How to kill Peter Parker

Chapter Eighteen

Wade is just laughing as I hold onto him as tight as possible. 

"You scared baby boy?" He teases. 

"N-no!" I yell over the loudness of the city. 

"I don't know that grip is awfully tight." He says. 

"Shut up!" 

Then he passes a red light, swerving left and right to dodge the cars.

"WADE OH MY GOSH DON'T PASS RED LIGHTS ON A MOTORCYCLE!" I screech, holding on tighter, pushing my head against his back.

"Chill out sweetums, I ride this baby every day." He says.

"But you can't die!" I say.

"That's besides the point."

"Just don't pass any more red lights okay?!" I plead.

"Fineeee." He says, stopping at the red light this time. 

Wade revs the motorcycle.

"WADE!" I screech. 

"Chill out baby boy." He laughs.

The light turns green and we're on our way again. I tighten my grip again.

"Sweet cheeks you'll be fine!" Wade says.

"Just shut up and drive." I say. He chuckles.

The pizza place comes into view, and Wade slows down to a stop. We get off the motorcycle.

"Hahaha you should've seen your face baby boy!" Wade teases as we stand up front waiting for my shift to begin. 

"Stop it!" I say, giving a playful hit. 

"You know you loved it." He says.

"I most definitely did not!" I said, crossing my arms.

"Aww, how can I make it up to you?" He asks. I tap my lip with my pointer finger to make a thinking gesture. 

"Come see a movie with me."

"Ohh, like a date?" He asks with a cheeky grin.

"No! Just a hang out!" I say, ignoring the red on my cheeks and ears. 

"Alright. What time does your shift end?" He asks. 

"Five o'clock." I tell him.

"I'll pick you up." He winks. 

I gulp and look away.

"Well it's 8:50, so I'll let you go now. See ya later sweetums." He says, hopping on the motorcycle.

I smile and wave to him as he drives off.

Wednesday
5:00 P.M

"Alright Parker shift's over, have a nice day." My manager tells me. 

"I sure will! You too." I say.

"You've been in a good mood today, anything special?" My manager asks.

"Hmm kind of," I say, "I'm hanging out with my friend today." I say.

"Alright, have a good one." He says.

"Thanks, you too." I smile, walking out of the door.

I look up to see Wade here already, leaning on his motorcycle. 

"Well hey there baby boy!" He waves.

"You're here early." I say.

"Just in time actually." He grins, pointing to his wrist at a watch that isn't there. 

"You ready for round two?" He asks, gesturing towards his motorcycle as I walk up.

I roll my eyes, "Dear god Wilson." 

"I promise I won't kill you." He says, holding up his pinky. "Probably." He finishes. I sigh and smile, hooking pinkies. 

"Let's get going?" He asks, stepping on the motorcycle. I get behind him and wrap my arms around his chest. 

"You know Webs, it's kind of hot when you hold on to me like that." 

"Wade!" I say, letting go of my grip. I can practically feel the grin plastered on his face. He starts the motorcycle.

I try to act tough. Until we get on the road that is. I can't help it, I wrap my arms around him anyways.

He chuckles as we go down the road.

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