c for covinsky chosen by @thorne
      ❝ I’ve never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other, it feels like I have. It’s like … it’s like there’s only ever been Peter. Like everyone else that came before him, they were all to prepare me for this.❞

I wonder what it’s like to have that much power over a boy. I don’t think I’d want it; it’s a lot of responsibility to hold a person’s heart in your hands.

Peter and Lara Jean holding hands in the cafeteria

Buttering a roll, my dad says, “I like Peter.” 
"You do?“ I say. 
Daddy nods. “He’s a good kid. He’s really taken with you, Lara Jean.” 
"Taken with me?“ I repeat. 
To me Kitty says, "You sound like a parrot.” To Daddy she says, “What does smitten mean? Taken by her?” 
“It means he’s charmed by her,“ Daddy explains. "He’s smitten.” 
“Well, what’s smitten?” 
He chuckles and stuffs the roll in Kitty’s open, perplexed mouth. “It means he likes her.”

I’ve never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other, it feels like I have. It’s like … it’s like there’s only ever been Peter. Like everyone else that came before him, they were all to prepare me for this.

My arms are at my sides so the jets won’t make my skirt fly up. Peter’s holding my face in his hands, kissing me. “Are you okay?” he whispers. His voice is different: it’s ragged and urgent and vulnerable somehow. He doesn’t sound like the Peter I know; he is not smooth or bored or amused. The way he’s looking at me now, I know he would do anything I asked, and that’s a strange and powerful feeling.

#peter, did you even try

bonus: 

#hottub!peter appreciation post

Being with Peter was so easy that sometimes I let myself pretend it wasn’t fake.

Peter reaches out and tickles me, and I laugh so hard I almost drop my wand. I dart away from him but he pounces after me, pretend shooting webs at my feet. Giggling, I run away from him, further down the hall, dodging groups of people. He gives chase all the way to chem class. A teacher screams at us to slow down, and we do, but as soon as we’re around the corner, I’m running again and so is he.