You'd think that you were comfy watching a movie with the guy you like while he's got his arm around you, no. It's awkward as heck. I love Peter but its like we have nothing to say to each other. Maybe I should make us some popcorn. I don't like popcorn but I'd eat it for him.

I looked towards his pretty brown eyes and asked," Would you like me to make us some popcorn?" He shook is head and said," Nah. I don't really like popcorn." I sighed and breathed," Good. I was hoping you didn't. I really don't like popcorn. I'd eat it for you though. I hate it when it gets stick in you teeth." He nodded in agreement. Yet again, more silence beside the soft sound of the movie.

We were still in my room as I waited for him to speak. Awkward silence has lasted too long; Im breaking it. I got up from my position and said," Im gonna go get some GummyBears, want some?" He nodded and I walked out of my room. I got a little ways down the hallway and decided it was best I shut my bedroom door. I grabbed my big bag of GummyBears and walked back in my room. I shut the door behind me and sat back down next to Peter. He put his arm back around me and I held the GummyBears out to him. He took some and there was more silence between us.

This was getting awkward so I turned towards him and asked," Do you like me as in we are dating as of now?" He looked me in the eye and I could tell what he was about to say.

"Yes. I suppose we could say this is dating," he leaned towards me as I knew what was coming. I shut my eyes and let his warmth drowned me. His lips touched mine and it was like a bolt of electricity. Everything brightened around me and it was like a splash of light in the shadows. I felt the room spinning as he slowly ran his fingers down my cheek to my neck. Every touch tingled. It felt like static. He pulled away and his hand was still on my neck and he slowly pulled it back up to my cheek. We stared into each others eyes for a few measly moments and he leaned into me again. This time I felt as if kissing him freed me of all my cares.

I wrapped my arms around him. It was so romantic. He just kept kissing me. Were we actually making out?

He held my face with one hand and I was comfy, finally. I stopped kissing him and again we stared into each others eyes. He put his head against mine and said," Lets get out of here." I nodded and kissed his lips one more time. Every time I kissed him it felt like lightning. Sparks flew. He knew it too. He grabbed my hand and we jumped out my window.

We walked around town and went into a store called ,"Joey's." it was a clothing and sold food and candy stuff. We went into the dress up isle and we took picture of ourselves in silly hard and wigs. It was a blast but the manager eventually shoo'd us out. We ran out holding hands and decided to go web slinging. I held on to Peter tightly and we swung off.

The wind in my face felt good. I wasn't cold, Peter's body heat warmed me. It felt good. He looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back and kissed his cheek.

We landed on the roof of a very tall building and we could look over all of New York. The view was beautiful. Peter and I stood at the edge and stared out at New York. He wrapped his arm around my waste and I smiled slightly. I sat down with Peter and our legs hung off the building. It was beautiful. The only thing that was better than the view was being there with Peter.

We talked for an hour looking over the city really started a conversation. At some point I laid down and looked up at the fading daylight. He laid right next to me and said," What if someday I won't be here anymore and we are still together, what will you do without me?" I thought for a moment and said," I don't want to think about that happening. Your SpiderMan. You can fight and win. Im sure of it. He sat up next to me and said," Your probably right." I touched his jacket and said," Come here." He crawled over to me to where he was on all fours on top of me. "You can't think about stuff like that. It's scary to think about life without you." He nodded and lowered himself down.

He kissed me and I let his warmth flood over me. He was still on top of me. He pulled away and touched my cheek lightly. I kissed his hand. He stood up and then helped me up. I held on to him. I wasn't going to let death get between us. Why would he even think of that? He was strong, brave, and adventurous. I was scared, scared that he might be killed someday. I wouldn't let him die.

"Peter?" I said slowly. He looked at me with eyes shining bright. "I love you," I said, feeling queasy at my stomach. He kissed my lips and said," I love you too."