She walked up o him and sat on the ground in from of him. “Peter, you are indeed stung different, in a very weird manner.” she looked into his eyes now, “You keep freaking out as I’d something’s on your mind”.
“No…I’m fine, Wendy.” he growled. “I’m. Fine.” he said harshly saying the last word. He wasn’t fine but he didn’t want to talk about it…at all.
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peterhowdowegettoneverland reblogged this from nevergrowuppeter and added:
Wendy sat on her bed, she just though, ‘do I love him?’ she sadly answered it with yes. She flipped on her stomach and...
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nevergrowuppeter reblogged this from peterhowdowegettoneverland and added:
“Goodbye.” he stated giving her a salute. He was so annoyed…and confused, and he didn’t know what to do about anything....
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sickof-swimming-readyto-stand reblogged this from nevergrowuppeter and added:
“You just admitted to lying”
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