"Dude, why are you so crazy about her?""I don't fucking know! She's just so... ugh!"
Michael put his hands on his head as he let out a groan. God, who knew having a crush could be so painful? Michael's friends just snickered. Fredrick patted his friend's back with a smirk.
"It's okay, Mike. We all slip up." He said, trying little to help his desperate friend. Michael glared at him. "It's not okay! She thinks that I'm a dumbass!! That isn't fucking okay, Fredrick...if I want her to like me, then I have to act like I have some fucking sense." Michael said, pushing Fredrick's hand away. Michael whined, he was putting too much pressure on himself over a girl. He thought that it was stupid really. Him? The Michael Afton? Losing his shit over a girl?
"How can I get her to like me back if I can't do one simple thing right?"
"Oh come on now, don't think like that." His other friend Mark said. "Now, I'm not an expert. But I sure do know that if you want her, you got to lose that mindset, Michael." Mark said, shrugging. "Cuz that ain't gon get you anywhere. You. Have. To. Be. Confident." Mark said, clapping his hands at every stop of his words at the end. The other two agreed with what Mark said. "He's right, man," Simon said. "You can't be in the dumps. This is Y/n we talking about! If you want to win that girl's heart and take her out to the dance, you gotta push yourself!"
Michael didn't want to admit it, but he did like how his friends were encouraging him. It made him feel..better. They may be big assholes a lot, but they sure in hell do know how to make him get back up on his feet. "I know. It's just that.." Michael stopped mid-sentence to look down at the concrete under his feet. "She already thinks that I'm some pest. Earlier today, she was laughing with Simon...she looked so happy. But when I came in..she just stopped. It hurt." Michael said quietly, mumbling. His friends looked at each other, feeling bad that their friend had to go through with this.
"It's as if she didn't want me around. I do like her, I just don't know how to make her see me differently." Michael added in. "Well, yeah..you did call her a whore-ow!" Fredrick was cut off with a smack to the back of the head by Mark. "Mike, I understand how you feel. But, I have a plan." Mark said, putting a hand on Michael's shoulder. "How about we go to Y/n's house and invite her to come and hang out for a bit? Then, you can show her that you aren't such a dumbass!" The other two perked up at Mark's request.
"Hell yeah! This is an epic thing when you think about it. Miss Y/n hanging out with us? That's fucking lit." Fredrick said, nodding in approval. "Of course it is! She's hot as hell. I'll let her stomp on me anytime-" Simon was cut off with a punch in the shoulder by Mark. "Hey! Remember, this is Michael's shot." Mark said rolling his eyes. "I know...but I can't help it! She is just so..!!!!!" Simon let out a squeal. The other three boys looked at him weirdly, but they can't help but silently agree.
"Whatever fanboy, let's do this plan!" Mark said, getting off the bench. The others followed along.
🌸Y/n's POV🌸
The school was finally done and over with. It's been a good couple of minutes before I got home. I was sitting outside on the front porch on a comfortable chair, eating my F/S (Favorite Snack) and playing on my phone while I did so. I had changed into some more comfortable clothing since the weather had changed. In the morning, it was cold...now, it was just right. It was cool, but not too cool. Just the way I like it. Occasionally, some winds will come by once in a while which felt nice.
Even though the weather was nice and everything was peaceful. I couldn't help but think about how Michael looked so..down early. I don't know why I care though but..it made me worried. But..I also noticed how he looked very pissed when he saw me and Simon chatting.
was he jealous..?
While I was in my short thought, I heard some boy's talking from around the corner and my stomach dropped. Those voices sounded very familiar...I groaned softly and prayed that they would just ignore me and act like I wasn't even there. I didn't want to deal with them and their foolishness right now.
"If I remember, Y/n's should be around here."
I heard Mark's voice say, I prayed even harder. Why do they want to come and see me though? Are they here to flirt with me or whatever..? In fact, how the hell does Mark know where I live? I never told him..plus I don't ride the bus...
I immediately looked down at my phone when I heard their footsteps coming closer and closer. I couldn't even pray one last time in til I heard,
"Y/n!!"
Well..looks like my luck had faded away. I looked up from my phone. I saw the boys walk over to my front porch where I was sitting in the chair. "What is it..?" I asked softly. It was quiet for a second before Mark ended it. "Hey there, Y/n. It's a fine afternoon isn't it?" He said with a smirk. I looked at him blankly and furrowed my eyebrows. "Like you-" Simon was cut off when Michael elbowed him unexpectedly. Michael still looked off...he looks stressed if anything.
"What do you want," I said sternly. Their eyes widened a little bit. Mark let out a nervous chuckle. "W-Well..we were wondering if you wanted to come and hang out with us. Y'know..go to the park, go on a walk..." Mark's voice went a little bit quiet the more he talked. I would say no but something in me didn't want to. I don't know if it was how I didn't have anything else interesting to do or I just felt like it.
"...sure."
"Really?!"
The boy's (except Michael but he had a relieved face) faces got excitement written all over it. "Yeah..." I said quietly. I got up from the chair, put my phone in my pocket, and grabbed my snack. The three boys cheered. "Alright, since you are..y'know...Miss Y/n.." Simon started, snickering. " you get to pick what we can do. If can be anything! You can pick to step on my face or—"
"Simon," Mark said through gritted teeth. I rolled my eyes and thought for a second before answering.
"How about to the park?"
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