You arrived at a big airport on the other side of New York city. There was an empty jet that you guessed it was Peter's private jet. Peter get out first holding his hand out for you, which you don't take.

"Rude. I was trying to be a gentleman." He places a hand on your lower back sending goosebumps.

"Yeah, you kidnapping me was sooo gentlemanly." You sarcastically said.

"Whatever, Y/n. You just need to trust me."

You walk up the stairs to get on the jet. The inside was big and bright.

"Whoa!" He places you on one of the seats with him seating in front of you. "Why do you need me anyways?"

He looks up from his phone (which he was on the whole time)

" I need you to do something for me then your home free." He stares down back on his phone. "Like what?"

You grab the blanket next to you and wrap it around yourself.

"I will tell you when we get there." He smiles lovely at his phone.

All this time you forgot that Peter was a rich millionaire like your father, but the reason why he was rich was a mystery.

"Okay? How did you get rich in the first place?" You asked out of curiosity.

"I work with Osborn Tower I'm the secret CEO but Harry is the face of the company." His brown eyes stare holes in yours.

"Oh? Then that time at Starbucks? He seemed mad at you?" He sighs then runs his hand through his curly brown hair.

"He hates that i'm actually the CEO and an other personal reason." You nodded silent. "Well, I'll stay with you for a while so?"

You trail off.

"Y/n don't dig yourself in a hole you don't want to dig."

He asked the waitress to get him some alcohol.

"Alcohol?" He drinks the burning liquid. "I'm not old enough." You straightly said.

"Oh come on, who's going to know? Speaking about Harry. Is he your-?"

He takes a long sip smirking against the cup.

"No! If you mean by soulmate? Then no! Harry is too much of a playboy anyways." You stare out of the plane window as the plane lifts off the ground

. "Then what's your tattoo?" He seemed kind of hopeful. "None of your business Parker."

You had your hands under the blanket tracing your tattoo that you remembered by heart.

"Oh look at you standing up for your self." His presence was near you, you could tell.

"Then tell me something about yourself. Since your gonna see me for only god knows how long."

His alcoholic breathe was on your neck. You try to make the outside your attention. Yet him this close was all you could think about.

"I was born y/b/m, I'm 19, I go to collage, and I want to go home." Your breath hitches when he places a hand on your thigh.

"Don't touch me!" Your prayers were answered, he walked back to his chair in front of you.

"You're a virgin, right? It's obvious." He laughs at his weird joke.

"I'm waiting for my soulmate." You cringed. Peter groans,

"Soulmate is so stupid! Like why do I have to be born to find someone to die with?! It's weird! Like what if your soulmate is someone you don't want! What if you met them at like the age of 50? Will you be a virgin until then?"

He sighs annoyingly.

You didn't know how to respond. You stay quiet hoping the time goes fast.

"What if I paid you to have sex with me."

He smiles evilly at you, your eyes widen and you take a look at him.

"Are you crazy?! I'm never going to have se-se-sex with you! I don't want a sugar daddy."

The plane ride took about an hour, Peter was asking you questions.

Like sexual questions.

"Don't you get horny? How are you going to wait for your soulmate." He leans forwards almost touching you.

"I don't know!" You screamed.

"Okay I will calm down the questions." He smirks at your reaction.

"You got your mothers eyes." He looks deep in your eyes. "What?" You whispered hoping he was joking.

"I remember those eyes before in a dream. Plus I saw your mother the day she died."

Your hands started to shake. You ignored him, he was just trying to get into your head you thought.

The plane lands on a country site. With a million wood trees, like a scene from twilight. Is Edward coming?

"Y/n we arrived. We are going to get you new clothes. You look like a stripper." He travels his hand around your waist.

He walks you down the flight of stairs, into the limo.

"What's your favorite place to shop for clothes. You know what never mind, your obviously bad at picking clothes."

He leans forward to the driver and whispers something. You see a sign that shocked you,

The sign "Welcome to Maine" was in front of the huge limo.

"We're in Maine?! Why?!" You asked, Maine has property the most woods in all of USA.

"Because old retired Huntsman Spiders moved here." He states but chuckles at your respond, "Is that why we're here? Do you promise to get me home when this is all over?"

You tried to make puppy dog eyes at him.

"Yes! Okay I will! I pinky promise." He mocks in a 5 year old girl voice.

Welcome to Twin Plain Mall.

Was slashed on the top of the giant building. "Come with me."

You both walk in stores and buy some stuff. He wanted to buy you more expensive clothes but you said no.

You guys talked and talked he doesn't seem that bad for a guy who kidnapped you.

Then when he was forgetting why you guys were shopping you laid him with the question.

"Why did you need me?" You asked looking through miles of clothes with him by your side. He takes a big sigh before speaking,

"Aunt May, my aunt that was with uncle Ben before he died, was worried that I was a part of the gang. So I thought that maybe if you acted like my soulmate for a little while she would stop worrying. She worries that Tony would hurt me and I told her me and Tony had a truce. But knowing you father he wouldn't want one, more like he won't believe I want one."

He rubs his eyes like if he was going to cry.

" but why do you care about what your aunt thinks? You're like 21, right?"

You look at him instead of looking at the clothes.

"Be-be-because she is dying. She's really sick, she is in the hospital and everything."

You might not know him that well but you rubbed his shoulder.

"And the retired Huntsman Spiders need to believe it too."

You watch as he quietly cries in the middle of the store mall. You knew he was the bad guy but him losing his only mother figure was hard, you understood him.

You lost your mum too. "I get it, my mum died when I was 3. At least you will remember your aunt before she dies."

His deep dark eyes look at you then removes your hand off his shoulder.

"Whatever. But you have to pretend your in deep love with me, me being your fake soulmate and everything."

His smile returns on his beautiful face. "What is your tattoo anyway?"

But then you heard cops telling everyone to stay inside the stores that some crazy guy had a bomb.

"Peter." His name rolls off your tongue grabbing his attention. "Stay near me."