You shouldn't have....
It was amazing then horrible. Bodacious then horrendous. You loved him then you hated him then you loved him again! before hating him again. Peter Pan was the sweetest gentleman in the world before turning into the biggest jerk in the world. You don’t exactly know why you’re still with him. Maybe because you actually do love him? No, you couldn’t imagine being in love with him but then again….No! Today was the day you would ask him if you could leave Neverland. You couldn’t have second thoughts, not now, not ever.
“Peter?” You walk into his tent to find him lying on bed, staring at the ceiling. “Peter, I have to ask you something.” You walk up to him and sit on the edge of the bed, pushing the strands of his face away tenderly. “What is it, love?” He sits up, kissing you on the lips gently before pulling away and kissing your forehead. “Do you need something?” You nod, fiddling with your fingers. “Peter, I do need something. Just- don’t get mad, understood?” He nodded and you kissed him on the lips for a long while before pulling away and saying the words that rocked Peter’s world: “I need your permission to leave Neverland.” You whisper, your cool breath fanning over his face and he simply sits there. Looking as emotionless as a statue. “You shouldn’t have…” He growled, grabbing you and setting you upon his lap. “You can’t possibly leave Neverland. I need you. The Lost Boys need you. How can you possibly want to leave?”
He cuddled his face into your neck, trailing tender kisses which caused you to bite your lip as to not let out a moan. “Because I can’t be around a person who says he loves me when he obviously doesn’t.” He stopped moving, only to raise up his hand and stare you straight into your eyes. His green eyes captivated you but you quickly shook out of that trance, leaping out of his arms and pacing the tent. “You think I don’t love you? I gave up my son without a second thought but I can’t possibly imagine living without you, without your lips, without your laugh, without your smile. You’re the first Lost Girl and you will be the last Lost Girl because you are the only girl I need.”
You turn to him very slowly, biting your lip nervously. “Do you really mean that?” You had the slight fear that he would laugh evilly and say that he ddnt mean any of that but your fear soon melted away when you saw the genuine smile on his face. “You are the only girl I will ever want, the only girl I will ever need. Just stay with me, Lost Girl. Stay with me.”