"aaaaaaha,"Jeremy gasped sitting on a bench watching Mike rush down the corridor he had never seen Mike cry before.
"Okay Jeremy Fitzgerald, you've got this, come on! For once in your life be a man! You are going to get this music equipment and you are going to DO Mr Guy....proud!" Jeremy said out loud when actually he thought it was all in his head.
"Said that out loud! *BONK* OOOOOUUCH!" Jeremy squealed getting off of the bench he was standing on.
"WHO PUT THAT FUCKING CABINET THERE!?
'Never mind just keep walking, now where is Miss Tinklers room, I'm guessing down here because this is where the bands set up so yeah, well lets see,'
Jeremy heard sniffling from round the corner and he peeked round to see who it was, obviously it was Mike (Cliché ). Jeremy slid his back down the wall nervously wondering whether to rush past or talk to Mike after all they probably wouldn't be in this state if it wasn't for Jeremy having to have a full on conversation about what happened. He chose to be the better man and talk to his best buddy (soon to be more.)
"M-Mike, " Jeremy stuttered.
*Sniff*
"I'm sorry, I was wandering whether you wanted to help get some music equipment with me?"
"I'm scared Jeremy," Mike said, (Yes I have got this the right way round, Mike is the one who is scared not Jeremy for once.)
"It's okay to be scared some time," Jeremy said.
"Well of course *sniff* you would *sniff* say that, because your always the first one to shit your pants whenever something goes remotely wrong!"
"Yeah, but nothing has gone wrong and I can't believe that your crying because if it were really something dramatic that made you of all people cry then I would have probably had a heart attack and died by now!" Jeremy reassured Mike.
"Yeah I'm just concerned that I have ruined our friendship because we used to be just mates, you know just a bunch of lads, and now things are complicated and you probably hate me now," Mike sniffled.
"Of course I don't hate you! If anything I wanted a more involved you know relationship with you!" Jeremy said wondering if this was the right time or place to say that right now.
"So your saying you want to go out with me,"
Jeremy blushed.
"...Yeah...kinda," Jeremy looked like a fuggin rhubarb right now, (Jesus Christ on a bike I sure hope no one is strangling him from behind cuz that's how red actually scrap that purple he is right now!)
"Well, I wanna go out with you too,"
"You know that whole just as friends to the Prom thing?" Jeremy asked returning to his normal colour again.
"Yeah,"
"Well do you wanna maybe go as.."
"More then friends!" they chorused.
"Yeah," They chorused again.
Oh no look rhubarb is back again!
Authors note: Thanks for 800 views! It just keeps growing and growing! Well I am actually going to keep this note short (Like your knob!) Hey! I'm actually a girl! Oh and if anyone gets that reference they win my heart! Well All I wanted to say is Tanks! Yes I purposely missed out the 'h'.

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