𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄| Mike Wheeler [COMPLETED UNTIL SEASON FIVE]

Chapter Four: Confessions and Kisses in the Rain

chapter four:
❛ confessions and kisses in the rain ❜

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Scarlett sat cross-legged on her bed, her pencil gliding across the page as she sketched a menacing dragon, its fierce eyes glowing with intensity. The dragon's wings stretched wide, almost covering the sky, as if it was ready to unleash its fury on the world. Drawing was Scarlett's way of processing the chaos around her, a way to channel her emotions into something tangible.

Her Walkman was clipped to her jeans, the familiar click of the cassette tape as it played *"Take On Me"* by A-ha filling her ears. The song was her favorite—an escape from everything that weighed on her, a mixture of longing and defiance that mirrored her own feelings. The music drowned out everything else, allowing her to lose herself in her art.

But then, a faint, persistent knocking cut through the song. Scarlett furrowed her brow, pulling her headphones down around her neck. The knocking came again, louder this time. She turned her head towards the window, and her eyes widened slightly in surprise when she saw Mike standing outside, soaked to the bone, his face half-hidden by his drenched hair.

"What the hell...?" Scarlett muttered, setting her notebook aside and walking over to the window. She slid it open with a sigh, rain splattering against her hand as she did.

Mike didn't wait for an invitation. He hoisted himself up and climbed into her room, dripping water onto the floor. "Mike, are you crazy? You're getting everything wet!" Scarlett protested, trying to push him back out, but he was already inside, shaking water from his hair.

"No, Scar! I'm not letting you push me away! Not again!" Mike said, his voice firm even though his body was trembling from the cold. "I'm sorry, okay? I've liked you since the moment I first saw you walk into Mr. Clarke's class with Max."

Scarlett blinked, caught off guard by his sudden confession. "Mike, you didn't even like me at first. You were so annoyed by me. You barely even looked at me."

"I know, but that was before I really got to know you," Mike argued, stepping closer. "When you helped Will, when you stood by us—by me—I started to like you. I just didn't want to admit it. And then, when I saw you lifeless after killing the Demodogs—Scarlett, I kissed you when the defibrillator didn't work, okay? I like you! I didn't kiss you just for whatever. It's because I liked you, and I still do."

Scarlett's heart pounded in her chest, but her anger flared up, cutting through her confusion. "If you like me, then why did you leave me the second El came back? The moment she walked into your life again, you acted like I didn't exist. You wouldn't leave her side for months, Mike! And now, suddenly, when she's not around anymore, you're saying you like me?"