"There you are." Harry grinned as he spotted the older man. He'd been in Westview long enough to know that there were (or had been) multiple versions of his best friend running around. The older one was a little more elusive than the one that was actually his age so Harry made a point of seeking him out whenever he had the chance. Just because this one was older didn't mean he wasn't or hadn't been Harry's best friend before. Part of him wondered if that was the reason Peter avoided him. Harry had yet to talk to any of them about his counterparts.
He moved closer, plopping himself onto the seat next to the other. "You know, Pete, if you keep avoiding us like this we're all going to start thinking you hate us." He teased. Harry wasn't the only member of the group that Peter shied away from but he liked to imagine he felt it a little more profoundly. He was, after all, the one with the unspoken (possibly unacceptable) crush on his best friend. The love he felt for the other hadn't seemed to disappear even when he was faced with this older version. In fact... Harry was pretty sure he found him a little more attractive. Whether it was because this was still Peter Parker, Harry own's daddy issues, or some previously unknown attraction to the dad bod thing was beyond him... and probably best not thought about too hard.