16.hits different

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Mike

as i watched will leave the room, i stood up and followed him.not knowing a single bit what i was going to do by chasing him.

i trailed behind him as he walked down the stairs to bump into somebody,

the taller guy looked down at will as he apologized but i still couldn't hear their conversation well.

seems like they know eachother,

...."let's say someone kissed someone and someone they don't even know said they liked them back but they liked the first person"

oh wow.

"well does that someone like the other someone back"

no,stop it should i even be eavesdropping.i mean what if he says no, i should just leave.

"maybe"

wait.

maybe? was that even true or was he just confused.

who am I to judge how he feels about me, but i can't help but keep judging.

now they were moving away, as they walked further, i followed but made sure they didn't see me.

they probably wouldn't there was a bunch of people here anyways,after a while i could finally hear their conversation.

.

"do you want to go out sometime, i mean not in a datey way but just to catch up and maybe in a datey way i mean if that somebody is over the first somebody"

"sure where so you have in mind"

"how about st johns, i miss their pancakes"

"oh yeah sure it's a date then"

"yeah"

wow, now that hits different.

so basically all in all no matter what i did or said would change it.

whoever this guy is, i don't like him.

"well im going to head home now"

"sure"

wait, do i look like a creep watching them from afar and listening to their conversations? no, probably not.

i watched as the guy walked will down the aisle of cars, and as he approached his car.they hugged.

why am I even so offended over a hug this is straight up stupid but for some reason i can't help but feel jealous.

shut up their just friends.

i hope.

as he drove away the guy turned around and stared at me dead in the eye.

he was happy for some reason,he walked towards me beaming.

"michael?"

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