Fucking conformist..[ Michael/Tall Goth X Reader ]

T H R E E

~Michaels P.O.V~

I walk into the canteen scanning the room for a short enough line so I didn't have to be in this room with these, conformists for any longer than a minute. I see a line and head over to it, getting some odd looks on the way there, I wasn't in here often.

As I'm stood in the line I hear some calamity over at a table not far from me, Y/N was on the table. I keep looking at the table noticing some girls had gone up to him. I keep watching and I hear a few unkind words, so I walk out of the line and go over to his table.

I stand behind the girl and hear her say "I don't know why you think you can get in my friends face you fucking tranny." I notice Y/N look at me and I see him a bit red in the face, I feel myself getting warmer too when I look at him. I tap the girls shoulder, she turns around looking shocked to see me luring over her. "You're not being very nice are you?" I say with almost pity in my voice, I take out a pack over cigarettes, still glaring at her. She says "Why are you even over here aren't you friends with those other emos..not this fag..?"
"I can defend who I like." I say as I put the lit cigarette in my mouth, "And I'm not emo, skank." She looks surprised at my words. I blow smoke in her direction, she then coughs a bit and walks away giving me a dirty look as she does. "I- u-uh thanks M-Michael." Y/N says and I give him a nod before walking out the building realising a teacher was coming toward me. I feel slightly grossed out by myself, helping someone out? And blushing? What a conformist thing to do..I hear the teacher calling my name and something about not being allowed to smoke on school grounds, I flip her off and speed walk away back to behind the school.

"What took so long?" Henrietta asked, "The lines are never that long." She says again.
"Well they were today okay??" I snapped back.
"What's up your arse..?" Pete questioned me,
"Nothing." I feel myself blush and turn away, sitting back down.
"Sure thing Michael.." Pete says sarcastically.

~Your P.O.V~

I was stunned that Michael had stood up for me, I felt myself reddening and I put my head down thinking about the previous event. "That was random..why did that weirdo goth kid stand up for you Y/N?" Eric looks over at me with confusion and almost disgust. "I- I don't know actually.." I say reluctantly, and Eric glances behind him again to check if the goth was still there. I pick my bag up and swing it on my shoulder "I'm just gonna go to the toilet."
"Okay!" Kyle responded with.

I walk out of the canteen making sure I was out of sight from my friends, I then take a swift turn going to the back of the school. Why would Michael stand up for me? He doesn't even know me well.

I take a few breaths before going out the door that led to the back of school, I push it open and see all the goth kids turn their heads when I do so. "What's a conformist like you going here??" The red haired goth hisses at me, and i see Michael awkwardly staring at me. "I just need to have a chat with one of your friends." I look over at the tall goth as I say this. He stands up and brushes off his clothes then makes his way over to me, "Won't be a minute." He follows me slightly sheepish, and I turn around to him and say "What made you defend me-?"