Anything, Everything (1/2)
Summary: If she could be anything she ever wanted, it would be the one he loved. [Request] Part 1 of 2.
Word Count: 849
A/N: To the anon, I’m sorry it took me literally 4 weeks (yikes).
Everyone says that we fall in love with people we can’t have. She knew she’s already lost him and it’s selfish, really. Because watching her best friend fall in love with someone else wasn’t exactly easy and Y/N struggled.
It’s been nearly three months and she’s managed to get used to it. She hates how naive he was. It was frustrating, to say the least considering that Michele and Ned were actually able to figure it out themselves. He couldn’t take a hint but sometimes, his actions would say otherwise.
Y/N had to watch him adore her from afar. She was everything he ever wanted. To Peter, Liz always seemed to light up the room. But he was Y/N’s sun. He was her moon and her stars. God, she was merely anything to him anymore and it was horrible.
Here she is right now, pouring herself a drink on one corner of the high school gym transformed with fancy lights and a stage at the other end of the venue.
“Why are you all alone on a night like this?”
She turns around wishing it was Peter by her side only to see Flash Thompson. Y/N manages to stop her eyes from rolling, sending him a tight lipped smile instead.
She takes another swig from the plastic cup before shrugging her shoulders. “It’s not really my thing.”
“Well if you don’t mind,” Flash says while inserting his hands in the pockets of his trousers. “I’d really like to dance with you.”
“Yeah.” Y/N couldn’t help but smile for the sake of distracting herself. “That would be nice.”
What she doesn’t notice is Peter staring from a distance. There’s sadness in his eyes, slowly feeling her slip through his fingers. Her hair flows past her shoulders in a loose braid with her dress perfectly hugging her body. She was art in its purest form.
He’d fallen in love with her a long time ago and it angered him because it took Y/N being held in someone else’s arms to realize it.
It’s stupid of her to use him as some sort of rebound, but she hasn’t seen Peter since he arrived with Liz so it must’ve helped at some point.
Of course, she spoke too soon.
“Excuse me.” Interfering the pair, Peter sends Flash a look. “Can I talk to her for a minute?” He pulls her out of the crowd before giving him the chance to answer.
“Peter?” Dumbfounded, she lets go of his grip. “What’s going on?”
“What the hell, Y/N?” He hissed. “Out of everyone in the whole school, you take him?”
“It was just one dance, come on—”
Peter was fuming, balling his fists on his sides in an attempt to compose himself. ”And you agreed? I thought you were better than that.“
“I’m sorry? Why does it matter to you?” Her voice was rising by the minute, catching the attention of some students nearby.
“You can’t— Not him—”
“Because it’s none of your business.” She grits her teeth, eyes flashing and muscles tensing as she held her purse in a tight grip.
“I love you, Y/N.”
This was all she ever wanted. This was all she ever wanted to hear but it was making her nauseous.
“Talk to me. Please.” He’s practically begging, hot on her heels. “He doesn’t deserve you.”
Y/N crosses her arms. “I’m going home.“
“Are you dating him now?” He spoke softly in disbelief, voice almost breaking as he throws his arms up in despair. His voice echoes in the dark corridor, she’s not sure if she heard him right, her mind is hazy and she stops walking before she can get through the door, scanning his disheveled figure.
“God, no! It’s you, Peter. It’s always been you!” She’s choking back her tears, hands quivering as she desperately tries to hold herself together. “I’ve loved you for so long. I wanted to move on and when I finally decide to do something about it, you start running after me.“
There’s silence between the two, a blank expression appearing on Peter’s face yet she could see right through him. He was confused. Lost.
“Was it the attention? Did you love knowing that you could break my heart?” It’s unfair but anger was flowing right through her, unable to control the words coming out of her. His mouth dries up, heart rate suddenly increasing. “I didn’t know, I never wanted to—“
“You already have.”
It felt like the wind was knocked out of his lungs, he wasn’t aware of the pain he’s caused but it was too late. Peter was blinded for so long because everything he was looking for was standing in front of him.
Watching him love someone else.
“I’m sorry, Y/N.”
Footsteps started approaching and Liz’s voice echoes across the hall. “Hey, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” She says with a smile across her face. Peter nods, muffling a soft apology.
And when he turns back his head, Y/N was already gone leaving nothing but an empty hallway.