"No one gets off of Neverland. You need Pan's permission. Oh wait he doesn't care!" I should probably stop thinking aloud, Pan will only keep me here longer. Right... I'm here to stay. I'm not even lost, I just so happened to follow a group of boys who were heading somewhere.

I walked around the shore, checking to see if I was followed every once in awhile. I sat on the golden sand, hugging myself to keep warm. "Ugh! Why won't he let me go! I hate him so much."

"Well it certainly is nice to know what you think of me." I heard that all to familiar voice chuckle. Great... "Did you follow me?" I snarled, glaring at him. I'm not afraid of him, yet... "Did you really think you wouldn't go unnoticed by someone? Felix? Me?" "Oh? You notice me?" I took the opportunity to tease him. "N-no?" he said, cheeks turning a dark shade of red. "A-are you blushing?" I giggled, gaping at him. "Blushing? No! I may be a boy but that doesn't mean I'm fond of such childish acts!" he blushed harder. "Suit yourself, but that," I pointed to his cheek, " that is definitely red." He watched my finger as I pulled it back to cross my arms.

I walked along the shore, leaving him behind. I don't really care. "Where do you think you're going?" he growled stepping in front of me. I turned around, coming nose to nose with him. I whimpered, and stared wide eyed. "Why do you care?" I shook my head and continued mt gait. "I can't let you... well attempt to leave. You really can't anyway but-" "Then you have no reason to follow me!" I gritted my teeth. He may be attractive but he is the most annoying person I have ever met. He so persistent and over confident with himself.

"You can never be to sure. It's not like I fail anyways." he smirked, drawing back a little. "Then at least calm your chatterbox. Thanks." He furrowed his eyebrows, looking offended. I giggled. Hm... just offended the great Peter Pan! He walked next to me, watching everything I was doing. I would barely look to the side and he would get ready to block me. "Why won't you let me leave?!" I turned to face him. "Bipolar are we?" he smirked, looking away. "I didn't get an answer. I have been here for how long Peter? Oh look I already forgot! I wanna go home already!" He softened up, "I have my reasons why you're here. Tryst me on that." "Trust you?!" I scoffed, "I don't have a reason to! And if it's such a good reason, tell me." He tensed up, shaking his head quickly. "I-I-I-I can't." I smirked, an idea popping into my head. I sat down on the ground, pointing away from him. "Y/N? W-what are you doing?" I smiled, I wonder if this will work. "I'm not gonna move until you tell me. And since you so worried about me fleeing, you're not gonna leaving. With that said, something could happen at camp." This better work.

"Okay this is foolish. Up." I could feel him staring into the back of my head. "Not 'til you tell me!" I laughed. "Now." I was starting to annoy him. I don't know if that helps or makes things worse. "Y/N!" he shouted, grabbing my arm. I pushed him. Uh-oh. "Little too fiery today... Fine! But don't be mad at me when you don't like my answer." I smiled, forcibly, "Aha! Try me." He let out a huge sigh, "When you came to Neverland I felt this thing like a pull and I-I liked it so I decided I liked that feeling and you so I kept you here for a few months and now I really don't want you to leave because I- oi- love you..." he fiddled with his thumbs, avoiding any eye contact with me. Peter loves me? Is he? He means it? I smiled, thinking about what he just said.

When I didn't say anything, he quickly looked at me then back down. I sighed, "Really?" I heard hope in my own voice. Did i want him to really love me? He slowly met gaze with me. He simply nodded. I felt a smile tug st the corner of my lips as did he. I got up and started walking back to the camp, stopping next to him. I hesitated but quickly kissed him, then walking back. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his chest. He took my chin in his hand lifting my eyes to meet his his. He smiled, pressing his lips to mine, gently. I kissed back right on contact. I pulled back, walking to the camp. A smile permanently plastered on my face.