𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬. ༺ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ʙᴏʏꜱ 1987 ✓

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

"𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘" Micheal declined, hestiant to get the chinese food on Marko's hand, "It's just food Michael" David leaned away from his chair, "Just take it Michael", "I can just eat it if you don't want it-" Y/n brought up but Michael ignored her offer, "What if I don't?" Michael really liked intimdating David, that's because he too knows that he's the one intimdated of David, but the blonde haired boy doesn't seem to care or feel scared with Michael's presence which somewhat irritates the Emerson boy; the idea of him feleing intimdated by this random stranger makes him feel like he's somewhat weak compared to the two.

Y/n was staring at the extra food, though the scent of the food didn't seem to make her gain more appetite as she did before, which made her question herself a lot what was wrong with her today, her stomach starved though, Y/n didn't feel like she desires it since the scent was a turn off, not that it was terrible smell, but it wasn't desirable as it was before.

"Come on, Michael just take the food, how it would be embarrassing in Marko's part he struggled to get it just for you" The platinum blonde boy stated then leaned back to his chair knowing that Michael was going to accept the food this time. Marko chuckled at the brunette's hesitant before finding another available to sit on. Y/n clenched her fists upset she didn't get extra food, albeit didn't complain at the same time since she's starting to realize she wasn't into the food. David could hear all the thoughts that circled around her head which was enough to make him smirk and continue eating.

The girl would somberly pick up her meal and slightly sniff off the scent just to leave no reaction and hesitantly eat eat. Biting it felt unsatisfying though she couldn't process her thoughts before Michael flinched back and his shadow at the corner of her eye was enough for her to gently put her meal on her lap as she looked ath Emerson boy besides her, "You alright?" she whispered as she peaked on from his shoulders when she noticed the brunette was staring at his meal, "Can you see it?" he looked at his meal, fearing to look away, or watching in disbelief. "See what?" Y/n raised her eyebrows and looked deeply at the rice meal he received; which made Michael slowly turn his head towards Y/n besides him, and once he looked back at the meal he was surprised the vision of worms wasn't there anymore, "You okay?" the S/n girl whispered while relaxing her back once again to the sofa but still looking at the teenager with concern, especially with a bizarre complaint. Michael then properly picked up his chopsticks to take his first bite, as he was starting to chew the the rice he looked back down on the container he acted immediately and threw the food on he floor and started spitting, Y/n straight away put her container into the first flat surface she could place it down so that she could rub the back of the Emerson brother, "Hey you sure you're okay?" Y/n looked at the floor, "What the hell did you put in my food?" Michael spoke in defensive, the H/c haired girl besides him stared at him with a poker expression, inside she was tempted to raise her eyebrows beause on a weird accusation with barely evidence, since there wasn't anything on top of the food that would be visible and raise red flags.

The boys snickered at him, at his claim of them tampering with his food nonethless.  "Tell me!" Michael somewhat raised his voice furthermore stood up slightly up, David gave a quick chuckle before looking away just to look back at Emerson once again, he whispered "It's just Rice, Michael" in que the brunette looked below him to see the spilled rice between his feet, there werent any maggots that he thought he visioned. The brunette was sweatly profusely as he further more leaned on his chair, freaked out on what was occuring, on his vision nonethless. "How about a drink? Maybe it'll calm you down." David gave a grin before looking at Marko. The blonde hair then looked back at David with a smile with excitement and proceeded to enthusiastically place down his food to grab a wine bottle to pour into a cup and handed it to Michael, whom awkwardly just stared at the cup, "What's this?" the brother questioned the platinum haired boy. "It's wine Michael." He spoke nonchalantly, "I'm not allowed to drink" for some odd reason when the brunette said that line something clicked on the head of the H/c haired girl, a feeling of deja vu. 

As if she too said it before and was in the same position as where Michael was, not only that she couldn't keep up with the conversation of the two teenagers because she was still trying to force herself to finish the food but felt somewhat somber that it didn't make her feel full, that it didnt taste as appetizing as she expected for it before. With the amount of thoughts she was thinking she couldn't focus on the conversation the two had and instead tried to speed up her eating. 

Meanwhile Michael hesitantly drank the wine as soon as all of the boys finished their meals and started throwing it away. Dwayne then walked to a radio and started playing music; at first no one danced by just bobbed their head whilst the brunette tried chugging the whole wine. Y/n finished her food still feeling hungry and stood up, "Woah, where are you going the party is just starting" Marko stood up to block her path, "I just need to uh" she looked away and tried to think of a way to make up and excuse, but little does she know the boys knew what she was exactly thinking.

"I was just gonna take a cigarette" she immediately shoved her hand on her pocket looking for the box , "It's fine" David reassured her which made the Marko move out of the way for her to step out from their little hideout to take a smoke outside.

As soon as she stepped out from the unventilated she was touched by the cold familiar breeze once again by Santa Carla. The tiny strands of her hair plucked out and waved and following the rhythm of the wind. She slowly slid out her hand from her pocket to reveal and look at her light cigarette pack, she took one out and brought out her lighter to lit it up. She then squatted down and looked at the stars, it was nice to take a break sometimes. First she didn't understand why Michael was acting weirdly about some visions, and she didn't understand why she couldn't eat the whole day, was she sick once again?

She huffed out an amount of smoke that came out of her nose and mouth, wondering what an odd day, that hopefully nothing too severe was happening to her and she just lost taste because of s a slight cold or fever. Other than those worries she was also feeling familiar the whole time she was in the boys' hideout, it felt like she's been there before, and said the same things Michael said or somewhat similar things he said. "What an odd day" she mumbled to herself while putting her cigarette between her lips once again to look back at the view hoping her worries would go away somewhat, or at least for now.

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃, it was faintly lit and the smoke that came out was minuscule. Eventually her navy blue converse stepped on the cigarette and the smoke eventually disappeared and the slight smell of cigarette somewhat faded.

Y/n got up, she knew about a few minutes already passed though she couldn't remember, maybe perhaps around 10 minutes or so, and even though she finished her cigarette she stayed in a bit further thus why it felt like she was there for a long time. 

Nevertheless Y/n thoguht to check up on Michael and the lost boys; she carefully picked herself up and wiped both of her hands to the side of her pants wiping out the dust from the ground, or any feeling of dirt. She then walked back to the hideout to hear the radio still playing ever so loudly with Michael tumbling around seeming like the wine got him. He was attempting to dance but seemed like he couldn't even pick himself up, "Michael?" Y/n was nervous for him and tried walking towards him as the boys proceeded to dance in a circle, they sang and enjoyed the moment while Michael looked pale and forcing himself to tag along. 

"Hey" she held the wrist of the Emerson brother, as soon as she held his wrist he felt like he was gonna loose his balance so he quickly put his other free palm to the wall and look at the S/n girl but didn't say a single word and continued to look on the floor avoiding any eye contact. "I think you had too much wine" she grabbed one of his arm and wrapped it around her shoulder and tried to carry him out of the hideout, "Going to soon?" David called out which made Y/n turn around, "Sorry, I think he drank too much" the girl politely and honestly spoke, "Paul, Dwayne, Marko" he called which was enough to gather the attention of the three, "Bring Michael home" he commended and without hesitation the boys quickly grabbed him away from Y/n and carefully carried him outside the base. "I'm suppose to go home as well..." Y/n looked at the boys who took Michael home and neverously fidgetted her fingers as she turned back to David.