She remembered the times that Peter had mentioned, and their seventh grade dance was a little awkward because of going with Harry and having Peter be a third wheel. She vowed to herself that day that she didn’t want to make her friends third wheels and she never agreed to go to another dance with Harry and Peter never asked her so she never really denied him.

“Me?” She asked innocently as if she hadn’t expected him to turn around the question. “Well that depends, I’ve fallen for you two different times Peter so it’s a little bit more complex.” She said with a giggled. “The first time I realized I liked you was in eighth grade. After the break up with Jason when I caught him red handed making out with another girl. I actually went to Harry first because he was home and you weren’t. I told him the situation and he just laughed, telling me it wasn’t a big deal and that I didn’t need to worry about it, someone else would come along. Then I came to you and you put your arms around me and held me while I cried, I recall you having to go upstairs and change shirts due to the amount of snot that I covered your shoulder with. You never said anything negative about the situation, you just let me cry and reminded me that everything would be okay; because after all is send and done, it will be. That’s when I knew I liked you. It wasn’t long after that when I realized I loved you. It was when you went on your vacation with Aunt May and Uncle Ben where you were gone for a week. I would sit by my phone and wait for it to ring just to hear your voice. I couldn’t keep myself from feeling lonely when you weren’t around and those phone calls, while they were simple conversations and your stories about what you were doing, really meant a lot to me. I missed you before the phone rang and after we hung up. You don’t miss someone that much if you don’t love them.”

She took in another deep breath, “I knew I liked Spider-Man from his first action of capturing thugs in the paper.” She spoke all of this in a whisper in case her parents were listening by the door. “I admired you and like every girl in the city, my crush developed that day. When I kissed you on my roof I knew I loved you but our make out session in front of my house after you saved me for a second time really threw me for a loop because while I loved Spider-Man I loved Peter Parker more. I remember thinking after you caught me from falling from the glider that I needed to talk with Spider-Man that he couldn’t get his heroic rewards anymore because I loved you too much to continue what we had. But when Rick pulled that mask off your face I was both shocked and thrilled. The two men I loved were one in the same. And that…” She placed her hand gently on his, “Was when I knew that I loved you completely and no matter who you were, I still found myself attracted to you.”

A smile curled the corners of her lips, “Seeing as I’ve asked you a lot of questions, do you have any to ask me?”