Old wounds always leave scars
Over the next few days Harley learned a lot about Peter. He was a complete and total nerd, his favorite hobby was building legos with his friend Ned, and his version of sweet tea was a complete abomination.
Another fact about Peter Parker he was spider-man. That's what Harley thought at least he didn't really know how to bring it up to Peter. So he thought maybe he should just say it outright over dinner.
"Peter I have a question for you" the other boy acknowledged him while going to take sip out of water "Are you spider-man?" Peter spit out his water and across the table Tony dropped his fork.
Harley had messed up big time he realized. He knew better than this, to get attached but it had finally reached a breaking point. He had finally pushed away the only people he had left. Looking at Peter's and Tony's shocked faces he did the only thing he could think of he bolted.
All Harley knew now is that he was running. He was out of the tower by now, and he was headed for his apartment and thankfully Tony had no idea were it was he didn't even know he owned it.
As soon as he got home his phone was blowing up with calls and texts from Tony and Peter. He debated over and over and finally he called Peter back.
The phone rung and soon Peter answered "Harley are you there, please I'm worried" Harley sighed before answering "Yeah Pete it's me."
He heard Peter let out a shaken breath "I want to talk in person where are you" there was a pause before Harley answered "I'm at my apartment." He heard Peter shuffle around and then "Apartment what apartment" Harley winced "I'm not visiting New York Peter...I-uh live here."
He thought that if he hadn't pushed him away by now this had to be the final straw. Peter's voice rang in his ears "Okay, okay I'm gonna hang up text me your address" he heard his own weak voice reply "Okay guess I'll see you soon."
Then he heard the click of the phone signaling that Peter had hung up. Harley lowered his phone and typed out his address the best he could with his shaking hands. He sent the text to Peter.
Harley felt himself break down. How easily he could ruin a whole relationship with one sentence. Because his stupid brain had connected dots it shouldn't have. All Harley Kenner is an idiot who can't keep anyone in his life no matter how hard he tried.
Then he heard a knocking at his window. He slowly got up and opened his window. In through his window clad in a spider-man suit entered Peter Parker.