Michael Afton x reader

Memories

I don't really remember the exact point I met Y/N i just know that we go way back. Practically grew up together. Perks of having close fathers. Oh i probably should've mentioned that, Y/N is my fathers friends daughter. Not to flex but we've been inseparable from birth. Well maybe that is a flex, anyone would be lucky to be this close to Y/N.

Most of my friends call me a simp but it doesn't bother me, yeah i'm a simp so what? They would be too if they were dating her.

She's the only person that is actually nice to me. I mean yes my friends are nice to me but, its different with her, she doesn't have a bad influence on me. I feel like I can say everything that is on my mind with Y/N. Like with this diary but make it better.

I don't even remember how old I was when I met her, we were so young. So young and innocent...

He puts his crayon on his desk and looks at the ceiling, he takes a deep breath and close his eyes, thinking about Y/N.

He was thinking about that time when she got hurt and he helped her. She was sad because she convered her new dress Henry got for her with dirt. Mike helped her, after this day, they spend munch more time together. I think it's after this moment he started to understand he liked her.

But now she's litteraly mine..

He drew a smiley face next to this sentence. He also drew himself with her and with an impressive number of hearts.

Michael is very good at drawing, even tho he's actually quite silenced about it. He's afraid he'll be called a sissy so he doesn't draw in public. Y/N is very fond of his drawings, she believes he has potential but he doesn't think the same way.

Oh, my fathers calling me, he seems pretty mad so i guess i should go see what he wants.

He closes the notebook and puts it in his dresser.