byler oneshots

83 - stop pretending

•will pov•
•aren't together•

No matter how hard I try to convince myself that Mike is fully and completely straight, I feel like there is tension between us every single time we hang out.

Even the little things like our hands brushing or a stolen glance across the room makes me question it. I don't want to get my hopes up, but almost every night I imagine what it would be like. Me and Mike together.

The phone ringing interrupts my dangerously straying thoughts, and I pick it up to hear his breath on the other line.

"Will! Is it okay if I come over? I wanna see you." he says, making my heart flutter.

"Of course. Don't take too long." I say, hanging up the phone.

I run back into my room, quickly brushing through my hair and checking myself in the mirror before nervously waiting for him. Maybe I should say something.

When I hear the doorbell ring, I run downstairs and swing it open to find Mike, looking gorgeous as always.

"Hi." I smile.

"Hi." he says, grinning back with a pink flush on his cheeks. He walks in and I close the door, following him to my room and closing the door behind us.

"Why'd you wanna come see me?" I ask, his cheeks growing redder.

"I don't know. Bored I guess." he says, shrugging off my flirty comment.

A wave of heat rushes over my as I pick my feet up and walk even closer to him, our bodies only six or so inches apart. His breathing quickens, as does mine, and I can feel my hands start to shake.

"Stop pretending." I blurt out, not able to believe my own words.

"W - What?" he asks, his face nervous.

"You don't have to pretend that nothing is going on between us. I feel it, and I know you can feel it too, Mike." I say boldly. He hesitates for a minute at a loss for words.

"W - Was i that obvious?" he stutters. It's like time stops when he says it.

I was right.

"Yeah kinda." I laugh, his cheeks turning red again.

"Well it's hard to hide it around you." he says, taking another step closer to me. He has to look down at me slightly, which makes me even more nervous.

"Just kiss me already. Please." I beg, our chests almost touching as we take deep breaths in and out.

He slowly leans down, placing his soft lips on mine and kissing me hard. My fingers immediately tangle in his curly hair as I kiss back, my whole body now pressed into his.

A slight groan escapes his lips as he kisses me with even more power, causing my legs to become weak. When we finally release, my whole body feels warm and he looks completely flustered.

"I knew it." I say softly, a sly smile forming on his lips.