<JEREMY'S P.O.V>
As Mike and I sat on the couch, watching this movie that really wasn't that great, Mike looked over at me.
"How're you feeling?" he asked.
I sighed.
"I'm just over it." I replied.
He just stared at me.
"Look, Jeremy..."
"I'm sorry."
My eyes widened when those words flowed into my ears.
SORRY?
"F-For what?" I asked.
"For being an asshole to you.
It really hurt me to be mean to you.
It's just...
I was bullied and abused too.
By my parents, kids at school...
I was afraid you were going to do the same to me.
So I tried acting tough.
But...
I'm really not." he replied, turning his head away.
I sat there in shock.
"I've not once had a friend.
I couldn't trust anyone.
But hanging out with you every night...
Seeing what you're really like...
I trust you."
I turned my head to look at Mike.
"I'm sorry..." he said once more.
I slowly scooted closer to him, embracing him in a hug.
"A-And guess w-what?" I asked.
"Hm?"
"I-I forgive y-you."
I finally understand.
"Do you... maybe want to, like go out to eat somewhere sometime?" he asked.
Was he asking me out?
My cheeks burned a bright red.
"S-Sure." I replied.
