To say I was terrified would be an understatement. I now had buried my face into Spider-Man's neck. I fucking hated heights and now I was swinging through the streets of New York. And may I add that we were hanging by a piece of web, how the fuck was a thin piece of web holding both of us, honestly the thought of it was making me feel nauseous. I could feel myself shaking from terror and Spider-Man thought it would be fun to do some tricks while we were in the sky, I couldn't help it an begin to scream and he thought it was funny because I could feel him laughing at me. This was not helping with my fear of heights, it was probably making it worse.
"I want to show you something first before I drop you home," I heard him say. I didn't answer him because I was too scared to say anything. After a couple of seconds, I felt us land, and he told me to open my eyes, but I couldn't. "Come on Y/N" he says, and he lets go of me and my feet hit the ground. After a couple of minutes, I finally decide to look up. And I was on a roof on some random building and the sun was setting in the distance. It was honestly beautiful. "Wow" is all that can come out of my mouth as I look at the view. I feel Spider-Man walk beside me as we both take in the view. "Whenever I have a bad day, I like to come here and watch the sunset," he says, and I look over at him. "Thank you for showing this to me," I say, and he looks back at me. Something about him was familiar. I felt safe when I was around him and it wasn't because he was a superhero, but because he made me feel comfortable.
"Well, I need to make up for all the tricks I did," he says with a laugh. I just roll my eyes at his comment, and we watch as the sun fully sets. "Well, I should take you home," he says before holding on to me and running and jumping off the edge and I felt my heartbeat fast as if it was about to burst out of my chest. After what feels like forever of being swung around New York, we finally land in front of my house. I let go of Spider-Man and fell dramatically to the floor. "THANK GOD, GROUND SWEET GROUND," I say, which gets a laugh from Spider-Man. "You don't have to be so dramatic," he says with a giggle, and I playfully hit him on the arm. We stood there in an awkward silence for a while before I decided to break it. "Thanks again for saving me, but I will still be giving you 2 stars on Uber for those tricks," I joked. He pulled me into a hug, and it felt nice to be in his arms. "Please stay safe, Y/N," he says while still holding onto me. "I'll try my best," I say sarcastically, but I could tell that he was being serious., So I promised him that I would stay safe. "Well, I must go and start my patrol for the night," he sighs. I think he wanted to stay longer and I kind of wanted him to stop as well. He runs off down the streets before turning around one more time and waving at me, and I wave back, watching him swing out of sight.
I took the key out of my bag and headed up to my front door. I was about to put the key in, but I noticed that the door was already open a bit. I knew that my father wouldn't be home till tomorrow because he was away for the weekend. I take my phone out and click on my father's contact. The phone rings a couple of times before it goes straight to voicemail. I get to our text conversation and text him that someone is in the house. After a couple of minutes of no reply, I decided that I would go into the house and investigate. I slowly open the door and quickly walk in so that I don't alarm anyone that is in the house. I head straight upstairs because that's where my father put all our valuable stuff in the safe in his room. I walk into my father's room and see that everything is fine, and we have moved nothing. I look under the bed. I looked around the rest of the upstairs and everything was still where it was before we left this morning. I was confused on why someone would break into the house, but not take anything from it. I decided to head downstairs when I heard my phone ring in my pocket, and I looked to see it was Peter calling me. "Hey Y/N, I just wanted to call and check up on you," he says
Just then I heard a loud bang come from downstairs, and I think Peter heard it too because he was calling my name repeatedly. "Y/N, Y/N. What was that? " He asks. "I think someone is in the house, Peter," is all that could come out. I stood in shock. I regret coming into the house now because someone was in the house. I could hear Peter shouting at me to stay where I was, and that he was on the way. He told me to stay on the phone, but just my phone died. I needed to get out of the house quickly. I tiptoed down the stairs, stopping and listening for something, but I couldn't hear anything. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I somehow convinced myself that I needed to check the living room. I walked over to the door of the living room and put my ear against it to hear something, but there were silences. I walk over to the front door and grab an umbrella at the door. I start to slowly make my way back over to the sitting-room door when I hear someone outside of the front door. I watch the handle of the door going down as someone is coming in. I walk toward the door with the umbrella ready to hit whatever was about to come through the door.
I watch as the door begins to open, and I feel myself going into fight-or-flight mode, and my body chooses to fight whatever it is. I just closed my eyes and began to swing the umbrella hitting them, I put everything I have into the hits when I hear the person begin to talk, "Y/N, stop it's me" he shouts at me while I'm still hitting them with the umbrella, wait why did the voice sound familiar and they knew my name. I stopped hitting them with the umbrella and slowly began to open my eyes and to see that the person that I was hitting was Peter. "Oh my god, Peter! I'm sorry" I say while helping him up from the ground, "After what happened the other day with the men, I thought you were here to finish the job" I say, and he pulls me into a hug. He smelled like Spider-Man, they must have the same after-shave or something, "It's ok, I was just so worried that it hurt you" he says. But all I could think about was how worried he was about me; I could feel myself begin to blush at the thought of Peter caring about me. The hug finishes and we both walk outside to get some fresh air. "Wait, Peter, how did you get here so quickly? " I asked. I remember Ned asking Peter why he walked home with me last night, when he lives in the opposite direction, so I knew he didn't live in this area.
Panic starts to come across his face as he tries to answer the question, "Well... I was..." he was stuttering badly, which I hadn't seen him do before. He looked nervous. After a few minutes of this, he finally got himself together and formed a sentence. "I was already on the way to check on you when I called because I was just checking if you were home," he said and looked at me. We called the police, and we waited outside the house for them to come. They finally came and went into the house and searched for it, but they told me that it was clear. They ask me if there is anyone they can contact like a parent, and I give my father's details, and they go off and call him. I walked into the house and saw that the living room door was open and, from what I could see, it was destroyed. I walk into the sitting room and see that the living room is fully destroyed. I smashed the picture of me on the floor and I turned the coach upside down. I start to walk around the sitting room to pick up all the photos when something catches my eye. I looked over at the wall where the door to the hallway was and there was a bold letter in a red substance that I hoped wasn't blood. It was the word "HAIL HYDRA" on the wall. As I look, I start to have flashbacks to my dream or what I thought was one and the man talking about Hydra, wait did that really happen? All I knew was that they were after me and my father, and we needed to do something about them.
I can feel panic being to take over my body at the thought of them coming after us. Tears started falling down my face. I was feeling so many emotions at this point. I felt scared, worried, alone, and confused about everything. Peter walked into the living room, and he noticed what I wrote on the wall and looked over at me and said that I was crying. He notices the state that I was in before I could even say anything. He runs over to me and pulls me into a hug. I felt safe in his arms. I loved that he was so caring, and it honestly made my feelings for him even stronger. Our hug broke when I heard the home phone ring. I was too afraid to answer, but Peter walked over to it and answered it. "It's your father," he says while handing me the phone. He tells me that he is on the way and will be home in an hour. We hung up and Peter offered to stay until my father got here. Peter told me about all the clubs that he was in and again asked me to join the decathlon, and I declined again and told him that clubs aren't my thing. My father walks into the room and pulls me into a hug and asks me if I'm OK. just then a police officer comes in and asks to question me. After they question me in the kitchen, I decide that I need some fresh air and I walk out to see Peter sitting outside.
He looks at me with a worried look. "Hey" he says, and I say it back to him. It was cute that he worried, but he did not have to. He had only known me for two days. I tell him that he should go home, that I will be fine now that my father will be here for the night and that the police will be looking for the people who did this. He pulls me into a hug. "please stay safe, Y/N," he pleads. I get reminded of Spider-Man saying the exact thing and, come to think about it, they sounded the same. I shook the thought out of my head. I was tired and there was no way Peter could be Spider-Man, and it was just my mind playing a trick on me.
"I will Peter" I say. I do not want him to worry about me. "I have Spider-Man looking after me. He saved me twice now," I added, hoping that will make him less worried. He ends the hug and waves at me. I watched him walk off till I could not see him anymore. I walked back into the living room to see my father on the phone. He looked mad. He was shouting at someone on the phone, telling them they need to fix this or else. He hangs up and notices me standing there. He walks over and sits on the floor beside me. "You should probably head to bed. It's been a long day," he advised. I headed up to go to bed. But I could not sleep, but all I could think about was my dream from last night. And it was my dream, but it could not be. I remember being tied up and being tested on would not. And if it wasn't just a dream, what did Hydra want? I feel myself panicking, but then I think back to Peter and how he was worried about me.
Damn, I wish I could just tell him that I liked him, but he will never feel the same. Then I thought about Spider-Man and how he was worried as well. I feel butterflies in my stomach when I think about them. Was he like this with all the people he saved? There was something about him that felt familiar about him, but I did not know what it was. My mind went back to Peter again. All I could think about was Peter. And everything I thought about him, I got butterflies. Shit! I had feelings for the brown eye boys, and I only just met him. But how could I not have feelings for him? He is sweet, kind, and caring? He ran there when I was in danger and was scared when I was not there. I have never had any more care about me this much apart from my grandma, but now that I have moved, I do not have her anymore, but now I have Peter. I feel my eyes starting to get heavy and I can feel myself slowly drifting asleep. Tomorrow was a new day and another day I got to spend with Peter.