Magic (Peter Pan x Reader) (1/2)

*(Y/N)'s P.O.V*
The 21'st century. In a time like this it's a lot more rare for people to believe in fairy tales, mainly because we have the facts now. Still I never stopped dreaming, pirates, mermaids, fairies. I believed in them all, I had never seen a pirate, I had never seen a mermaid nor have I ever seen a fairy but that didn't stop me.

I sighed as I stared out my window, my parents had already fallen asleep and by this time they probably thought I was asleep. I hadn't even changed out of my day clothes I sighed tilting my head.

I began to hum a lullaby my mother used to sing to me when I was younger, but I had to grow up. My parents didn't want me to grow up and I didn't want to get older either but peer pressure from others caused this.


A dark room without a nightlight, I'd tuck myself in. Sing myself a lullaby, like I was 'supposed to'. I heard a small chiming, like a bell of some sorts. I perked up leaning out of my window slightly.

The tinkling sound got louder I leaned out further when I felt something light push on my behind. I felt my grip on the window sill slip, I began to topple forward out the window. I was so shocked not a sound came from my lips, I was faced upwards able to see my hair and my window becoming further and further away.

I squeezed my eyes closed, bracing for the impact that would mots likely kill me, instead I felt arms. One under the bend of my legs and the other supporting my back, next thing I knew I was sitting on my bed a boy in front of me.


The blonde male seemingly my age smirked "that was a close one!" he huffed flicking curled locks from his eyes. "Wha- how-...explain" I said crossing my arms over my chest, I was trying to push aside the fact that a strange boy was in my room.

"What's there to explain" he asked shrugging and putting his hands on his hips "once minute I was falling out the window and the next I'm sitting on my bed and you're here" the seemingly glowing boy grinned "In flew you up here" I scoffed at his statement "you what?" I questioned standing.

"I flew you up here" he repeated "and just how did you do that?" I asked, his grin widened "like this" slowly he began to lift upwards until his feet no longer touched the ground and his head hit the ceiling, my jaw dropped.

A small but bright light zipped in "Tink! What took you so long?" he asked the light, there was the chiming again, it came from the small ball of light "are you the one who pushed me out the window?" I asked the small orb.


Upon closer inspection I noticed that there was in fact a small person in the light, a small person with wings. I gasped "you're a fairy!" I exclaimed, the blonde faerie seemed shocked, she opened her mouth and the sound of small bells sounded again "I can't understand you..." I whispered.

"In that case! I'll translate, she said that her name is Tinkerbell and that pushing you out was an accident, I guess I might as well introduce myself too. I'm Peter, Peter Pan" he puffed out his chest pointing his thumb at himself in pride.

"I knew it, I knew it was all real. Magic and fairies! But no one believed me..." Peter pursed his lips "come with me" I dropped my arms to my sides "where?" "to Neverland! You'll never have to grow up, and you'll have no parents to tell you what to do!" he held out his hand.


I reached towards his hand, just as our fingertips brushed I reeled back my limb and turned away from him "what about my family? My friends? My home?" I asked. He crept up behind me, moving my hair aside.

I felt shivers run down my spine as he whispered "there'll be mermaids" I perked up "and pirates, all the magic you can imagine" I felt a smile spread across my face. "But how would we get there?" I asked, Peter gripped my upper arms gently and turned me around so we stared out the window, he pointed to the moon.

"Second star to the right, straight on till morning, we'll fly" "but I don't know how" I muttered turning around to face him. He closed his eyes back in with a wide grin "all you need is the think happy thoughts a little bit of faith, trust-" he picked up Tink and began shaking her over my head.

"And pixie dust!" I closed my eyes and thought to my happiest moments, and suddenly my feet no longer touching the ground. I peaked open my eyes and lost my perfect balance, teetering back and forth.


Peter took my hand steadying me "come on" still with a hold on my hand he floated out the window me following behind and Tink flapping around happily.