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Description You weren't lost, you were just exploring.

I'm a city you've never been too before.

With no clue which direction you were currently heading in.

Didn't you already pass that building?

...

Let's face it. You're lost. Maybe if you retraced your steps, you could find your group. The last time you saw them was at the M&M store. That was around ten. You glanced at your watch.

It was one o' clock.

So much for a 'fun school trip to New York'. Your Culture 101 class voted on going to New York City because it's so 'full of different cultures' and some shit like that. Maybe if your teacher wasn't so mental, you wouldn't be in this mess. But no. Nobody was allowed to carry their phones on them. People would get lost if they were staring at their phones the entire time. Well, look what happened to you! All you wanted was to get a closer look at the M&M statue. When you turned back around, everyone was gone! You sighed and kicked a rock. People were bumping into and saying rude things as they did. You let out another when you were suddenly jerked into an alleyway. You whipped around to see a group of men wearing ski masks. You tried to scream, but one of them covered your mouth. You tightly closed your eyes as you were thrown into the wall. One of the men pressed his hands to your shoulders to keep you still while another began to rip off your shirt.

"You should ask a lady if she wants you to take her clothes off." Suddenly, the weight was lifted from your shoulders and the man stopped ripping your shirt. You peeked one eye open and saw a man wearing a red and blue, spiderweb like suit face to face with you. We'll face to mask, but still. "You ok?"

"Ye-yeah..."

"What's a girl like you doing walking alone in these parts of town?" He grabbed your hand and helped you to your feet.

"I lost my class..."

"Good job. I suppose we should get you back to the." He wrapped an arm around your waist. "You should probably hang on."

"Why?"

"We're going for a ride."

"Um... Ok?" You hesitantly wrapped your arms around his neck and blushed slightly. "No trying anything though, ok?"

"Don't worry. Not until my feet are touching the ground." He held up his hand, confusing you. Then a white string shot out of his hand and lifted the two of you into the air. You let out a squeak, tightened your grip around his neck and buried your face into his shoulder. Though you couldn't see it through his mask, your savior was as red as his suit. "Hey, relax. I've got you. There's no need to choke me. I'm going to need help looking for your class."

"Ri-right..." You slowly brought your head up and looked around.

"When was the last time you saw them?"

"Ten o' clock at the M&M store..."

"So they're definitely not there anymore." The two of you swung through the sky for what seemed like hours. Finally, he landed on the roof of a building. "Wow. Is there a hotel or something you guys were staying at?"

"No. We were supposed to leave at three."

"Well, it's three o' clock now. They wouldn't leave without you, would they?" You shrugged as a frown found its place on your features.

"I dunno, maybe..."

"Hey, don't think like that. You look kind of ugly when you frown."

"Hey!" You smacked his chest, then remembered how close you were. Your face turned a bright red and you tried to push away, but to no avail. He held you tight against him.

"Where do you think you're going? We still have to find your class."

"Ok..." The two of you continued to travel the skies looking for your class. The buses weren't parked where they were at the beginning of the trip. After going all across town with hero who called himself Spider-Man, you sat atop a building , watching the cars go by below. It looked like a river of lights and you loved it. "I'm not going to be able to go home, am I?"

"Hey now, you don't kn-"

"I'm not thinking. I'm right, aren't I?" Tears began to well up in your eyes. "Not until I have enough money to get there myself..." A familiar hand ran around your back. You turned and looked at the masked man. "Can I... Can I see your face?" You let out a sniffle as he stared at you I'm silence.

"I suppose. Then I'll bring you to my place, ok?" You gave a slight nod as he reached for the base of his neck. He slowly pulled his mask up, revealing his beautiful face with his sparkling blue eyes.

"Wow..." You couldn't help but stare. You've been with this man all day and you just discovered how handsome he was. You felt your heart flutter and your face heat up. Het let out a chuckle and put his mask back on.

"I could say the same about you. Now, let's head back." He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close. This caused your face to turn an even brighter red. Even though he's held this close all day, it wasn't until now that it's had this kind of effect on you. "You gonna be ok?" You nodded your head.

"Yeah..."

"Not used to having good looking guys hold you, huh?" He laughed and you let out a giggle.

_________________________________To his place!____________________________________

"Turn around. I'm going to change out of this." You did as he asked and looked around his room.

"Do you live here by yourself?"

"No. I live here with my aunt. It's her place, but I stay here to take care of her."

"I see..."

"You can turn back around now. I'm done." You turned and looked him over. "Have a seat." He motioned to his bed as he sat at his desk. You hesitantly sat on his plush bed and watched him as he typed away on his computer.

"So what's your real name?" He glanced at you then back to his computer and continued typing, as though it would run away if he stopped.

"Peter Parker. What about yours?"

"___(f/n)___ ___(l/n)___."

"________..." Your name sounded like silk as it rolled off his tongue. "That's a cute name." You blushed slightly at the comment and watched your feet as they swung back and forth.

"Thanks..." You stood up. "I should probably work on finding a place to stay for the next few nights and finding a job."

"You can stay here. It'll be fine."

"Are you sure? Is there enough room for me?"

"Of course dearie." You jumped at the new voice and looked at the little old lady standing in the doorway. She let out a small cackle. "Did I scare you? Sorry. I didn't mean to."

"It's fine..."

"________, this is my Aunt May. Aunt May, this is my ________." She came here on a class trip, lost her class and they left without her.

"Oh dear.. That's too sad... Would you like to call your parents?"

"Well, uh, I can't."

"Do you not know their number hunny? I can look it up for you."

"It's not that. My mother was killed and my father abused me, so I have a restraining order against him. I live by myself." Peter whipped around and looked at you. You looked at him them back to Aunt May. "It'll be nice to get away for a while, I don't really have much at my old house anyways."

"Where do you live sweetie?"

"Uh, I live down the street from my college." Peter pulled up Google maps.

"What college do you go to?"

"___(c/n)___." As he pulled it up, he looked at the surrounding area. You pointed to a run down building overgrown with plants. "Right there. It was my mom's dream house at one point."

"________..." You looked at Peter who was giving you a sad look.

"It's really not that bad! I'm at school all day, so I'm not really ever there."

"I'll go make you some tea." Aunt May left and you sat back down on the edge of Peter's bed. You looked at your feet and never even noticed that Peter moved to sit next to you.

"________." You turned to look at him and came face to face with him. He was close enough that you could feel his breath on your face, causing you to turn a bright red. You couldn't stop staring into his blue eyes as they searched for something in your (e/c) ones.

"Peter..." He gently cupped your cheek in his hand and brought your lips closer to yours, tilting his head slightly. You complied, closing your eyes as soon as his closed his. Your lips were less then a millimeter away when you heard a squeal from Aunt May who was bringing your tea.

"Peter Benjamin Parker!" You let out a small giggle as Peter let out a sigh and moved away from you.

This would be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.









If Aunt May will ever let you two have one.
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