Somebody That I Used To Know (BMC Boyf Riends-Ex. Headphones)

Chapter 4

A/N- This one's pretty long, just an FYI.

~Michael's POV~

It's been days, and I still can't wrap my head around the idea of why he showed up to the concert.

Sometimes I want the love for him to just go away. He's hurt me too much, and my love has never died through it all. I feel handcuffed and blindfolded, blindly following this string pulling me and pulling me, trusting everything will be alright. That someday things will turn out fine, but now it's only a red string on my finger. I would cut it if I could, but it was too convincing that everything was going to be okay with Jeremy in the end, even though I know that it isn't the case and never will be.

"Michael. Earth to Michael."

"What?"

"You zoned out again," Rich said as I took in the surroundings of our small apartment, that was just big enough for three boys that were expected to be men to make a living in.

"Where's Jared?"

"Store. I kinda wanted to talk to you alone for a minute."

Welp, this can't be good. My brain immediately went into thinking of a million different outcomes for this conversation, bad ones taking over most of them.

"Okay."

"So, um," He started, looking nervous.

"I know that we've been through a lot together, and in this past few years have grown closer, but I was just kinda wondering... um, if you wanted to do something sometime, just you and me."

"Like a date?"

"Yeah."

"Rich I-"

I didn't exactly know what to say, but it was that sparkle of confidence in his eye, how he was nearly trembling, and how I knew that feeling. I realized how he loved me, like how I loved Jeremy, and how much love and build you up and tear you down.

"But what about the mystery fan-"

"That's not real, Michael. I love you. And imagine how confused we'll make everyone who think the mystery fan concert will be real."

I smiled at him and chuckled a bit, and he smiled back, reaching over to grip my hand.

"So what do you say?"

Maybe this could be something I need. Something to take my mind off the past, something to make me focus on the present and this new chapter in my life. Jeremy's gone, and I will probably never get him back, and I need to learn to accept that. This could be how.

"Of course, Rich."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

He got up and hugged me tightly, almost squeezing the life out of me but I didn't mind. I hugged back.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to say that. Dinner? Tonight? Before the next concert?"

"Sounds great."

I had an unsettling feeling that I made the wrong decision, and I told it to fuck off.

Spoiler alert: It didn't.

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~Jeremy's POV~

Chloe: Where are you??

Chloe: Hello

Chloe: Jeremy

Chloe: What happened