43 - one kiss

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*they have kissed but aren't together whatsoever*
*will pov*
*angst and fluff!*

I sling my black backpack over my shoulders and grab my lunchbox, walking quickly out of the classroom in hopes to see Mike, but for the seventh day in a row, he isn't there. 

He always used to wait for me and walk with me to the cafeteria for lunch, but ever since we kissed last week in his basement, I've barely seen him. He gives weak waves in the hallway, but besides that, we haven't even talked.

I walk slowly into the cafeteria, looking around to see him, and when I do, my heart sinks. Only a few feet away, he's sitting with Troy and all the boys who bully me even to this day. They still call me fairy and fag and words like that, and they've beaten me up a few times. I've told Mike all of this, and he still is choosing to be their friend. Mike's eyes meet mine and he looks insanely regretful.

I can feel my stomach churning and my blood boiling as I storm quickly out of the cafeteria, tears streaming down my cheeks as I find the nearest bathroom. Thank god nobody is in there, so I slam the door and lock it, leaning my body on the sink.

"Breath, Will. It's okay." I say, trying to prevent a panic attack, but it's no use. My body shakes I continue to cry, staring at myself in the mirror and not even recognizing who I've become. I begin to count backwards from one hundred by threes which always helps, and eventually I calm down.

The image of Mike sitting with those boys flashes through my mind, and I'm about to start crying again when there is a knock on the door.

"Someone is in here." I choke out.

"Will, it's me. I saw you run out of the cafeteria. You okay?" I hear Mike's voice say on the other side of the door. My stomach immediately starts to churn again at the sound of his voice.

"I'm fine. Leave me alone." I say sternly.

"Will, come on. Don't be like that." Mike says. I grit my teeth together in anger as I swim the door open, his face dropping when he sees how upset I am.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" I ask, letting Mike into the bathroom and shutting the door.

"Nothing, I just don't know why you're so mad." Mike says, throwing his hands in the air. Tears immediately return to my eyes.

"Really? You don't know?! How about the fact that you and I kissed last week, and you haven't talked to me since. You can barely even fucking look at me, Mike! Now you're sitting with the boys who've bullied me my entire life, and you expect me - " I say, but he interrupts me by placing his lips on mine.

I instantly pull away in shock.

"What are you doing?" I exclaim.

"Im sorry, Will. God, I'm so sorry. I've been such a sick." Mike says, beginning to sob and collapse into my arms. I immediately wrap him in my arms and hug him tightly until he stops crying a few minutes later.

"Im so sorry, Will. I've been avoiding you because I - I'm really scared." he says, leaning away and facing me.

"Scared? Why?" I ask, brushing the  hair from my eyes.

"Because I'm in love with you. I'm insanely in love with you, but we can't be together. Everyone will hate us." Mike says, staring at the ground.

"Y - You love me?" I stutter out, butterflies swarming in my stomach.

"Of course I do." he sighs.

"I love you too. More than anyone. I know the idea of us dating is bad, so how about we keep it to ourselves for a while. The thing is, I don't think I can go without kissing you or hugging you again. Now that we've done it, I'm not gonna be able to stop thinking about you, Mike. I love you too much for us not to be together." I say, his cheeks turning red.

"I feel the exact same. I need you. All of you. All the time. We can tell people when we're ready." Mike says, leaning back towards me. He tilts my head up and kisses me softly for a few seconds before leaning back and looking at me intently.

"I can't believe this is all happening." I sigh.

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"I've waited a long time for this." I smile, a wave of relief filling my body.

"So have I, Will. I love you." Mike says, brushing his thumb on my lips.

"I love you too, Mike. So much." I say, kissing his hand.

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