➟ word count: 998
➟ prompt: based on Billie Eilish's 'Watch'
➟ warnings: angsty and sad

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YOU HAD THOUGHT that you and Peter had something special. But as the days went on and on, he had clearly started to express how the two of you were never going to be serious and basically, just be a summer fling. It's not what you wanted, but you agreed because it's what made him happy.

As the air created shivers to travel down your back, you felt free from reality, for once. Peter's lips perfectly molded with yours, his hands traveling down to your waist. If you hadn't fallen in love with Peter Parker, you would have left by now. But unfortunately, you did.

You loved how his hands perfectly wrapped around you, how his hazel eyes sparkled in the sun, and you loved his care for his aunt. Although if she had ever found out that Peter was practically just toying with your emotions, she would simply kick him out of the house. You didn't enjoy the sporadic love either.

As the two of you exchanged empty-emotion, meaningless kisses, you could feel your heartbeat skip eight beats at once each time your lips touched. You used to absolutely love hanging out with Peter and your friends, but it seemed to feel like an obligation, now. The mere relationship you had with Peter was toxic. He was no good for you, but you were plainly addicted to him.

As for him, he thought that you were perfect for him, but he figured that it would be best for him to keep pushing you away over time. Peter thought that if he made you leave, you would never come back and have no chance of getting hurt because of him.

At first, he was completely against using and toying with your emotions. But as the physical contact slowly increased, he came accustomed to the unhealthy pattern he was making up. He felt himself becoming absolutely smitten with you and there was no stopping the rapidly increasing feelings. So he started to push you away even more.

"Y/n," Peter mumbled against your cherry flavored, soft lips. You pulled back with confusion fluttering in your expression. "This needs to stop."

Your mouth went dry when you started to realize what he was about to say. You knew that the day would come, but you had never expected the 'fling' to end a month before school started.

He knew how much he meant to you, but he didn't even bother realizing how much emotional pain you were putting yourself through, just to make him happy, and hope to make him change his mind.

"If the two of us were meant to be, we would have been by now."

The simple words that were slipping out of his lips were tearing your heart into thousands of pieces. His focus was on Queens and keeping his home safe. But yours- your focus was on him and only him.

Peter watched in silence as tears started to pool in your eyes. He felt horrible for everything he had done to you and wanted to take every single word and action back. But he couldn't. He could simply tell by your expression that you were extremely hurt. All his friends knew that what he was doing was wrong, and he didn't bother to stop it.

You shakily stood up, harshly pulling your hand away from Peter's grasp. The tears that once vowed to stay hidden away in your eyes were now freely running down your cheeks, breaking every promise just like he did.

Peter was still sat on the grass, hopelessly waiting for you to come back and forgive him for everything he had done. As he watched you open the door to the stairs, without looking back, he knew that it was over. He knew that you wasn't coming back. Peter would have to prepare to face you in school.

The fact that you both had the same classes wasn't going to help either of you.

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There you were, sat on your front porch with a lighter in hand and a few of Peter's hoodies laying on the pavement. Your heart was aching, longing for his affection again. You absolutely hated having a fire in your heart for Peter, but he had caused it.

You stood up, flipping open the lighter with tears streaming down your face. The fire started to resemble the hatred you had for Peter. He broke your heart one too many times, he had to lead you and your feelings on one too many times. He faked his emotions more than you could count.

Maybe burning his clothes was cliché, so what? Creating small debris of the clothes that once belonged to someone you loved was the first thing that came to mind. Your siblings and parents watching through the window didn't dare run outside and try to stop you.

You had spent so much time gushing about how Peter was so sweet and caring before he started playing you. They completely understood how heartbroken you were and decided they would let you come to them, instead of pushing it.

Watching as the cloth contaminated with his cologne started to accept the orange flames, you broke down into silent sobs, realizing that you were getting rid of the only thing you had left that belonged to the boy you once loved.

Unknowingly to you, Spider-Man was perched on top of a house across from yours. Tears were rolling down his face as well, regretting every action and word that would make you hate him with all your heart.

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( authors note )

i just saw a really weird truck ad and I think I'm going to have nightmares now??

Also,, if you haven't discovered it, I have a few other books out and would love it if you would check it out, loves

-meg ♡