Title: Another Love
Y/N is a popular cheerleader dating the successful jock who breaks up with her, making her win him back with a sexy performance. Although, it’s not her ex who gets flustered but Peter Parker.
Words: ~ 1400
A/N: I tried another style of writing and it gets a bit boring at the end… And @ceci1735 I hope you like it and that’s it’s not too different from what you had in mind! :)
I’m still able to feel it. The pain. The pure disbelief running trough my mind as he said those words.
You’re not sexy enough for me.
I spare you the tragic backstory of falling in love with this asshole of a boy. But still you have to know some details:
Me, the head of the cheerleaders, and Micheal, the rich jock, had been dating for 3 years until he decided to dumb me. Let’s just say that I was as dumb as him back then. I was dependent. Micheal seemed to be perfect and I didn’t even realise that he was treating me so badly.
Dating him was a mistake, I see that now.
But I needed another love to show me what true love was like. So, this is the story of me, finally finding Mr. Perfect who’s always been there without me noticing it.
Here we go:
I walked down the hallway, swaying my hips that were barely covered by my shortest, black skirt. Combined with my red top and a sheer cardigan, it made me look like a model. It gave me the needed confidence.
I wanted Micheal to realise his mistake. I wanted to be with him again. I needed his attention.
Obviously, with this outfit I got a lot of attention. But when he saw me he hesitated and then shrugged, turning away from me again.
The pain had never left my heart, which is why his action didn’t hurt me more in that moment. So, I held my head high, passing him with a sexy smile.
What I hadn’t noticed was the other boy I had passed who got more effected by my actions than anyone else. But he will be part of this story soon.
P.E. was the period where I wanted to do it. Micheal loved me cheerleading and a little extra wouldn’t hurt right?
Or so I had thought. Again, I’m sparing you the details since my little sexy *cough* embarrassing *caugh* performance is something I like to forget, even though it lead to my personal happy end…
“That was brilliant!”, my best friend Liz told me, “You look so sexy today! I bet Micheal is drooling by now.” One look at the jocks showed me that he wasn’t. There was just this look on his face which I knew so well but I could never point out what was going on in his head.
The bell rang before the jocks made their way towards us to go to their locker room. “Am I sexy enough now?”, I grabbed Micheal ’s arm and winked at him before slowly biting my lower lip.
(yeah, I really did that…)
“You’ve never really been sexy!”, he laughed loudly while shaking his head.
His words hurt like hell but there was this little angel that I had not expected at all:
Turning around, I bumped into Peter Parker.
“NED! WHY DID- oh hey, Y/N!”, he chuckled nervously, giving Ned a strange look before looking at me again.
“Hi, Peter.”, I forced a smile, blinking away upcoming tears.
“You- You know my… uh, I j-just wanted… to tell you… Micheal is an asshole. Don’t listen to him. And even if it doesn’t mean anything to you…”, he mumbled, paused, sighed and then spoke again, “I-I think you’re… ravishing.”
A genuine smile formed on my lips, his words fighting the mean words that Micheal had just planted in my head. “Thank you, Peter.”, I replied softly, my hand reaching out to brush his arm as I felt tingles in my hand.
I was thinking about Peter’s words the whole day, realising that Micheal, or anyone else, had never said anything like that to me.
“You have to make him jealous.”, Liz suggested for the hundredth time while we were sitting in the cafeteria the next day.
“Hmm.”, I only responded before taking another bite of my sandwich.
“Spent your day with…”, her eyes roamed the cafeteria before spotting my little angel that had been on my mind the whole time, “ah! Peter Parker. Flirt with him, you know, body contact… Micheal won’t like it and you’ll have him back by the end of the day.”
I hesitated. Using Peter to my own god wasn’t right. He was too kind. Out of all people he had said the sweetest words I had ever heard and they were directed to me.
That moment was the exact moment I had lost any interest in my ex boyfriend. I had spent a lot of time thinking about Peter’s words and then, in this moment, I realised that he was right. Micheal is an asshole.
“Maybe I don’t want to.”, I mumbled quietly, staring at Peter who was wildly gesticulating and making me smile. “But Y/N, the whole week you-”, Liz began but I interrupted her, “Liz, I just realised that Micheal is an asshole. Peter told me that yesterday and… I’m gonna explain later okay?”
Without waiting for an answer I stood up and went over to Peter and Ned, standing in front of them. “Hi, boys.”, I smiled at them, instantly getting their attention, “Peter, I… wanted to thank you again. You opened up my eyes. I think I just needed someone to tell me that Micheal is an asshole. Someone as cute as you.”
Peter’s lips parted slowly, his eyes widening before looking at Ned who had the exact look on his face.
“Yeah, n-no problem.”, Peter stuttered, a deep blush creeping over his cheeks.
“Can I talk to you in private?”, I asked him softly, before my hand touched his which had been resting on the table. Again, these tingles rushed through my arm.
“No, yeah- I mean, yes thats-”, Peter replied and I chuckled to myself. He was really cute.
Standing in the barely filled hallway, I smiled at him before leaning against a locker. “I think I like you.”, I began, watching his eyes full with joy, “And I know we don’t know a lot about each other…”
“I know- more… about you then you think.”, Peter admitted nervously, looking into my eyes with so much love.
“And I’m pretty sure I’m going to know everthing about you.”, I replied firmly.
And I was right. Weeks passed in which I let myself become closer and closer to Peter, talking to him on very occasion in school. I openly flirted with him, loving the way the corner of his lips moved up when his cheeks blushed and his head tilted to the side.
Soon there followed movie nights an then one day it happened.
Cuddling into Peter’s side, I let out a satisfied sigh while my eyes were glued to the TV. We were laying on the couch in Peter’s flat watching Star Wars, even though I didn’t understand it. I wasn’t complaining because I loved listening to Peter rambling about it.
“You know that I’m in love with you, don’t you?”, Peter suddenly said, turning his head towards me. There was curiosity in his eyes while I couldn’t come up with a suitable reply.
I knew that there was something between us. It had been there since the beginning and to me it was pretty clear that it wasn’t only friendship.
“You know that I’m in love with you too, don’t you?”, was the best response that was in my head.
And it was also the right response.
Watching Peter’s lips form into a huge smile, he leaned in and pressed his lips on mine briefly, the familiar tingles coming from my lips this time.
“You’re the most perfect thing that ever happened to me.”, I whispered softly before kissing him again. The smile on Peter’s lips kept interrupting our kiss until he only pressed his forehead against mine, our noses brushing and my heart beat stopping.
“You deserve the world.”, Peter breathed out and I couldn’t stop smiling about his words.
“And the world doesn’t deserve you.”, I whispered before leaning in to kiss him again.
This boy gave me the kind of love I needed. It was simply another love than Micheal’s love and it was perfect.