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Mike 003

Baby
Mike Wheeler
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Mike Wheeler was so in love with Y/n.
They had so much in common and were so much alike.
He loved her because of how kind she was. She always thought about others and never really cared about others opinions. She was also really smart.
They met in 3rd grade and began speaking. They didn't start dating 'till middle school, 7th grade. They're now in high school, 9th grade. He's been glued to her ever since and never wanted to leave her side.

"Hey, N/n." He smiled lovingly as he saw you at your locker.

"Hey, Michael." You looked at him for a bit before looking back at your locker.
He knew something was up because you would call him "Michael" instead of "Mike" when you are upset or angry with him or someone, or anything at all.

"What's up, hm? Tell me. Who ruined your day?" He asked as he hugged you from behind.

"I'm fine, My love." You smiled slightly as he noticed it in the mirror.

"Baby, tell me." He kissed your cheek softly as you turned around to face him.

"I'm good." You replied as he looked into your eyes.

"I don't believe you but I will." He stroked your hair softly as Max walked by.

"Get a room." She said as she walked by laughing jokingly.

"Fuck off, Maxine!" Mike yelled at her as she turned around an sped walked towards him pausing her Walkman.

"Did you just call me "Maxine"?" She said as she looked Mike in the eyes.

"What? No, no! Of course not.." he replied chuckling nervously.

"That's what I thought.
But for real. Get a room, lovebirds." She smirked at us before walking away.

"She could be scary sometimes..most of the times actually." Mike looked back at you.

"Yep." You said and shut your locker grabbing your backpack and walking towards the school exit.

"Where are you going?" Mike asked as he followed you.

"Class is gonna end in 5 minutes.
So why not exit early?" You said still walking. He knew something upset you because this isn't you.

"Okay then?.." he said awkwardly as he continued to follow you.

You began to listen to music as Mike began to think. "What did I do to upset her?" He thought he did something to upset her but wasn't so sure if he did something.

"Y/n, what's wrong?" He asked as you ignored him looking back at your homework, humming to your song playing on your Walkman.
"Back to the old house-The Smiths"

"Baby, please let me know if you're okay." He placed a hand onto your shoulder.
You shrugged it off and sat down on a bench.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked looking quite confused because he knows he didn't do anything wrong.
"I'm probably being annoying." He thought so he looked at her as she looked at her homework.

"Baby.." he said quietly but she didn't hear because of the music that was blasting from the Walkman.

He decided to tap her shoulder.
"Baby?" He said softly as she looked over at him and paused her Walkman.

"Yes, babe..?" You replied quite annoyed.

"What did I do wrong?" He asked as she looked down at her papers.

"It's not you, Mike." You sighed as you held your papers in your lap.

"Then what is it? Or who is it?" He asked as she placed her papers in her backpack before pulling out another paper and showing him her grade.

"Wait..how'd you get a 47 if you studied all night for this?" He said looking at her grade.

"I don't know..I swear I did all of it right." You said sounding upset wondering what your mom would think if she saw this grade. She knows your a straight A student.

"This is bullshit!" He yelled looking at the papers that were stapled together.

"I know, I know. What will my mom think? Do you think she'll be mad at me?" You asked worriedly overthinking about what she will think about this grade.

"I doubt it. She's smart right? She should know these answers. Your mom is probably smarter than your teachers!" He shrugged. He was right. My mom is very smart and knows a lot of things. She became a teacher for 3 years than quit to get a better job.

"Maybe..but who knows." You scratched the back of your head nervously.

"It'll be fine, baby. Don't worry about it. They must've made a mistake." He said trying to comfort you.

"I hope so." You nodded.

Mike placed the paper on the bench and wrapped his arms around you, kissing your head.

"I love you, N/n." He smiles as he held your hands into his.

"I love you too, Mike." You smile and placed a kiss onto his hand.