Summary: Erin has a nightmare in her college dorm about James leaving her, and Michelle and Orla find it quite amusing. Michelle takes it upon herself to call James and lecture him, even though he has no idea what is going on.
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Michelle came home from a house party on a Saturday night not drunk, which was a rare sighting. She only had one drink, for she knew she had to drive herself home because James, Erin and Orla would all be asleep.
Turning the key to their flat, she quietly opened the door to find Erin fast asleep, curled up in her bed. Orla was in their shared kitchen making some concoction.
"Orla, what are you making?"
"Hey Michelle." She whispered, stirring the bowl of some brown, lumpy mixture. "I dunno, I saw the recipe on a cereal box. How was the party?"
Michelle shrugged, sitting at the kitchen counter, taking her shoes off. "Not fun, actually. What did you and Erin do?"
"Nothing. Erin worked on homework with James, who left about an hour or so ago, and I walked to the bakery down the street to get cream horns. You want one?"
Michelle shook her head. "I've lost my appetite looking at your nasty mixture. It smells like shite."
"It's supposed to be good for your digestive system." Orla said, licking the spoon.
"It looks like something that would come out of your digestive system." Michelle said, scrunching her nose. "Why is Erin in bed so early on a Saturday? It's not even one o'clock."
"She was up early studying. I guess all that writing finally exhausted her. She fell asleep when James was here."
Michelle rolled her eyes. "She's either the first one or the last one to fall asleep. Do you want to watch a mo-"
Michelle paused, hearing quiet sobs from Erin's bedroom. She turned to look at Orla, who dropped her spoon and followed Michelle into the bedroom.
"What the feck is going on?" Michelle whispered. Erin was faced away from them. "Erin? Why in the fuck are you crying?"
Erin's head shot up and she turned to look at the confused girls, who made their way over and sat on the bed.
"I'm okay." She wiped her eyes. "It was...just a bad dream."
"Why the fuck are you crying from a bad dream?" Michelle said, placing a hand on her friends back. As much as it seemed like she didn't care, Michelle was slightly worried for the blonde girl in front of her, as she rarely cried.
"It felt so real. But don't worry, I'm fine." She whispered, clearing her throat, trying to play it off.
"Aye. One time, I had a dream that I got abducted by goblins with cheese slices for feet. It felt so real." Orla whispered, staring at the wall.
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In Between The Lines: A series of Derry Girls One Shots
FanfictionSTARTED: 4/APRIL/2021 A series of one shots revolving around the life of our favourite friend group ! 💞most will be James x Erin, but some will be all of the group, from childhood to adulthood!💞 You can also send me requests in my DMs if you want...