Some people didn't like having a name! So I'll probably give you guys just a last name. I apologize for those who didn't mind or would've liked that, but uh slay man.
Last name:
Jones
Also, MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY HOLIDAYS, AND HAPPY NEW YEARS. Since the story hasn't caught up, and diversity I don't think Christmas will happen, I'm not quite sure yet. Rahhh! Thank you so much for the support I love you guys :))
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"Jones!" Mason calls and he's wearing a brown cardigan with a black shirt. He has blue jeans on and a bright smile,
"Hey Anderson," You smile back and wait for him. He nudges your shoulder, "so! I heard there's a test in biology in your class, and in math there's gonna be a sub." He let you know and you nodded.
"Great." You say sarcastically, "With Micheal in my class I for sure won't be able to focus. And this test is-!" I start to complain but I get cut off when Mason talks.
"Why not make up with him already? I mean. It's been weeks!" He exaggerates and throws his arms up
"Oh stop it-! It's only been 1 week. And I don't know what to say to him, on top of that lately Fredrick has stopped coming to school. Because of his nightmares about what happened at Freddy's. It's all so random and sudden! So Fred is my main focus," I rant to Mason, my voice going up— then down.
"I'm just saying, it's good to discuss it with him. I mean, you do have feelings for him right?" Mason blurts out, causing you to yelp.
"Shush! Someone might hear you-!" Quickly, you look around. And nobody in the teenage mob had looked in your direction. You sigh in relief and eye Mason.
"Listen, I'm getting there. Ok? It's just hard to made a decision. When you might be wrong and break your heart.. I'm only human." you mumble and feel a shiver down your spine. Like someone's watching you, so you glance back in case one of the teenagers have heard you.
"Listen Jones, I know how you feel. But your heart can heal, and learn. You won't know what you'll miss, unless you try." Mason smiles and gently bumps your shoulder. Earning a smile from you,
"Thanks Anderson.." you give him a smile. That's made just for him, and both of you walk your different ways. You sigh at the classroom biology. This class has always been the hardest, why? Because you sit next to Micheal.
Not to your luck. Micheal was already there, he fiddles with his pencil, he slowly glances up and sees you. Both of you engage in some long eye contact as you sit down beside him.
God when do we switch seats? You think but then quickly add on to your thoughts.
Wait- but then I know I'll be drooling and whining when we make up and I'm not sitting next to him-
"Fuck." You mumble and Micheal perks, staring at you from the corner of his eye.
"....hows- Fredrick? Has he been doing okay?" Micheal asks me, and startled by him talking. You zone out at his eyes, his deep beautiful eyes. Shit. Don't bee cheesy-
"Um.. yeah, he's been okay so far. It's only when he well... dreams-" I laugh nervously and clear my throat when he doesn't laugh along.
"Has he.. mentioned anything in the dreams, yet?" Micheal mumbles. And you proceed to stare at him.
"I don't- think so.. I was going to ask him today." You reply and quickly turn to stare at the notebook that you pulled out. It laid in front of you dull, and plain. Then there's the killing silence.
The terrible silence when the teacher isn't here and kids talk. Some kids have went up to Micheal and fist bumped him, another girl tried to hit on him. Which you have a glare the whole time— I think Micheal noticed that- and quickly shooed her away. Then another male and female talked gossip with him. The male talked in a high pitch nose voice. Sounding, unusual. But you couldn't help but listen, silently gasping.
People pass by in such a short period of time. And you're silent, to yourself. You know no one. You're not popular and you couldn't help but go over the fact that your only friend, is really Mason. Your other friends are from your cousins group.
"Y/n... you have to know I didn't mean to stand you up." Micheal breaks your thoughts, and you stare at him. Your hair dangling in your face, you move it away tucking it behind your ears.
I should listen this time. You think and nod for Mike to continue.
His eyes widened and he starts to say some sentences, "look- the main point is my dad too-" Micheal begins and then footsteps and a loud voice breaks the chattering, including mikes.
"Okay class today we have a test, pass out these papers and no talking. I mean it, especially you gossip girls." The teacher announces, and the class giggles. Micheal curses and ignores the teacher, starting again.
"What I'm trying to say is-"
"Isn't that right Mr. Afton?" The teacher points out. And Micheal turns his head to stare directly at the Teacher, giving him a bitter look. Embarrassed at this, you look down at your notebook.
"You're absolutely most right T/n. So please keep your mouth shut, it's testing time." Micheal puts his index finger to his lips, and shushes the teacher. Student laugh silently and Mr. T/Ln sighs.
Papers pass up and the teacher explains the rules. Micheal pays attention, and if you remember correctly. He had good grades for a trouble maker-
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School was over and you were walking with Mason out. You already informed your mother about walking to Fredrick's.
"I was gonna head to the store with some friends, but they don't mind me walking you at least halfway to Fred's." Mason says, his voice muffled as he eats a sandwich.
"Oh no, Anderson you don't have to" you protest and look at the floor careful not to fall from the school steps.
"Don't mention it Jones, I really don't mind-"
"Actually, I would like to mention it." A voice from up ahead states. You look up to see Micheal holding his back pack with one strap. He squinted from the wind, but it focused once he stared at you. locking eye contact.
"Micheal.." you mumble, stopping once you reached the bottom. Mason slowly takes one last bite of his sandwich, looking at you two up and down.
"Is it alright if I go to Fredrick's with you? I wanna make sure he's alright. He is one of my dearest friends," Micheal adds to help support his request. How can you say no? It's for Fredrick..
"Sure"
You reply and Mason clears his throat.
"Okay-! Well uh, see you later Jones-" Mason snickers as he walks away.
"Um- yeah see ya Anderson.." you reply, not daring to break eye contact with him. He stares for a bit longer and looks away. ".. Anderson? And jones?" He laughs as he walks off. Not waiting for you.
You're left there standing alone. Your mouth forms into a curve and you chase after him.
"Yeah-!... Mike, in biology. Care to continue on that?" You break your smile away, you don't want him to see how happy you are. Just from his presence.
"Oh yeah! Let me tell you."
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YOU ARE READING
"Living Gays" (Micheal Afton x Reader)
Random[Y/n is female based] Drama and romance collide with each other! How will you, y/n Jones, save your relationship with Micheal Afton. As children start to disappear, but the only suspect you can think of is, Micheal Afton's father, William Afton. ...
