"A Common Disinterest" Michael Afton x Reader

Chapter Four. "Hang out"

This chapter is a little long so i'm sorry for that;( But please enjoy !!

A few days had passed since Michael started driving Y/n to school. It was the same routine everyday. Michael would show up around 7:40 and they'd go to school together. Y/n was brushing her teeth when she heard two loud honks from outside. "The hell?" The toothbrush was set in the holder as she rushed downstairs. The door opened and she looked outside.

"Michael!? Why are you here so early?"
"You're still in your pajamas!? I wanna get breakfast let's go." He honks the horn again. It's true Y/n was still in her pajamas. "Ugh! Fine!" The girl rushed back inside and changed as quickly as she could. "Damnit Michael.."

She ran outside a few minutes later and hopped in the car. Let's go, we're gonna be late. "It's just one class chill out prissy."
"Yeah, the class that got us both detention." Michael rolled his eyes and stopped at Mcdonald's. "We're not going through the drive through?"
"Nah let's go inside."

The two go inside and stop at the counter. "Can you order for me?"
"What are you? Twelve?" Michael laughs. "Please Michael, i'm being serious." Michael scoffed and looked at Y/n's pleading eyes. "Fine, what do you want?" Happily she tells him her order. The freckled boy orders and he grabs her arm. "What are you doing?"
"Picking where we sit." He walks to the corner of the restaurant, dragging Y/n behind. "Here."

"Fine." They sit down across from each other. Y/n picked at her fingers while she silently waited for food. "Stop that." Michael puts his hand on hers and pushes it away. "Why are we here?" The girl finally asked. "I'm hungry, and I was gonna say you should come over after school."
"Why?"
"Well I drive you to school everyday, my mom was bound to get curious eventually."
"You told your mom about me?" She says sarcastically.

"Whatever."
"Here's your food." The waiter smiles and sets it down in front of us. "Thank you." She says. "So?" Michael says impatiently. "Possibly."
"It's a yes or no."
"And your only inviting me to get your mom off your back?"
"Kinda." A sound of disapproval exits Y/n's mouth. "Fine, i'll go, whatever." They eat their food in silence with small conversation sparking once in a while. Y/n checked her watch only to realize it wasn't there. "Damnit!"
"What? What is it?" Michael looks at her confused. "I forgot my watch." Disappointed, Y/n looks at the table.

Michael places his watch around her wrist and clasps it. They look at each other. "Wear mine, I know how you are about being late." He teases. "I don't want to take your watch Michael."
"Nah don't worry about it." He adjusts the watch a little and collects the food trash. Y/n grabs her wallet and sets the money on the counter. "I can pay, it's fine." Michael says. "You paid last time."

"So?"
"Just let me pay Michael." The girl's eyes widen as Michael pulls her out of the seat "Let's go" He drops her hand and starts walking outside. "Oh crap! I forgot my wallet. I'll be right back." Michael grabs his back pocket and runs inside. The radio turns on and Y/n listens quietly. She fidgets with the watch and looks at it closely. It has scratches and oil stains plastered all over it. "He should take better care of his things."
"Hey sorry about that." Michael gets in the car and looks at you. "Sorry, my watch is all messed up. I usually wear it when I work on cars or whatever." The car starts and the two of you drive to school.

"You work on cars?"
"Yeah, and my fathers animatronics." She had no idea he liked to work on things like that. "Right." The two arrive to school as the bell rings and Michael grand Y/n's wrist and starts running. "Hey what are you doing!?"
"Try to keep up, I don't want you to be late."

Laughter erupted from Y/n as they dashed through the halls. "Stop laughing and rub faster!" Soon Michael started giggling. Once the two reached the classroom they were breathing heavy and laughing. "Is Y/n here?" Michael held up her hand as she coughs her breath. "She's here."
"Why are you two late?" Mr. Copeland asks suspiciously. "I got in trouble, and Y/n just got caught up in it. Completely my fault."
Why was he taking the blame? "Just sit down both of you. I won't be shy to put you both in detention again. "