Peter's P.O.V.
I slouched on my couch in the basement as I watched some show on TV. Anything to get my mind off of y/n. It's been months since she has left. I haven't gone to visit her once. That was the hardest thing I've ever convinced myself to do. My eyes wandered from the TV to my Pong arcade game. Well my newly stolen Pong arcade game. My other one I accidentally broke. Right after I said goodbye to y/n, I started playing it to get my mind off of her. Then my emotions got the best of me when I started banging on all the controls. When the machine started smoking I just burst into tears. Then I came up with the stupid idea of stealing the one from the arcade. I promised myself I wouldn't steal anything that big anymore. But I was just so upset and I couldn't help myself. My hands buried themselves into my face. Keep it together you have to stay strong for y/n. She needs her time and she's following her dream. If she has to do that without me for a while then I have to let her do that. My head shot up as someone rang the doorbell. It's not her, it never is. Then I heard someone sprint down the stairs. I whipped my head around in confusion.
"Peter!"
"Wanda, what's up?"
"You have to get out of here!"
"Why, what happened?"
I hopped off the couch and walked over to her.
"The police are here..."
My eyes got wide as I heard muffled voices from upstairs.
"Shit! For me?"
"Yes for you!"
We both got silent as our mother yelled downstairs.
"Peter? Are you home?"
Wanda and I gave each other worried glances.
"Mom! Peter's not home he went out remember?"
"He did?... What are you doing down there then?"
"I was looking for a record he stole from me."
"Okay, come up here please."
Wanda turned to me and whispered.
"That buys you enough time."
"For what, I can't run away... well actually I can but..."
"Peter that's not what I'm talking about."
"Wanda!"
We heard our mom call from upstairs in an angry tone.
"Coming!"
As Wanda started walking up the stairs she turned back to me and whispered.
"Go."
Then I realized what she wanted me to do.
Your P.O.V.
Natalie was driving you insane. She was trying to set you up on a blind date when you didn't want to date at all.
"Y/n, it's just so the guy isn't third wheeling with Brody and I."
"No, do you remember what happened the last time you tried to set me up on a blind date?"
"That was one time!"
"Why can't Brody just ditch this guy?"
"Because his roommate is so clingy to him because his girlfriend just broke up with him and he thinks they are best buds."
"Fine, I'll do it."
"Wait really?"
"Yeah."
You turned towards your drawers and pulled out Peter's jacket. You smiled as you put it on before turning back to Natalie who was giving you a worried look.
"Y/n, going on this double date isn't going to mean anything..."
"I know just keeping the guy company."
"Because you and Peter are.."
"Yeah, yeah anyways when are they coming?"
"Soon.."
"Natalie!"
"What? It's not like you need to impress the guy."
"Fair point."
Then you both heard a knock on your dorm's door. You gave Natalie a somewhat stern look.
"I didn't think they would get here that fast!"
You rolled your eyes at her as you went over to the far side of the room to get your bag. Natalie opened the door behind you and gasped. You turned around in confusion to see what just happened. Your bag dropped to the floor as you caught the gaze of the person standing outside the door.
"Peter..."
He slightly smiled at you.
"Hey."
Natalie awkwardly walked past Peter.
"I'll leave you two alone.."
Peter walked into your dorm room and closed the door.
"What.. what are you doing here?"
He slowly walked closer to you with his head down.
"I needed to see you."
"Peter this was exactly the type of distraction I'm trying to avoid..."
When he got an inch away from you he shot you a concerned stare.
"I wouldn't have come if it wasn't urgent.."
"Peter, what are you talking about?"
His hand traced the rim of your arm.
"I did something stupid and now my past has caught up with me, y/n."
You interlocked your hands with his in comfort.
"Peter, what happened?"
"The police are at my house..."
Your eyes got wide in shock.
"What did you do, Peter?!"
He avoided eye contact with you.
"It doesn't matter, what matters is the fact that I might be going to jail for a very long time..."
Your hands directed his face towards yours.
"Peter... can't you just run away?"
"Y/n, they are going to find me eventually, I wouldn't be able to run forever..."
"What are you gonna do?"
"I have to accept what I did and go to jail."
"Then I'll wait for you to.."
"No, I don't know how long I'm going to be in there.."
"So?"
"I can't ask you to wait that long.."
"I'm going to whether you ask me or not!"
"Y/n, why do you have to be so stubborn!"
He raised his voice as you turned away from him. Your hand ran through your hair in frustration before turning back to him.
"Because I'm in love with you, you idiot!"
He stood back as the words hit him.
"I'm in love with you too, but..."
He gave you sad eyes as you interlocked your hand with his.
"But what?"
"If you waited for me, you would be missing out on so much.."
"I don't care!"
He turned away from you as he ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
"You should care!"
"I care about you! Because I love you..."
You grabbed his shoulder to turn him back around to you. His eyes looked into yours.
"I need you to stop loving me then.."
"Well, that's not going to happen."
Suddenly his hands grabbed your cheeks as he leaned in for a kiss. But he stopped right before his lips touched yours. His lips lingered over yours for a moment.
"Sorry... I didn't mean to.."
Your hands immediately gripped his shirt to pull him closer to you. His lips hit yours accidentally. He tried to pull away but you deepened it. Your lips molded together as he kissed back. Then the door burst open as someone marched in the room.
"Can you hurry up!"
Peter didn't break away so you didn't either.
"Hey! You can't just walk into my..."
You heard Natalie say from the doorway.
"Excuse me? Can you guys stop making out so we can go?"
You felt Peter smile as he continued to kiss you. This guy was a jerk anyways.
"You know whatever your name is you can leave because you are such a jerk and I've only known you for a few seconds!"
Natalie shouted from the doorway at the guy.
"My name is Derek, and Brody, your girlfriend sucks, you should break up with her."
You broke away from Peter in shock.
"Derek?"
As he made eye contact with you his eyes grew wide.
"Y/n?"
You both stood there in silence for a while before Peter put his arm around your shoulders.
"So you're Derek?"
"Yeah and who are you?"
"Her soulmate."
"Oh, so this is my replacement?"
You couldn't contain yourself before your fist hit his nose. He groaned in pain as he stepped away from the two of you. Blood trickled down from his nose. He gave you an angry stare as he brushed the blood off of his mouth.
"You're gonna pay for that, bitch!"
"What are you gonna do? Punch me back?"
"Actually I could call the police on you..."
Peter gave you a little squeeze before walking towards Derek.
"If we are calling to police on anyone, it's going to be me."
"But.."
He didn't get to finish his sentence before Peter's fist meet the side of his face. Derek feel to the ground in pain.
"Peter! Why did you do that?"
Peter walked over to you with understanding eyes.
"I'm going to jail anyways, why not go out protecting my girl?"
"Peter.."
"I should get going soon.."
"No don't."
"I have to go, I've run away long enough."
He tried to turn around but you pulled him into a hug. His arms wrapped around your waist tightly.
"No matter what happens, I'm still hoping it's me and you in the end."
He pulled away and slightly smiled at your comment. His lips met your forehead before walking away. As he passed Natalie and Brody he patted their shoulders. Both of them were standing there with their mouths open in shock. You watched Peter walk out before looking at Derek on the ground. Peter must have knocked him out.
"Y/n? What... just... happened?"
"Okay let me explain.."
Peter's P.O.V.
I wiped a tear from my cheek as I walked through the door to my house. There were two cops on my couch with my mother and my sisters. When I walked further into the living room the cops immediately stood up to cuff me. My mother let out a cry as Wanda tried to comfort her.
"Peter Maximoff, you are under arrest for the stealing sprees of multiple towns including this one..."
Another tear ran down my cheek as I made eye contact with my mother.
"I'm sorry..."
I got out as the cuffs snapped around my wrists. The cop started rambling other things to me as Lorna ran up to hug my legs.
"Peter! No, don't let them take you away!"
More tears ran down my cheeks as I watched my little sister cry. They yanked her off of me as they guided me outside to the police car. As they pushed me inside the car I looked back at my family who were now standing outside of the house. The car door shut as my head hit the window. I never thought it would ever go this far.
*A little while later*
I was pacing around my jail cell. They were still figuring out how much time I would serve. I admitted to everything I did at least. My hands ran through my hair as my cell was opened. I whipped my head around as some cops threw more cuffs on me.
"Someone would like to speak to you, Maximoff."
My heart stopped as they starting yanking me down the hall. If it's y/n, I'm going to be so mad at her for coming all the way down here. Eventually they dragged me to a room at the other side of the station. They opened the door and threw me in there. My eyes wandered to a man sitting at the table in the brightly lit room. Who was this guy? I slowly made my way to the chair across from him to sit down.
"Who are you?"
"I'm here to offer you less jail time."
"What?"
"Do you want to spend twelve years in prison?"
"Twelve years? That's how long they're giving me?!"
"Yes."
I sat back in my chair in disappointment in myself.
"No, I wouldn't like to spend twelve years in jail..."
"Okay, what about no jail time but volunteering for my facility?"
"How long would I have to volunteer for?"
"Maybe six months or more."
"What would I be doing?"
"Just helping me with some experiments."
"Like?"
"We improve some things and find out new things about things."
"Okay? Why are you offering this to me?"
"Because I can tell you're not that bad of a guy."
"Okay, I'll do it."
"Great!"
He made a hang signal towards the window of one way glass at the side of the room. A cop walked in and unlocked my handcuffs.
"I'll take him off your hands now."
The cop nodded at the guy before walking out of the room. I had a bad feeling about this guy but how could I turn down that deal. That meant I'd be able to get back to my family faster. I'll be able to see y/n sooner than I expected. He guided me outside of the station towards the parking lot.
"Will my family be informed of this?"
"Yes of course, I'll let you call them when we get to my facility."
"Thank you so much for all of this."
"It's really no problem."
We got up to a black van parked in the back of the parking lot. That's pretty sketchy. I got in on the passenger side as he unlocked the van. I ran my fingers through my hair in relief. This wasn't going to be as bad as I thought. He started the van and started backing out of the parking spot.
"What was you name again, sir?"
"It's William, William Stryker."