Chapter 1
It was a normal day nothing out of the ordinary for Harry he brought his friend home for his father. Peter and his dad talked or whatever and then they came out of his father's office his dad wearing just a robe. In that instance it registered as nothing.
Then when Harry was ready for slumber he layed awake in his bed. Then it clicked and he thought " oh shit "
" Oh fuck , oh God " then he thought ' no that's stupid ' and he's thinking he's a pervert a degenerate for even coming up with that but he's also thinking about his father's excuse. Peter running away.
It's making sense
He shakes his head and quickly gets up and puts on his shoes and leaves. He's going to MJ's .
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He's in front of his girlfriend's house and he's thinking
' Y'know what they can have each other, so what? I have a cute girl on my shoulder so what if my dad likes Peter more than he's ever liked me , so what '
He sleeps in her basement She's worried, he's not saying why he's here and she can't bring him to her room because of her dad.
So she sleeps in the basement with him. He thought he would feel better being here but he's still tossing and turning every detail hitting like bricks.
Peter sweating
His dad in that fucking robe.
His little comment after Peter had left where he had smirked and stretched.
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He's not even going to say anything. I mean what can you even say to any of this? He just feels uncomfortable. At least he has MJ.
She's great. She's funny and she's by his side. All he can do is just smile at her and hold her hand at lunch. Then he see's Peter coming over towards them. MJ waves over to him and Harry likes MJ so he waves over to Peter as well. The wierd thing is the second he sees them he runs away. Harry is in his next class period when he concludes that Peter is probably feeling guilty that he had betrayed him and now he couldn't face him. That was his conclusion, he slams his fist on his desk.