The Airport

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March 21st 1986,

(Wills POV)

As I wait in the airport, with Jonathan, Argyle, and El of course. She looks all happy to see Mike, since it's been a year but jeez.. she's literally been sending letters to him almost every single day I get that she's happy that she has Mike. I'm happy for her too but. I guess the only thing is me and Mike. Won't ever probably be the same again, the whole entire party basically just. Fell apart... Lucas is doing whatever the hell in basketball with those.. Jerks. Meanwhile
Max is still well you know. Since last year and everything that happened in Hawkins. With the Mind flayer. Everything that happened to Billy, she's still been thinking about that and also on top of that she's been going to the guidance counselor a lot lately I've been seeing her walk there almost every single day at school, she obviously has a whole bunch of crap going on in her life at the moment. Well don't we all? Seriously though. Jonathan is on fucking drugs, basically fucking ruining his goddamn life, with purple palm tree delight weed while mom doesn't even know and well me? I- I guess I'm fine and all but. Once again I'm happy for El. Even though I might just a little bit, feel a little jealousy coming over me just a little. I wish I had someone, if only Mike was- oh forget it! Stupid, what am I thinking... I snap back to reality and gather all my thoughts back together, as I see Mike coming out from where his plane landed. I see him and I take a quick look at him he's wearing blue flip flops, and specifically blue... He looks a bit overdressed but, he also looks slightly taller, Skinner and his hair is way longer than it was last year he looks slightly stressed. I guess yeah, someone would be stressed out after not seeing their girlfriend after a whole entire year. But maybe he's stressed out about something else? "Mike!" El runs up to Mike and kisses him. I just stand there, and watch them. "You okay Will...?" Jonathan whispers to me. I answer back while looking at them, "Y-yeah I'm fine." I say to Jonathan, "you sure?" He says to me. I look at him for a split second, and just let out a sigh and I roll my eyes, then I look back at Mike and El. "C-careful y-you're squishing your g-gift!" Mike says while El completely smothers him with love, and kisses all over. I take a good look at what gift he's talking about and I see some flowers in his hands, that must be the gift obviously, the flowers are yellow and purple el's favorite colours... "Here these are for you I hand-picked them in Hawkins I know you like yellow but now I'm kind of realizing that it's too much yellow I know you also like purple as well so I kind of did like a 730 split thing.. " Mike says anxiously. "Perfect thank you." El says with complete joy, as her eyes are lit up and then she walks away. Me, Argyle, and Jonathan now go up to Mike. I Try To Hug Him and he just gives me an awkward pat on the shoulder as he says "ah how you doing!" And then he turns towards Jonathan and says "how are you" Jonathan says in response back "good man how are you" "great!" Mike says as he turns towards me again. "Oh what's that??" Mike says while looking at my painting I hold in my hand. "Um it's nothing i-it's- just this painting I-I've been working on.", "Cool." Argyle looks at Mike and says "that's a rad shirt man... Ocean Pacific?" Jonathan says back "ah Mike this is Argyle my friend!", "oh hey!'" Mike responds and then argyle gives him an awkward hug. Then he says "oh no, no no, no it's a shitty knock off. Yeah but don't sweat it man I'll get you the good threads out here.. i heard a lot about your sister." Mike looks at Argyle a bit confused, as slient starts to creep in then Jonathan says "uuuhhh ahem uh okay, um should we go?" Then Argyle says "Yeah this is uh kind of awkward man.." Mike agrees and says "yeah soo awkwarddd..." As he walks away with El. And me, Jonathan and Argyle also walk with them.

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