She giggled as she slung her arm over Peters, her breath fanning over his face as he tried not to gag at the alcohol.

"Y/N, you need to go home an—" Peter tried to say but her finger pressed against his mouth.

"Don't you get it?" She said, looking at him dead in the eye. "He's gone, I'm free." Her head shook as she laughed. "I never loved him, I felt bad if I broke up with him so instead I made he broke up with me."

Peter sighed, taking his fingers through his hair.

He knew that he shouldn't be friends with Y/N. She wasn't a good person, but she wasn't a bad one too.

She was Peter's childhood friend and he had always need there for her and so has she.

It didn't matter that she didn't take any relationship serious except theirs, Peter fell.

"Y/N, why do you do this?" Peter pushed her gently into a taxi. After telling the driver her address, he turned to find Y/N staring at the window.

"Why do I do this?" She mumbled to herself. Her head shot up and her eyes met his, Peter shifted uncomfortably under her gaze.

"All you need right now is some sleep and to not do things you will regret."

"I want to tell you." She said, her voice turning serious. "I want a relationship, I want someone to hug and love."

The driver pulled up to her place and thy got out.

Y/N was stumbling but her determine face pushed away Peters helping arms.

As soon as her shaky hands opened E door, she face planted in the couch.

"Water?" Peter asked, looking down to make sure if she didn't bang her face against anything.

"Yes, please." She mumbled.

Peter walked into the kitchen and grabbed a cup, pouring water into it.

It was always the same after every break up. Her laughing that it's over and they go have a drink of celebratory. He always got dragged to it for no reason.

As soon as he turned around to go back, he almost bumped into her.

She leaned against the breakfast bar, somehow looking seductive.

Her f/c dress still on and looking slightly crumpled. Her hair was messily perfect in light curls.

"Peter, why are you here?" She asked, her face expression never wavering.

"What?" He was confused but shook his head, remembering she's drunk. "Never—"

"Tell me." Her voice was serious.

"What do you mean?" Peter asked.

"I'm always like this, drunk and irresponsible." She gestured to herself. "You could leave and live a better life without me, I'm tying you down. Why aren't you gone yet?"

Peter often asked himself these questions too.

"You're drunk."

"Drunk words, sober thoughts." ;) I'm trash

"Still." He argued.

"You never answered my question." She noticed. "Why?"

"Because I ask myself this too." Peter said.

"Why?" She leaned in, he could see all her eyelashes. "Is it because you like to see me in pain? Is it because you like to help someone? Or..."

"I'm here because I'm your friend." Peter said.

"See, that's what I thought too but that doesn't make any sense." She argued, pretending to think. "If you were any friend, you wouldn't be here for so long."

"What do— you're making no sense." Peter shook his head.

"Why are you here? Why can't you tell me? I'm going to forget this anyway, tell me!" She demanded.

"Why do you want to know?" He asked, his voice raising.

"Because it has to do with me!" She yelled.

"It's always about you isn't it?" He yelled back.

"Stop avoiding the question," Her fist made contact with the marble counter. "Answer me." Y/N's voice was now level.

"I-I... I love you, I don't like you like a crush." He felt tears poke his eyes. "I've known you for years, I don't have a silly crush, I love you."

"Why don't you tell me?" Her voice sounded broken and fragile. Peter tried to meet her eyes but she was looking away.

"Because all you do is jump from boyfriend to boyfriend, you don't care for relationship and if we dated this will be ruined."

"It doesn't have to." She finally met his eyes. Cupping his cheek, she wiped a tear away. "Don't cry, Peter. You'll make me cry and this mascara is expensive."

He stifled a chuckle. "Does this mean we are dating now?"

"We'll see when I'm sober." She giggled, grabbing the water and limping away.

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Dude, I was going to make her reject him.
Lol
You're welcome.

Also, I may not be uploading that often because I lost my iPad and I can only upload in my moms phone.

Parents trying to cut technology on me.
Fml

Anyway, thanks for reading!