The painting ~ byler

IV

- MIKE'S POV -

I'VE ALWAYS had sleepovers with Will, it's no different from what they used to be like. I was just staying with him to make sure he's okay in the night. Like a best friend would.

"Uh yeah, sure." Will replied to my question. I noticed his cheeks turning almost red, but I looked down so I couldn't notice it too much. Why would he be embarrassed to have a sleepover with me? "I'm not sure what we could do for the next... 5 hours."

"Hey lets watch some TV? What's your favourite show?" I start walking to the couch to which Will follows.

"Don't have a favourite show. Oh! But we should watch some ghostbuster movies!! That used to be our like favourite show, and-." Will was just saying anything he could about ghostbusters. It was his favourite movie, I knew that. He was still talking, and I just stared at him. I realised a smile was a appearing on my face, and my cheeks started burning. What the hell are you doing dude? I put my head down again. "Only if you want to- that is."

"No no! I would love to!" I say still not facing him.

10:29 pm

I hear Will's yawn from beside me. I look down at my watch, 10:29.

"You want to sleep, Will? It's pretty late and you must have had an exhausting day." I turn to him.

"No no, I can stay up. The movies almost over and I'm pretty much wide awa-." And before Will could finish his sentence he had drifted asleep. I let out a small chuckle and just sit there observing him.

I didn't want to wake him. He looked so peaceful, so cute-. Gosh again dude? You can't keep thinking that about you're best friend!? BEST FRIEND.

I pick him up and carry him to his bed. I wasn't the strongest but Will had been surprisingly light. Well, he was much shorter than me. I tuck him in then make up my sleeping bag.

"Mike?" I hear a half-asleep voice call my name from Will's bed.

"Yeah?"

"Could you maybe... come and sleep up here? I'm just a bit... shaky, from earlier. Y'know."

"Uh... yeah! Sure." I slowly get up and make my way to his bed. Nothing weird about this, right? Just two best friends sharing a bed. We did it when we were younger all the time!

I led down on the end of his bed above the covers, with our faces facing each other. I decided to stretch my arm out and put my hand back down. That didn't feel like the bed.

I had put my hand on Will's hand.

His eyes opened, and for a second we just stared at each other. His large hazel eyes stared into mine. What was going on!?

I quickly lift my hand back up after what felt like hours of staring at each other and turned around.

What the hell are you doing, dude!?

March 28, 9:06 am

I let out a big yawn and wake up. My eyes were still half open, but they were open enough to see Will still peacefully sleeping beside me. That's when I remembered what happened last night. Why was being around Will so... weird? Different... to how it used to be.

I get up and stretch.

I had to clear my mind. I felt like crying- there was something wrong with how I thought of Will.

I quietly tiptoed out of Will's room and made my way to the front door. I could finally get out. I opened it to see-

"Mike!" Nancy called.

Shit. The whole group was approaching the house. Guess I wasn't leaving just yet. That made me remember how I forgot to ask Will about what happened with vecna.

"We found a way to maybe... stop vecna. But we need to talk."

I went to wake Will up, and everyone sat down in the same places as before.

"But if we do this- everyone who has a connection with vecna... has to die." Dustin says trying to finish their plan off.

I stare at him blankly.

"Which means..." Robin starts to talk, but everyone was looking at me.

"Which means what!?" I burst.

"Mike..." Nancy tries to calmly say, with tears forming in her eyes.

El.

"NO WAY! NO- YOU- I- YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT!" I start to scream, "THERE HAS TO BE ANOTHER WAY."

"We've thought Mike! We really have! But it's the only way." Nancy tried to calm me down.

"N- NO! I- YOU CAN'T BECAUSE I-." I look to Will, he was crying. I look back up. "I LOVE HER." I look back to Will. whose tears had now stopped, and he was just looking at me. Everyone was looking at me. Why on earth did I have to say that!? It had no relevance- and I- I didn't even know if I meant it. I just didn't know what to say.

Suddenly we hear a door open from El's room.

Shit.

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Mikes got himself into a bit of a pickle I see-