《Im Not Wendy (Peter Pan Fanfiction)》Im Not Wendy- Chapter 31
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*Narrator*
Julie and Peter pulled apart and just looked at each other. Peter was dumbfounded, but, deep inside, he knew he had done what he had wanted to do for months now. And Julie, she was just confused. She was still angry, furious at Peter, but that kiss... it didn't fail to make her feel the butterflies her stomach was longing to feel. And she didn't feel any of this with Ryland. I mean, yes, he was a lovely guy, with a pure heart, but still... he worked for Hook.
And Peter was the love of her life.
But no. She couldn't allow herself to just crumble apart and give in to Peter Pan's arms once again. She couldn't.
'Peter I...'- She started. She didn't know how to continue.-'I mean, we, us, I... This was wrong. I have to go.'- She said quickly, picked up her things, and left flying quickly.
'Julie, wait!'- Peter called, but it was useless.
He didn't go after her. He wasn't going to run around after her. No. He was going to win his way back into his heart. Just like she did from a very beggining. He was going to win her heart, just like she won his.
And this is how Peter spent days and days thinking how to get her back. He was slowly coming to good terms with Tinkerbell, too, who seemed in much more great humour now that Julie was finally recovering again.
She was still cold, but the little fairy would bring Peter and the boys news about Julie's recovery quite often. And the boys and Peter gave her always something to take her, or to say to her.
It was a beautiful, spring night, three months later. Julie had just finished helping the animal painting fairies to paint some ladybugs, and she was now sitting by herself on a rock, watching, from afar, the tree where she and Peter shared their first dance. All the fairies were there, as the usual two were dancing the fairy waltz once again. She loved seeing the fairies glowing around the tree, dancing to the slow music. It brought her memories.
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She thought back to those times. Peter and her were 14, they were babies!
And they had gone to the fairy tree after their first ever defeat together against Hook, and they had danced together.
Then, memories of the Royal Ball flooded her head. How she had met the Queen, and how they had danced along to the music, and Peter's words resounded in her head.
'Wendy means nothing to me. She was just a mistake, you are the one'
Or something along those lines.
Tears appeared in her eyes as the thought of everything that happened after that.
When she wanted to notice, a fairy was drying her tears.
'Oh, thank you, Alexis'- She smiled at the bubbly water fairy that was floating in the air in front of her face.
'Tink couldn't come today, but she asked me to give you this'- She said, and a small unidentifiable because of the dark object was placed on her lap.
When the fairy left, Julie lifted the thing. It was an envelope. It had nothing on it, plain white.
She ripped the seam apart, opening the envelope. Inside, a paper, generously bathed in pixie dust, was folded in half. Julie didn't hesitate to open it, and a smile found its way to her lips when she saw the contents.
It was a drawing. It was a drawing of herself, with the now 13 Lost Boys. Yes, 13. It had been drawn by the smallest kids of the group, who were 7, Elliot and Puddles. She turned the paper around.
Meet me at the lake bay by midnight. Peter Pan.
Julie was hesitant. She didn't know if she should go or not.
She stood up, and flew to Pixie Hollow. It was still 4 hours until midnight anyways, and she needed dinner inmediately.
Tinkerbell entered Julie's new house at Pixie Hollow. She found the girl sitting at her bed, looking at a certain point, thinking.
She tinkled.
'Oh, hi, Tink'- Julie said.
'What's wrong?'- The fairy asked. Julie sighed.
'Peter asked me to meet him at the lake bay, and I don't know if I should go or not.'- Julie said, and looked at the clock. She then removed a small bottle from a drawer beside her bed, and Tinkerbell brought her a water glass. It was her revitalization medicine, as she needed to regain the weight she had lost. She measured and drank a cap of the bright blue medicine, followed by the glass of water.
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'I think you should. At least to hear what he has to say.'- Tink said with her best sincere smile. Julie sighed.
'Alright. I will'- She said, and, saying a goodbye to Tinkerbell, she fixed her nightgown and left.
Her heart was racing as she flew to the lake bay. She was nervous, but she didn't know why.
She landed softly. No one was there.
'Peter?'- She asked. No answer. She tried again, but no sounds at all. She huffed.
'I knew it'- She rolled her eyes and, as she was about to leave, a voice interrupted her.
'You called?'
Julie turned around. Yes, the voice was of course, Peter's. And yes, she still had to admit it gave her the flutters from time to time.
'Hi'- She said. Peter smiled.
'Hey'- He walked up to her slowly but, when he tried taking her hand, she refused.
'Why did you want to meet me here?'- She asked. Peter now smirked.
'Well, I have something I wanna show you'- He said, and walked her to the edge of the lake. They sat down, and Peter gave a whistle.
Four fairies, incluiding Tinkerbell, flew towards them.
'Julie, these are...'
'I know who they are, Peter.'- Julie laughed.-'I live in Pixie Hollow'
'Oh, right. Well, ladies, if you please'- He said, and the fairies smiled. There were 4 fairies: Hayley, who was a light fairy, Iris, who was a water fairy, and then Tinkerbell and Kiana, two tinker fairies. (AN: I almost put "two tinkerbells" and I can't stop laughing.)
One of the fairies gave a signal. Iris raised the water on the lake, and Hayley directed the moonlight towards it. It gave away a reflection, in which Tinkerbell and Kiana started replaying moving images. Almost like a slideshow.
'Tink and Ki have been following us everywhere in the last years. They somehow found a way to get it all recorded. This, is the story of us.'
And that's how Peter and Julie watched a slideshow, explained by Peter, of all the moments and all the things they've been through, up to the Royal Ball.
Julie was mesmerized when it finished.
'Wait. There's more'- He said and, closing his eyes shut, he waited for the next part.
Now this, was a recording. Julie noticed Tink was carrying one of her inventions, a sort of video reproductive.
And what Julie saw impressed her.
It was a video, that seemed to be recorded without anyone noticing. In it, Peter was alone, in his room, smashing everything he had around him.
'HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!?! WHY DID I DO THIS TO HER! SHE WILL NEVER,EVER FORGIVE ME FOR THIS!'- He was screaming in a rage. He smashed something that was made of glass, and it fell near him, cutting his leg.
'And now she's dying because of me'- He said. He fell onto his bed, crying out loud. The door closed, and the recording ended.
Julie breathed out.
'One of the boys recorded that and brought it to Tink. They were scared of me.'- Peter said. When Julie turned around, green met lighter green. They looked at each other's eyes deeply.
'I just wanted you to know, even if you forgive me or not, that I love you, God, I love you so freaking much you don't even know. And I will do anything to get you back'- He said, taking her hand, which she did not refuse.
Something inside Julie's heart changed at that second. She knew that yes, she was hurt, but the amount of sincerity in Peter's eyes was enough for her little heart to burst. She loved him, and he loved her. They were soulmates, their fate was to be together. She couldn't be apart from him for so long, that was what was hurting her so much.
She looked at his eyes. And, in one swift movement, all of a sudden, she launched forward, pressing her lips forcefully to his.
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