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

F O U R

~Michaels P.O.V~

I wasn't really paying attention to what Y/N was saying, I noticed how beautiful his E/C eyes were and was mainly focused on those, thankfully he wasn't looking into mine so I didn't really need to be embarrassed.

"Uhm Michael??" He makes eye contact with me and I shake my head, "Are you even listening?"
"No." I say blandly,
"Right then pay attention this time, I asked you a question." He glares at me softly. "Why did you stand up for me, you don't know me? All I know about you is you're a goth and sit next to me in social studies."
"I dunno." I shrug knowing I really didn't know,
"Okay, sure, well thanks anyways-" I notice him going a bit red in the face and feel myself do so too. "Right well bye." I turn away and take a drag of my cigarette, I walk back to my friends hear him faintly saying goodbye to me too.

~Your P.O.V~

I watched him as he walked away, taking many slow drags of his cigarette. I take my phone out of my pocket to check the time and then notice lunch was already over, I another direction not wanting to make contact with the goth kids again. That was awkward.

I enter my classroom realising I was slightly late and people turn their heads towards me opening the door. Walking over to my desk I nod at the teacher indicating I was sorry. After taking my things out my bag and stirring down I look over at the person I sit next to, "Hey Evan."
"Hi!", "How are you?" Evan was nice, he was one of the only people who ever asked me how I felt. I wasn't really very close with him but it was nice to have him to sit next to. "I'm fine thanks, how are you?"

"I'm alright, bit tired but not different from most days i guess!" He gives me a small smile.

As the teacher went through the lesson and I mostly copied stuff from Evans book, I don't really like Maths but i'm somehow in one of the highest sets.

The bell finally rang, I was starting to get tired of that lesson. As I walk down the hall going to my next lesson I feel a hand yank on my arm, pulling me aside, under some stairs. I rag my arm away from the hand about to yell at the individual, I then turn my head toward them and see that it's Michael? "Bro what are you doi-" he shushes me and places one of his long fingers near my mouth. "Don't say shit to your little buddies or mine. I've been having freaky conformist feelings toward you and they need to be gone. I know you like me, so you wont really hate this." he says all this without making eye contact and I just nod along. What was this tall goth going to do? He rests a thumb and finger under my chin, tilting my head up, I felt myself start to faintly sweat. Was he going to kiss me? Why though? Does he like me, I suppose that's what those 'conformist feelings' are. I snap out of my thoughts and feel his lips start to caress mine, I don't really kiss him back, unsure, but I just let it happen. He kept it going for another 10 seconds or so, feeling my own lips get slightly wet. He slowly pulled away from it then looked at me up and down and then into my eyes, he takes a deep breath then walks away. I stand there still somewhat stunned at had just happened, I of course had to tell someone about this. He seriously expects me to keep quite about him randomly kissing me?!

I rush to my history lesson hoping I would see Red on the way there, we sat next to each other in history so it was no biggie if I didn't anyways. 

Once i'm by the door of history I see Red and give her a big wave. "Hey Y/N!", "Ready for history?" She says through a small chuckle. "Yeah course, I gotta tell you something though. It happend like not even 5 minutes ago." I say to her and see she looks slightly concerned. "Is it bad? Or good?" I shrug,
"I-im not really sure right now.", "You can't tell anyone though okay? I trust you with this." I say in a slightly hushed tone and she nods and I walk over to my seat. I thankfully sat at the back, I whisper the whole thing to Red.