Peter Pan X Reader

(Y/N)'s POV

I've been here in Neverland for about two years and they were the best two years of my life. I've finally found people who understand me and care for me. I've made friends with all of the Lost Boys and Peter and I are in good terms. But even if my life here is great, memories of my old life still linger in my mind.

It was horrible and really depressing. Living in the streets alone until Peter found me. I was punched, kicked, abused and other horrible and traumatizing things that I shouldn't have experienced at such a tender age.

"(Y/N)?" I heard my name being called.

I quickly hid the dagger and covered my arm before I left my tent. I was shocked when I Peter outside.

"Yes Peter?" I asked.

He seemed a little worried and mad. He wasn't really wearing his usual smirk which I found completely charming.

"Show me your arm," he said.

I couldn't really disobey him so I did. I didn't know how he knew but I'm sure that it involved really spying on me. I watched as he looked at my scarred arm. I loved how his eyes would look like as if they're memorizing every cut. I didn't want to believe it but I think I saw him almost cry. Then he raised his hand and he healed my arm.

"Why?" He asked looking into my eyes as I looked into his.

"Cutting is like my drug Peter. I've done it when I was in the Enchanted Forest and I still do it now. It isn't a habit that you can easily forget."

"But I thought you were happy here."

"I am. But then I begin to remember my life before and how cruel everyone was to me. That was why it took me a long time before I could warm up to all of you here."

"Have you ever loved someone?" He blurted.

I scoffed. "Love. I have no time for love and I have no idea how it feels like. I have never felt love. It's probably for the best anyways."

"Why?"

"I've seen what love does to people. It makes them do a lot of stupid things. To others it might seem very cute or whatever but to me it's just a load of bull."

I was about to go to my tent but then Peter held my wrist and pulled me towards him. I didn't resist since I had no idea what he was about to do. He slid one hand around my waist and the other caressed my cheek. I felt really good and giddy when he did that. I don't know why. I saw him do his signature smirk and I began to wonder why. He leaned in closer to me until his lips reached my ear.

"You say that you don't feel love but you do," he whispered to me.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Are you saying that I'm in love with you? No."

I saw his face seemed to have fallen and he pulled away from me. I got a little disappointed but I didn't show it. It's just that, the great and mighty Peter Pan is in love? The one thing he said that he can't do. I couldn't believe it it a part of me said that I should. That he can and I can too.

I was deep into my own thoughts that I didn't realize that he already left. I didn't really mind since it was getting a little awkward and I walked inside my tent and went to sleep.

The following morning, I just pretended that last night was nothing but a dream. I told myself that a couple of times that I've nearly convinced myself that it was only just a dream. But then I realized it wasn't considering how awkward Peter acted around me.

Usually he and I would train together then I'd go hunt with the other Lost Boys but now Felix and I trained together. I shrugged it off since I guess he was just a little busy. But then the days rolled by and he was acting really distant towards me. The boys have noticed it and  I was really confused.

Did Peter actually think that I loved him? Does he even love me?

Come to think about it, I actually miss him. I miss our daily talks and how he teases me when we train. Also how he would distract me every time I would shoot an arrow. I missed it.

I missed us.

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Months have past and Peter or should I say, Pan and I still aren't on good terms. A new girl came and her name is Wendy. She was shy and sweet. We became good friends and I saw how she looked at Pan. It was clear she liked him and I couldn't help but feel jealous. But I also felt sorry for her since Pan doesn't and can't love, her heart is just going to be broken.

One night, while we were going back to camp she told me something that I have been dreading.

"I'm telling Peter that I like him tonight," she said.

"Wendy, I really think you shouldn't."

"Why? Do you like him?" She asked and I was shocked.

Do I like Peter? No you don't. You can't love.

"No," I said coldly. "I can't love and neither can he. I'm being your friend Wendy, you'll just get your heart broken. But if you're still going to continue your plan, well I'm here for you whatever the outcome."

"Thanks," Wendy said then when she saw Pan, she left me and went to him. I saw them go inside his tent.

I walked inside mine and cried. I don't know why I am but I feel so hurt. I just don't understand why I feel so much pain in my heart. I cried myself to sleep that night but I still have no idea why I feel so much pain.

A/N: Sorry it took long. I couldn't really think of a story for Peter but here it is now.

Part 2 coming right up. 😊

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