Be More Chill Oneshots and Imagines

2 : Road trip

2 - Road trip

Michael POV

Mine and Jeremy's parents had said it was ok for us to go on a mini road trip this weekend to go to an old video game convention. It was Jeremy's idea. I was kind of anxious about it. So anxious, that Jeremy agreed to drive the whole way there, even though I knew he didn't want to. But that was our agreement. I'd go with him if he drove. I don't think it'd be a good idea for me to drive while being this anxious anyway.

We'd been in the car for about an hour now and I'd barely said a word. 

"Michael, we still have a few more hours until we get to the hotel. I can't take you sitting there, acting like the world is going to end. We're going to an old video game convention. They'll probably have pacman and other cool games. It's not like we're going to a homework and essay writing convention. This is supposed to be fun," Jeremy said.

I tried to take a deep breath, but my chest felt so tight. 

"Seriously, what's wrong? I know you get anxious, but I haven't seen you this anxious is a long time."

"Yeah well last time I was this anxious, you left me alone in the bathroom at that halloween party, so you didn't see me like this," I said, feeling tears starting to sting my eyes.

"Michael, we've been over this already. You know it was because of my squip."

"You can't blame me for being scared you'll just leave me again," I said, my voice cracking at the last part.

"Michael, I promise I won't leave you."

"Well what if you do!? You still have your squip! How do you know he won't tell you to do the exact same thing again!? It'll be even worse this time too! At least I knew some people at the halloween party. I'll know no one at the convention! I'll really be alone!"

"My squip knows that the number one thing in my life is you, ok? You come first, before anything else. I'm not going to leave you."

I sighed and just glared out the window. I want to believe him, but I'm not sure I do. And I'm still upset about the halloween party. 

I kept watching out the window as we pulled into a gas station. But Jeremy didn't get out and get gas.

"Do you just want to go home then?" Jeremy asked, breaking the silence.

"No... I want to go... But I'm anxious. You know I have trust issues now because of your squip and I don't like crowds."

"Look. How about this? The convention isn't until tomorrow. We'll go to our hotel and you can think about if you want to go to the convention tomorrow or not. But I promise I won't leave you alone there. And if you feel overwhelmed or anxious at any time, we can step outside and get some fresh air until you feel better, ok? Everything is up to you. You can control the situation, ok?"

I looked up and met his eyes. 

"Ok. Let's go," I said, quietly.