Y/N's P.O.V

I walked into school, sighing as I yet again joined the stream of students heading to their classes. I gulped, my heart fluttering as I saw Peter stood by his locker. That was kind of weird, I thought, I hadn't felt like that since I had first developed feelings for him.

"Hey." I gulped, walking up to him. He looked at me and his eyes wavered slightly as he shut his locker.

"Hey, um...how are you?" he asked, leaning against the lockers to fully look at me.

"Well, I kind of freaked out on my family for lying to me, more so than I did to you, and nearly blew up the house." I nodded. Peter's eyes widened and he looked around cautiously before moving closer to me.

"Wait, you were serious about having powers?" he whisper-yelled. I looked at him.

"Yeah, Peter, why wouldn't I be?" I scoffed.

"Well, I did notice that you said it out of spite. A kind of "I don't need you to save me" statement." He spoke, raising his eyebrow and leaning back against the lockers. I sighed and looked down.

"Well, it was, but I was also serious. Your secret had just come out, I figured that it was time for mine to as well." I nodded. He returned it and looked at me.

"So, what can you do? Is it my type of deal, where, like, you're really strong and stuff, or is it subtler, like, I don't know, Natasha's fighting skills?" he asked. I chuckled and bit my lip at how dorky he was being.

"No, nothing like that. They're pretty much Wanda's powers, only a little stronger. That's what she says, anyway." I shrugged. His eyes widened slightly.

"That's so cool." He chuckled before his smile dropped slightly.

"So, does this mean that we're cool, then? You're not mad at me anymore?" he asked hopefully. I sighed.

"No, Peter, we're not cool. We're just...okay, I guess. I mean, you lied to me. And I know I did too, but I came clean about it sooner, and I know that my dad told you to lie, but you're my boyfriend, you should have told me and just faced my dad's wrath." I scoffed.

"Y/N, your dad is Tony freaking Stark. Not only is he the most powerful man on Earth, but he's also my boss. He could have kicked me off of the Avengers for that, you know that going against him just wasn't an option." He sighed. I returned it and looked down.

"Sorry. I'm too used to getting away with going against him and not always following his rules to accept that not everyone can do that." I mumbled. Peter nodded and looked at me.

"I'm going to go, Peter. I'll see you in class." I spoke. He sighed and nodded before leaning forward and pressing his lips to my head, making me close my eyes as he also gently held my hair. He pulled away, making me give him a small smile before walking back down the corridor and out of the school doors. I sighed and rested against the wall outside of school, trying to hold back tears. I wanted nothing more than for things between Peter and I to go back to normal, but he had lied to me for at least three months about knowing my dad, and had kept the fact that he was Spiderman from me for almost a year. I think that I deserved a little time to be pissed at him. I sighed again before walking out of the school gates and making my way down the street. I turned down the alleyway that I had nearly gotten mugged in all those months ago. In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have been taking this route again but I couldn't be bothered to go back. If Spiderman had saved the first time, he would save me again-wait. I stopped in my tracks as I realised that it was Peter who had saved me that day, and all of the other times too. He had saved me from the car that was hurled at me, he had saved me from the bus, he had saved me from Mysterio when he had taken me. It all made sense now. So. Much. Sense. I shook my head and sighed, continuing to walk as I wasn't entirely sure how I had missed all of the now obvious signs. All of the times that he had disappeared suddenly and then Spiderman had showed up seconds later. The few times that he'd turned up to school with a bruised face, or an unexplained limp. Even all of the times that he had blushed and smiled when I had talked about how much I loved Spiderman. Hindsight, I guess.

"Let's give Peter another chance to save you, shall we?" my eyes widened and I screamed as I was grabbed and a metal hand was put over my mouth, muffling my screams. I kicked out, trying to get out of Mysterio's grip but he didn't give me the chance as he activated the foot cannons on his suit and shot us into the air. I tried to scream, but nothing made it past his hand as he flew above the buildings before suddenly dropping me. My eyes widened and I screamed loudly as I fell back towards the ground. I landed against the concrete of a roof, making me cry out at the pain. I coughed, the impact winding me as I slowly rolled over onto my chest before starting to stand up. I cried out again as Mysterio put his foot against my back, pushing me back down again.

"W-why are you doing this?" I wheezed, trying to find the strength to form a ball of energy in my hand or even lift myself back up, but my arms collapsed under my weight.

"Why do you think, Y/N? Peter took everything from me, so I'm going to take the one thing that he can't live without." He nodded before crouching down beside me so that our faces were only a couple of centimetres apart.

"That's you." He smirked before pulling me up.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter stared at the clock, eyebrows furrowed as it was now halfway through his chemistry lesson, yet Y/N still wasn't there. He sighed, nervously tapping his pen against his notepad as he did anything to distract himself. This felt way too familiar to when Mysterio had taken Y/N. It almost felt like dejavu-.

Peter looked down as his phone started to vibrate against the desk, showing Y/N's face and number.

"Phone away, please, Peter." Mr Harrington tutted.

"Sorry, sir." Peter nodded before grabbing his phone. He pressed "accept call" and put it to his ear, turning away from Mr Harrington so that he wouldn't get caught.

"Y/N, where are you?" he whispered.

"Long time no see, Spiderman." Peter's eyes widened as Beck's voice sounded through his phone. He gulped harshly and tried to remain calm.

"What do you want?" he asked quietly.

"No, Peter, the question is, what do you want? Because I assume that the answer isn't your girlfriend dead across the sidewalk." Beck chuckled. Peter's eyes widened.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he hissed.

"I'm on the roof of a building, somewhere in Queens. I have your girlfriend here, ready to be thrown off of the roof in...let's say, fifteen minutes." He spoke.

"Beck, don't do this, she's innocent in all of this." Peter spat quietly.

"No, she's not, Peter. She became another guilty party as soon as she started dating you and the moment that she was born a Stark." Beck snapped back. Peter's eyes widened further.

"Wait...how do you know that?" he gulped.

"I have my ways. Fifteen minutes before your girlfriend turns into a bloody mess on the sidewalk. Time starts now." he spoke before hanging up. Peter gulped, his heart virtually stopping as he took the phone from his ear with shaky hands and looked at the now-black screen. He shot up from his seat and ran out of class.

"Peter! Where are you going?!" he ignored Mr Harrington as he sprinted down the hall and out of the school gates. He only had fifteen minutes and his mind was racing at a million miles an hour, there was no way he had time to change, find Y/N and then save her. He just had to hope that no one saw his face as he shot a web at the school's roof and took off, desperately scanning the rooftops as he went.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Get the hell off of me." I spat as Mysterio dragged me along the roof with him, my now-tied hands making it harder to get out of his grip.

"No way. I'm not having you get away by seeing Peter before I do and jumping off of the roof for him to catch you. You're sticking by me." He spat. I scowled at him.

"Let her go." We immediately whipped around and my eyes widened as Peter stood there. Without his suit on. Crap. I cried out slightly as Mysterio grabbed me again, wrapping his arm around my waist and grabbing my wrists to restrain me further as he started to walk us backwards towards the edge of the roof, making Peter take a step forward.

"Ah, nice one, Peter. You found us in...wow. Three minutes. You must have been desperate." Mysterio smirked.

"I'm really not in the mood for your games, Beck. Let her go. Now." Peter spat, taking another step forward. This was a completely different Peter to what I knew. Normally, he was gentle, even when stopping crime, Spiderman would always make a sarcastic remark or two at the villain. Not this time.

"Why should I? She's equally as to blame as you and Stark are." Mysterio snapped back.

"How?! I know that I exposed you, but you brought everything that happened to you on yourself the moment your freaking drones and illusions killed people." Peter retaliated.

"And now I'm going to expose you, and your little girlfriend. I'm going to take everything from you, Peter, starting with her." He nodded. Peter gulped and looked at me.

"Stay calm, Y/N, it's going to be okay." He nodded, reaching his hand out slightly and slowly walking towards us.

"No, it won't be. I have an idea, how about we play a fun game? If you can get to her in time, before I drop her, you can have her back, alive, no harm, no foul." Mysterio chuckled. Peter shook his head.

"Don't do this, Beck. Please." He spoke, trying to keep his voice from wavering.

"Come on, Peter. Work for it. Run for her." He smirked.

"Don't do it, Peter, he's going to throw me anyway." I choked.

"Hey, shut up and let the boy decide for himself." Mysterio spat in my ear, making me wince. Peter gulped harshly but I could tell what he was going to do as he slowly but surely got into a position that made him ready to run.

"Last chance, Peter. If you don't run, she's getting thrown." Mysterio shrugged. Peter gulped again before suddenly breaking into a full-speed sprint, rushing towards us.

"Here we go, now it's a party!" Beck laughed, making a tear roll down my cheek as Peter sprinted towards us. I looked into his eyes, the heartbreak within the hazel telling me that we both knew he was never going to get to me before Mysterio threw me off of the roof. Nevertheless, he kept running.

"Nearly there, Pete, come on, work for your girl's life!" Mysterio laughed, clearly taunting him. Peter quickly got closer to us, reaching out his hand so that the gap between our fingertips rapidly disappeared.

"Oops. Too slow." Mysterio chuckled darkly. My eyes widened, as did Peter's as Mysterio let go of me and pushed, making my feet stumble against the concrete and making me fall backwards. Peter's eyes widened further and he reached out his hand, our fingertips brushing as he tried to catch me.

"Y/N! NO!" I heard him scream as I started to fall. The wind whipped around me, my hair blowing around my face as I fell. There was no point in screaming, no one who would hear me could save me in time. My eyes fluttered shut, the wind whistling in my ears as I continued to rapidly fall, and my sealed fate began to sink in. Suddenly, I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist, making me scream as I started to fly instead of fall. I slowly opened my eyes to see Peter, one arm wrapped securely around my waist and the other holding the web that was currently flying us to safety.

"Peter." I choked as I hooked my tied hands over his head, holding his neck to help him support me.

"You didn't think that I'd let you fall and die, did you?" he chuckled, but it was half-hearted.

"Of course I didn't." I smiled. He returned it, but it soon disappeared as he landed us swiftly in the alleyway near school. We stood there for a moment, heavily panting as we tried to process what had just happened, Peter's arm still around my waist and my hands still around his neck.

"Thank you." I whispered. He sighed and nodded, closing his eyes and touching our foreheads as he reached his hands behind his neck and snapped the rope that was restraining me, but I let my hands stay there for a moment longer as I just cherished being in his arms.