Hate to love him Michael Afton x male reader

Chapter 5: mambo number 5

⚠️mention of abuse and substance use⚠️
Y/n's pov:

As we made it into the gas station we walked around till we bumped into Patty stuffing a pack of Oreos up her shirt.

"Patty...just.....just why," Tori said disappointed and confused.

"Because I'm poor as fuck dawg," Patty responded zipping up her leather jacket hiding the pack of Oreos.

"Patty guess what," I asked excitedly, "did you know that Michael has a British accent."

"No way really like how British," Patty exclaimed in excitement.

"He was all it's chewsday innit," I said in a fake British accent causing me and Patty burst out laughing.

"Was he all like are you schewpid," Patty laughed.

"Yeah he was all like eye caunt buleve you've dun this," I laughed.

"Would he call us a wanker,"Patty said trying to regain her breath from laughing so hard.

"He would be like stohp et ya wanka, right Tori," my smile suddenly left when I realized Tori wasn't anywhere next to me, "Tor Tor?"

Tori's pov:

After managing to slip away from y/n and Patty  I made my way back to the school with a bag of  snacks and drinks. When I made it to the school Michael was still there alone.

"Catch," I said throwing a pack of scooby do fruit snack which he caught, "I'm sorry I was late yesterday I-" I was cut off when Michael started hugging me tightly. I gently brushed my fingers through his hair before asking "What happened yesterday?"

I was met with silence before he pulled away from me and lifted his hair to reveal a black eye with a scar on his cheek.

"Look I don't know how it is having a dad but I do know what your dad is doing is abuse and I want to help you but as a minority there's only so much I can do," I said giving him a quick hug and taking a deep breath, "now give me your makeup kit For I can help you hind all that up,  you did it horribly yesterday." After helping Michael cover up his black eye I heard a very familiar voice screaming my name in a certain way that sounded odd. I quickly got up and turned to see y/n turning the corner run towards me.

"Tor Tor I thought you diiiieed," he cried in certain way that I know he did something. He immediately pulled me into a tight hug, I started to smell a certain cent coming off of him.

"Look at me," I demanded him pushing his face up for him to face me to see his red tinted eyes, "what did you do,"

"What makes you think I did something," he said resting his eyes with a sneaky smile.

"Your eyes are red and you took longer than you normally would to come looking for me, now what did you do," said angrily.

"I'm not telling you," he said.

"Why," I ask getting frustrated.

"Cause you'er gonna be angry at me," he said with a little giggle.

"You know I'm going to get even more angry if you don't tell me," I said frustrated "now what did you do!"

"Fine Patty convinced me to get high in the back of the gas station," he said giggling.

"Wow way to throw me under the bus dawg," Patty said taking out all the hidden items she stole from the gas station. I immediately gave her a death glare as I held y/n as he leaned on me almost falling at times. "What, it was the only way I could get him to calm down after you disappeared," she said.

I gave a deep sigh before making y/n sit down and stared back at Patty and said "I'll give you the count of 10 to run from me before I kill you." I immediately started the count down making Patty run in fear. "3, 4, 10!"

Michael's pov:

I was having fun watching this train wreck unfold till I suddenly felt a presence around me I looked over to see y/n hugging me. It was actually really relaxing, his presence gave me a wave of comfort. I quickly snapped back into my head space.

"Get of me you fag," I said pushing him away.

"No you British fuck you're comfy and I'm cold," he said still high. After a few minutes of struggling to push him away I finally accepted my fate and allowed him to keep hugging me, taking it the feeling of comfort of his warm embrace.

"why does Tori even put up with you," I said annoyed.

"Because she loves me," y/n said giggling putting his head on my shoulder.

"Yeah but she loves everyone," I said with a smirk.

"HEY, so I've been wondering why aren't you in world history on Mondays and Wednesdays," y/n said changing the subject randomly.

"I take anger management classes," I muttered not wanting him to hear me.

"Oh that makes sense and why do you and Tori leave when English class starts on Mondays and Tuesdays," he asked.

"Me and Tori take separate English classes on Mondays and Tuesdays because we're not from America and don't know American English grammar that well," I answered tiredly.

"Why," he asked making me more angry before taking a deep break calming my anger.

"Well idk about Tori but I take the separate class because I was born in England and was raised there till halfway through my 7th grade year when I moved here ,"I said.

"But why it's still English,"y/n asked continuing asking questions.

"Even though it's the same language, there are differences in how the other countries that speak the English use grammar, punctuation, vocabulary, or how they spell certain words and British people use word that means an entirely different word than American word," i explained getting even more frustrated with every personal question.

"Oh so like how you guys call cotton candy, candy floss," y/n said still not understanding a thing because of how high he still is. After a few seconds taking in the silence while y/n still hugged me with his head on my shoulder, y/n suddenly bit my shoulder sending weird feeling run through my body. I let out a loud yelp before immediately covering my mouth with my hands.

Y/n immediately burst out laughing "what the fuck was that," he cried.

"Shut up fag," I yelled. After he calmed down he started to sneak his way back to hugging me again.

"I'm sorry I did that, I don't know why I did but I wasn't expecting that reaction," he giggled putting his head on my shoulder again.

"Fuck you, you're fucking weird you know that," I said angrily which I was greeted with no response "y/n?" I look over to see y/n sleeping. I just sighed and started eating the Scooby do gummies with one of the gummies looking familiar.

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Word count: 1172

This was fun to make y/n high