Michael fixed hiself upon the uncomfortable plastic school chair. The principl sighed, styling her medium length brown hair behind her. "Seriously, boys?" She fixed her black glasses on her too perfect nose. The light shone on her eyes, one green one blue. Michael was snapped away from his trance when Noah leaned on him. "Another fight? Again? I thought I punished you guys good enough last time.." Noah started leaning more and pushing Michael forcibly to the right and grinning to himself. Michael almost fell out of his chair. Noah's back was resting on Michael's left shoulder. His hair brushed on Michael's face and he felt his face growing hot.
Not from blushing, mind you, but from anger. Michael right eye twitched angrily. "Get off of me." Michael whispered shaking his shoulder. Noah just ignored him and continued brushing his soft hair against Michael's cheek. "Why? You seem like you're enjoying this." Noah whispered back, smirking at Michael and rested on his lap. His long eyelashes casting a shadow across his face.
Wait wait wait. Michael thought. Why am I paying so much attention to this..freak? Michael huffed. "You smell nice~" Noah smirked again. "May I eat you up tonight?~" Noah opened his eyes and poked Michael's cheek. "Can I get a kiss gay boy?~" Noah joked and got extremely close to Michael. "Oh fuck off." Michael said loudly and pushed Noah off his lap. Noah got up laughing and wiping his right cheek. "Oww.." He said innocently. "That hurt a lot, Michael~" The principal glared at Michael.
"Michael Schmidt Afton!" She got up from her chair and helped Noah up. "That was extremely unnecessary and inappropriate behavior!" She looked down at Michael putting her hands on her hips. "Detention." She said. Then turned towards Michael's friends. "Don't think you guys are off the hook either. You guys are cleaning the lunchroom without the janitor this time." She pointed at Noah. "You. Are you alright?" Noah nodded and shot a smug expression at Michael. "You're getting a detention too." The smug expression evaporated. It was Michael's turn to smirk now.
The principal looked at Noah and Michael weirdly. Like she wanted something to happen. "Well then, get to work!" She said sitting back down on her chair smiling and pushing up her glasses.
Everybody quickly left and Michael said bye to his friends as they made their way past the lunchroom. Michael pushed his hands inside his pockets and walked faster. Noah caught up to him and set his hand on Michael's shoulder. "Heyy~" Noah said coming around to face Michael. He pinched his fingers on Michael's cheeks and smilied. "You look like a fish." Noah laughed. Michael stomped on Noah's foot and expected Noah to let go but he didn't. "Aww~" Noah put his arms around Michael and pulled him up. He carried him up the stairs and into the detention room.
"Let me go." Michael said. Noah dropped him and walked off far away into the detentions room corner. "Oops?" He smirked sitting down and sneaking his phone out. Michael looked around. "Where's Mrs. Jen?" He raised an eyebrow at Noah. "The fuck's am i supposed to know?" He said playing a loud song and getting up from the chair. "You know how to dance?" He asked coming to him. Michael backed away. "Yeah but no thanks. Not with..y-you.." Noah held Michael tighter around the waist and twirled him around.
Noah looked down at Michael and smirked. "You feeling nervous babe?~" He asked twirling Michael around one more time. "Ughh!" Michael pursed his lips. Noah pulled Michael up again and faced him. Looking intensly at him and biting his lip. "You're gay right?" He asked nervously. Michael hesitated then sighed. "Look if you're doing this as a joke just stop already." Michael rolled his eyes. Noah had a weird expression on his face when he set Michael down and slumped back onto his chair, not talking or even looking at him the entire time.
-After a long time-
Michael glanced up fro his phone and noticed Noah slumped onto his chair. The corner was dark so he couldn't see Noah that well. Noah's head was on the desk and his arms were around his head. (bad at explaining but like just think of this guy being Noah.)
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"You good?" Michael asked squinting. He waited a beat then got up and walked to Noah. He felt strange when he got closer and closer. "I'm sorry.." Noah eyes were closed and he was crying slightly. "Noah?" Michael said feeling panicky. Michael felt Noah's forehead. It was hot and Noah was crying more now. "I-It's all.." He hiccuped. "My..fault.." Tears streamed down Noah's cheeks and dripped onto his sweater sleeve. Michael pursed his lips and wiped Noah's tears with his sleeve. He reached to wake Noah up. "I'm..sorry..Naomi.." Michael stopped and retrieved his hand back quickly.
Naomi..Michael got up. "Noah!" He shook him violently. "Wake up!" Noah snapped awake and quickly wiped his tears. "What?" Noah said. "You okay?" "Yeah..fine." Noah shrugged and looked away. He smiled and shook his head. "Well no shit sherlock of course I'm not fine." Michael without thinking reached for Noah's hand and sat on his lap. "Just this once." Michael said, hugging him tightly. Noah hugged him back without saying anything. Michael drifted into a long sleep on top of Noah lap. "I wish I could just stop pretending around you.." Noah said. "I wish I could just..let it all out.." Noah wiped the tears coming down his cheeks. "But It's better off if you don't know about..about.." Noah sighed and rested his head on top of Michael's. "Her."
Naomi..Michael got up from kneeling. "Noah!" He shook him violently. "Wake up!" Noah snapped awake and quickly wiped his tears. "What?" Noah said in a disgusted tone. "Did something bad happen to..Naomi?" Noah's face darkened dangerously. "Did it?" Michael pursed his lips. "Is that why you-" "That's none of your business!" He said darkly and slid on his backpack. He roughly pushed Michael out of the way and stormed out. "W-wait..Noah!" Michael grabbed his stuff and ran after Noah. Michael caught up to Noah and grabbed his hand right outside of the school's doors. "I just want to know did something bad happen?" Noah glared at Michael for a few seconds then broke down..literally.
He sat on a bench and cried. People around the school's front entrance were looking at them weird. Noah just cried on the bench his body shaking. "I couldn't.." He breathed in and out shakily. "I couldn't help..her.." He held his mouth like he was about to puke. "Right..in front of my eyes. She died and I couldn't..even.." He hugged his knees to his chest and covered his face. Michael just stood there, numb and feeling like he'd just got stabbed. "She's..dead?" Noah didn't respond. Michael plopped himself next to Noah and dropped his backpack onto the floor.
"Why.." Michael looked at his hands. "Why didn't you..tell me this before?.." Noah continued crying, as if he couldn't hear him anymore. "Who..killed her?" Michael positioned himself in a criss cross.
"Father..he..he stabbed her." "Where is he now?" Noah looked up at Michael his eyes red and puffy. He smiled slightly, like a psycho.
Which one do y'all like better? The first where Noah keeps all his secrets and troubles away from Michael or the second one where he tells Michael and Michael thinks that he's crazy? The choices will affect the future them too.
Choose carefully and have a nice Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night!!
