Just Friends

Part 16

As you wake up, you see Michael still softly snoring from his bed. You took the liberty of making breakfast so you whip up a mean dish of bacon, eggs, and gluten-free bread. Michael is still sleeping by the time you finish making breakfast, so you ate yours and washed your dishes. As you finish, you take a shower and headed to the upper bunk of your bed, finishing and finalizing your homework for tomorrow. You hear Michael shuffle to his feet a few minutes later, so you peak at him. He didn't see you, since the upper bunk conceals yourself perfectly. He saw the breakfast on top of the table and instantly dug in. As you type on your laptop, Michael's head snapped towards your direction. "I thought you went out." He says, his morning voice deep. It was the first time he spoke to you in a week. "No. I'll be staying today. You could go out if you want." You answer calmly. "So you're throwing me out now?" He spat. "Alright I'll just exchange rooms with that Irish guy." Your eyes widen at his response, so you crawled at the corner of the bed and said, "I'm not throwing you out, Michael. For fuck's sake, act mature for a while. You're the one who kept on ignoring me for the past week and now you have the nerve to be cranky?! If you want to exchange rooms with Niall, much better. I don't want to be stuck with someone like you who broods for no apparent reason for the rest of the school year!!!" You spat back, trying to control your temper. Michael drops his spoon and fork and stands up, meeting your eyes. "I left my band for you! I went to this fucking Uni just so you could have someone and not be fucking alone for the rest of the year and now that you have some new friends that don't even give a shit about you, you would throw me out?! Wow, Y/N. You know what, forget it. Don't throw me out. I'm leaving." Michael turned to the door, but you weren't done with him just yet. "Come back here!" You shout from the bed. "Michael! You have hickeys. Who were they from?!" You didn't want Michael to leave, so you try your best to stall him. "Not a good time to talk about that. Goodbye, Y/N." And the door closes shut behind him.