... too real to be an act...

Well, at least I'm not acting. If he's playing, I truly don't care enough to hide.

I'm aware if I tell him this, I'm giving him all the cards he needs to win, I'm giving him my future...giving him me, with all my doubts...

What's there to lose?

"Now...now, I care deeper than I should, I feel strongly about the island and everyone on it..." Should I stop? If I don't admit my truth and only ask to bring me back, will he answer to my plea?

Do I want him to?

I inhaled deeply, his earthy scent filling me up, touching the parts I never knew anyone could reach.

"I feel strongly towards you and I know I should not, but I care... I care for you, Peter... I care for everyone...enough to stay."

He stood there frozen as the silent tears flew down my face. I feel like I betrayed someone.

Myself? Mum? Dad?

George?

Did I just admit that he is not as important to me anymore?

No... he's my everything...

But I can't leave everyone here.

Micheal... Felix...Wendy I can't leave her with them, not when I know how they treat her.

I can't leave... I can't leave Peter.

"You want to...stay?" His lips moved slowly as the question slid from them in a whisper. "You want to stay with...me?"

I nodded slowly as he sucked in a breath. His cold hand making its way to my face, softly caressing with his long fingers.

"I knew you were special, but I never thought you'd stay..."

"I didn't either..." He smiled as the distance between the two of us slowly started to shorten, I lifted my head up to reach him halfway as our lips found each other again.

He smiled into the kiss making me grin like an idiot as we pulled away.

"You're a dork..." I breathed out as he connected our lips again for another cheeky kiss.

I can't leave yet.