Requested? Nah.
341 words
Based on Michael Jackson quotes. The one in bold is the quote.
RIP Michael 🤍
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"Tom, just admit it! You're in love with her." Harrison said. Tom just looked at him and scoffed, "That's not true!"
"Yes, it is! Why are you so in denial? Besides, it's not like she'll love you back. So there's really nothing wrong in admitting you're in love with Y/N." Harrison said. "Speaking of Y/N, she's coming."
Tom turned around and sure enough, you were walking through the school hallway as everyone parted like the Red Sea. You weren't wearing your usual cheer uniform and you had a cast on your left leg. It was hard to walk with crutches, but you were trying.
"Oh, Stanley." Harrison rolled his eyes after seeing Tom look so worried about you. "Here you go again with those loving and longing looks."
"First of all, don't call me that." Tom shook his head. "Second, I do not give her longing and loving looks!"
"Oof, loving looks for who?" You interrupted with a chuckle. Harrison gave Tom the side eye as you opened your locky which was in between Tom and Harrison's.
"Hey, Y/N." Harrison smiled. "Tom has something to tell you."
"No, I don't!" Tom exclaimed in panic. "Um, what happened to you?"
You looked down at your cast and turned to Tom with a shy smile, "I was dancing and I went into a spin and I twisted my ankle very badly."
"Oh, how terrible!" Tom frowned. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Harrison rolled his eyes and crossed his arms as he watched his best friend talking to his crush.
"Nothing, really. I'll go to class now. Bye." You smiled and left. Harrison and Tom watched as you slowly walked to your class. "Are you done daydreaming?" Harrison asked Tom. "Can you hear me? Okay. Just ask her out already!"
"Shut up and your voice is very irritating whenever you tell me off like that. You're not my dad." Tom rolled his eyes. "I gotta go to class now. See you at lunch."
"See you, Stanley."
"Fuck off!"
