Warning(s): Cursing, Some angsty Valentine's day shit :)
Note(s): Who doesn't love sad shit for Valentine's day? :) (2/14/21)
Pairing(s): M!Reader x Female!OC (Platonic), M!Reader x OC Parents, Tony x M!Reader (Platonic, obviously), Peter x M!Reader (Yea...you'll find out :) )
Word Count: 1,273 Words
Summary: Not all High School Sweethearts make it to the finish line.
—Third Person's Point Of View—

Tuesday. 8:45 AM. First Period. Two weeks before graduation.

"Y/N!" Yasmine came running over to the unsuspecting male. Her thick hair pulled back into a cute afro puff. She sat down beside her friend. "Are you excited for graduation?" She smiled, her slightly wide nose crinkling in the process. She pulled out her lipgloss and applied it on her thick brown lips.

"Uh, yeah." He sighed softly and leaned his head against his hand. "It's gonna be so fun leaving this horrid building to enter another."

Yasmine rolled her eyes playfully, "Come on! It's a new chapter in your life. -And, you will have Peter to be with you every step of the way." She smiled and nudged his shoulder gently.

Y/N smiled softly at the thought of his boyfriend being there. "Yeah," He turned to face the shorter teen. "Yeah, that's probably the best part." He chuckled softly and closed his book when the bell rang. He groaned and grabbed his backpack. "Off to science." He announced. Yasmine cheered and followed the taller man, they had almost all the same classes.

Tuesday. 12:32 PM. Lunch. Still, two weeks before graduation.

"Where's Peter?" Yasmine asked, she sat down besides Y/N and placed her black and blue-grey lunchbox down onto the cafeteria bench-like table. She opened the box and looked at Y/N with a suspicious glare.

Y/N shrugged then noticed the glare, "Yasmine, what? I don't know where Peter is.." He mumbled softly and started to play with the bland cafeteria pizza which was freckled with tiny square pepperonis.

Tuesday. 2:55PM. Last Period.

He was just here a couple hours ago. Where the hell is he? Y/N thought to himself. He started to stare off at the black and white clock that hung above the classroom's door. He held his head in his hand as he sighed softly. Anticipating the alarm, he started to pack his belongings.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Y/N jolted out of his seat and ran out of the classroom then the wide doors that lead to the real world. He rushed off of the property and went to his apartment first. He paced back and forth as he tried to reason with himself.

His phone sat on the twin sized mattress, he sighed and went to pick up the device.

Y/N
Hey, Petey!
Are you okay?
I haven't heard from you in a while..
3:12PM

Y/N set the phone down and went to sit down at his desk, he tapped his fingers against the glass like plastic. He mumbled softly to himself- still worrying about Peter.

"I should get this project done before it's too late.." He sighed and turned on his lamp.

Soon, it was nighttime and Y/N's father walked into the room. "Y/N.." He said softly and shook the teen.

Y/N jumped up suddenly and looked at his father. He realized where he was, "Did I fall asleep on my textbook like those cringe teen movies?"

His father started laughing while he nodded, "Yeah, I came in here to tell you your father made dinner."

"Thanks." Y/N sighed and rubbed his eyes. He groaned softly and got up to the bed and picked up the phone. "30%." He read the battery percentage. He checked to see messages.

No new messages.

Y/N grabbed his charger and plugged the phone in. He wanted to forget about Peter, but how do you forget about someone you've been with for almost 4 years?

Tuesday. 7:45PM. Dinner.

"Thanks, Dad, that was delicious." Y/N smiled towards his more feminine father and collected their dishes. He walked to the sink and started washing them by hand to stall going back to his room.

His taller dad walked over to him, "I've got dishes, I know you have a big project due soon." He smiled softly.

"It's fine, I've got it." Y/N mumbled softly and continued washing the dishes, attempting to blank his mind.

Wednesday. 8:01AM. First Block. One day closer to graduation.

Y/N walked over to his seat and sat down, he chewed on his nails nervously. "Come on, Peter.." He mumbled softly as he looked around the room for the teen to walk in. "Peter come on.."

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, it's not worth documenting.

Wednesday. 3:15PM. Stark Tower.

"L/N! What are you doing here?" Tony smiled as he walked towards the angry teen. He frowned when the boy looked towards him. "Is this about Peter?"

"How'd you know?" Y/N sighed softly and began to feel himself get sad. "Do you know where he is? I texted him
all day and I got no reply..Is his phone off? Is he even still alive?" He asked the brunette.

Tony chuckled softly and put his hand on Y/N's shoulder to ease his suspicions. "Peter's been here for the last couple of days. He has access to his phone- I thought you knew."

"Knew what?"

"He's becoming an Avenger." Tony smiled rather proud of himself and Peter's achievements.

Y/N froze and gulped, "N-No.."

Tony frowned and walked away to go get Peter. Peter walked down the hallway and froze when he saw Y/N. He was too scared to tell his boyfriend they wouldn't go off to college..and that they should probably break up.

"Peter?" Y/N's voice broke as he was on the edge of tears. He stayed where he was and just stared at the other teen. A tear managed to escape as all his feelings rushed to him at once.

Peter smiled sheepishly and slowly approached Y/N. "Hey.."

"Where were you?! Stark said you could've texted me back!" Y/N yelled and looked at Peter, he started backing away. "I was so worried about you, I thought someone killed you and hid the evidence!"

Peter gulped and looked down, "Y-Yeah, Y/N..I know. And I'm sorry."

Y/N rolled his eyes, "I was worried about you.." He sounded so deflated.

"Mr. Stark, can we have a moment?" Peter turned to watch Stark leave the room. He sighed softly and went to hold Y/N's hands. "I have something serious to tell you..I've been thinking about it for a few days and I believe it's the best decision for the both of us."

"How can you make up my mind for me?" Y/N pulled away, clearly offended.

"You can't force me to stay, Y/N. We need to end this..long distance never works..I'm going to go on missions and being with you can put you in danger.." Peter sighed and looked down at his feet, "And that's the last thing I want to do."

Y/N gulped and looked down at the man, his throat started to hurt and his eyes started to burn. He wanted to yell and kick then punch the wall and destroy everything. Four fucking years, down the fucking drain because of the fucking Avengers and fucking safety.

"Y/N?" Peter looked up to look at the other silent teen.

"Fuck you, Peter."

A/N: Resolution for part 2 ;) ?