#cavinsky

[encisthings]

[divinespairings]

#DID YOU EVEN TRY KAVINSKY?

[briennesjaime]

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[vnesshudgens]

Lara Jean Covey and Peter Kavinsky + kisses

Bonus:

[funclejezzy]

Bi culture is watching to all the boys I’ve loved before and falling in love with both Peter and Lara Jean

[alecslightwood]

*ugly cries bc of their cuteness as I’m watching this movie for the 10th time*

[unheardgirllucy]

Completely, totally, irrevocably in love with Noah Centineo💞

[tilltheworldendsx3]

lara jean & peter | best part of me

I’M BACK! These two have stole my heart even since I read the books years ago, and now more then ever with seeing them on screen. I hope you guys enjoy! I know, it’s not my best video by far but with all the crashing of sony vegas and glitches, I think it turned out okay. Don’t worry, I hope to have a decent video of them soon, because like I said, I AM OBSESSED.

How many times has everyone watched the movie? Me? At least 6... oops.

[queenxxxsupreme]

Oh my god oh my god if Henry Cavill does in fact get cast as Victor von Doom besties I will lose my ever loving shit

[hotgirlrry]

anyone who thinks of tatbilb as “het nonsense” owes me and jenny han handwritten reasons why you hate happiness

[encisthings]

[dr0wning-in-hell]

Obsessed - Peter K.

Summary : Y/N over hears Peter talking about their relationship and finds out that Peter feels like she’s more than he can handle.

Word Count : 1.7k +

Warnings : angst, sad!reaer, little bit of a douche bag!peter, sad stuff, 

Pairing/characters : Peter Kavinsky x reader, 

Prompt : none, this is actually what happened to me and being called obsessive. 🙃

A/N : Hope ya’ll enjooyyy. And also I still need help coming up with book title ideas so if you have ideas or want to talk about it with me, please message me directly or through asks!!

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She was never supposed to hear it, but she did. She hear what he said about her, and it hurt more than having your heart wrapped straight from your chest, but at the moment that’s the feeling Y/N was having. 

Her boyfriend, Peter Kavinsky, was talking to a group of his lacrosse friends in the hall way during school, and one of his friends asked how him and his girl were. They had been dating for a little over six months, and even though they hadnt said those big three words, Y/N knew she loved him.

“So, Kavinsky, how are you and Y/N?” He casually slipped it into their conersation. They were just around the corner from where Y/N’s locker was and she had just arrived there with her friend Laura Jean at that exact moment he asked that question. 

“They’re talking about you.” Laura Jean whispered. Y/N ignored her and moved a little closer to hear what they were saying. 

Peter let out a long sigh, the type where you knew something was wrong from the start of it. “It’s good I guess, she’s just- she’s a lot to handle.” Y/N looked back at Laura Jean who had a raised eyebrow. “She’s always wanting to talk on the phone or hang out with me, and sometimes I actually can’t because of practice and family things, but other times I just don’t want to. It’s almost like she’s obsessed or something.” The jock shook his head, “She’s a great girl and all but man, sometimes I don’t know how I ended up with her.”

Y/N’s world stopped. Her heart stopped beating, her longs stopped taking in oxygen. Everything just stopped. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Peter Kavinsky, thought his girlfriend was too much for him to handle. Sure Y/N texted him a lot, but what else was she going to do when she had no one to hang out with or talk to? When her homework was done, or when she was having a bad day? Is wanting to talk to your boyfriend obsessive? Is wanting to see them obsessive?

“Wow, did he seriously just say that about you behind your back?” Laura Jean whispered again. Y/N gave a slow nod. She couldn’t find it in her to say anything, not now, not after what she just heard. “We should go.” Y/N nodded again, and walked away with her friend, her heart aching and her eyes blurred with salty tears. 

The pair of girls walked to her car, not waiting for Peter like they usually do at the end of the school day. Y/N didn’t know if she could face him now after he said all those horrible things. After she heard what Peter said Y/N really thought about it. Sure, she texted him a lot, but it’s not like she spammed his phone demanding where he was, who he was with, and what he was doing. If he was with his friends she’d leave him be, maybe send a picture or something she thought he might like, or send a good morning or goodnight text, but she was not the type to stalk his every move. 

“Am I really obsessive?” Y/N said out loud on accident. Laura Jean looked over at her friend while she drive, a frown laying on her lips. 

“No, you’re not Y/N, don’t think that just because Peter said that makes it true.” 

“But, he said it, he thinks it, I mean, what if I am obsessive?” Y/N looked at her friend, who was now focused on the road.

“You are not obsessive, Y/N, okay? You care about Peter, you want to talk to him about things when you feel like no one else will understand but him. You give a shit about him and what he does and if he’s okay. Some people would kill for someone to be like that for them.” Y/N didn’t say another word, not even really knowing what to say.

Meanwhile, Peter had waited almost fifteen minutes for his girlfriend so he could give her a ride home. Peter began to worry when she hadn’t showed up his car, his mind thinking up the worst possible situations before thinking of the most reasonable. Giving up on waiting Peter started his car and drove out of the parking lot and headed to Y/N’s house to see if she was there. It didn’t even occur to him that she could have heard everything he said about her. Before driving off Peter sent her text messages and even called her to see if she was okay and know where she was, but there was no response. 

Laura Jean dropped Y/N off at her house, leaving the girl alone to wonder if she was obsessive. Y/N’s parents had gone into work that day, so she was home alone until they got back. She put her back on the kitchen table and pulled out her assignments and began to work on them, even though there was no point since she was so distracted thinking about Peter’s words. 

In her daze of distraction Peter had pulled into her driveway and knocked on her front door. The pounding sound broke her daze and she slowly walked to her door, hiding her body behind the door and looking through the peephole to make sure it wasn’t a stranger. Y/N huffed when she saw that it was just Peter. Y/N opened up the door, letting him in without a word. 

“Where were you after school? I waited in the parking lot for fifteen minutes!” Peter said a little aggressively.

Y/N shrugged and went back to the table, “I had Laura Jean drive me home. Didn’t want to bother you.” Y/N said dryly.

Peter rose an eyebrow, “I always drive you home, why would it bother me?”

“Don’t know, don’t want you to have to handle too much.” Y/N worked on her homework, eyes glued to the paper to keep herself from looking up at the boy and crying. 

“Okay, what’s wrong? Why are you acting like this?” Peter really didn’t get it, he didn’t know that she heard everything that he said about her.  Y/N shrugged, keeping quiet and continuing to work, Peter’s heavy hand on top of her’s is what made her stop writing. “What’s wrong.”

Y/N pulled her hand from under Peter’s, “Nothing, I’m fine.” If he thought she was obsessive and didn’t like him always trying to talk to him, then maybe she wouldn’t. Peter wouldn’t let it go and Y/N knew that. 

“Well why didn’t you answer any of my calls? Or my texts?” Peter asked yet another question, but he couldn’t see that the answer was already there. 

“Phone was charging.” It wasn’t a complete lie, it was upsatairs charging, but she really just didn’t want to talk to him at that specific time.  There was silence, and Y/N couldn’t stop herself from asking the next question, “Do you actually want to be with me still, or do you just feel obligated to be in this relationship?” 

Peter stopped for a second. He didn;t understand why she was asking that question, but soon enough he would. “Of course I still want to be with you, why would you think I wouldn’t?” 

“Oh maybe because you think I’m obsessive and I’m too much for you to handle.” The words slipped from her mouth easily. 

Peter stared at her blankly as realization hit him. She heard everything he said at the school, and now he didn’t know what to do. “Y/N/N..” Peter began to say, but she just held up her hand to stop him.

“There’s no need to explain, I’ll just leave you alone from now on. It’s okay.” Y/N looked at his stunned eyes and then back down to her paper, holding in her breathe and barley breathing as she waited for him to say something. 

“Baby, I’m sorry, I didn’t- I don’t know why I said those things.” Peter was trying his hardest to explain but it’s hard to make it seem like you didn’t mean what you say, when you really do. Y/N was still silent. “Y/N/N, baby, please say something.”

Y/N just shrugged, refusing to look up, “I have nothing to say, Peter. You got what you wanted, I won’t talk to you as much. I won’t send you pictures as much. I won’t send good morning or goodnight texts. I’ll be the type of girlfriend that doesn’t care if you’re okay or not, I won’t ask to hang out. It’s okay, you don’t need to stay now. I’m sure you’d rather be with your friends anyways.

Peter’s head was spinning. He loved everything about Y/N, all the texts, all the pictures, everything he said that bothered him, he actually adored. So why? Why did he say those things? 

“Y/N, I love you, I didn’t mean those things I said.” Peter’s hand was now resting on top of Y/N’s again. 

“How do I even know you mean that? Hard to know what you really mean anymore.” Y/N sighed and looked at their hands, eyes burning with the tears she was holding back. “You should go, Peter. I have work to do.”

Peter didn’t want to go, he didn’t want Y/N to believe any of the stuff he said about her. He wanted to be there, he wanted to talk to her, he wanted to  just be with her. Now Peter Kavinsky knew what it was like. What it was like to be in Y/N’s shoes. 

[divinespairings]

Lara Jean Covey and Peter Kavinsky are epitome of idiots in love. They both love each and have no IDEA what to do about.

[briennesjaime]

Sure, whatever you say, Covey.

[dearemma]

Covinsky kisses

[orangepancakes]

*me aggressively watching tatbilb for the 7th time*: Maybe this time everything will be the same as the last 6 because there is nothing i want changed in this beautiful example of a rom-com