23. I can't take this

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A/N: TRIGGER WARNING: self-harm

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We arrived to school. Only a hour too late. But it was absolutely worth it, what we did in the morning. Mike took my hand into his, and we twined our fingers.

"Chester, are you scared?" he asked suddenly.

"What?"

"Your hand is shaking" Mike stopped walking and looked at me.

"Well, someone might see us and then shit happens" I said.

"Do I look like I care? Chester we're already won the battle, if someone comes to throw shit at us"

"What you mean?"

"The only reason why people bully is because the bullied ones are higher, and the bullies are trying to bring them back down" Mike made his famous Shinoda-grin.

"Good theory" I admitted. "I would not give a fuck anyway, because all matters is that you're on my side" I said and kissed softly Mike's cheek.

We continued walking to the class, the usual desks. The biology lesson.

"This would me more fun if we were outside, literally studying nature" Mike said.

"Totally. I probably would steal a bird and put it into a box and take home" I said.

"Why a bird?"

"Bird's are awesome. They can fly" I watched out from the window. "Too bad humans can't fly"

"How touching" Mike slapped my forearm.

"Uhh, you no fun today" I turned to Mike.

"No fun? Watch this" Mike smirked and wrote something on paper and folded it up as a paper plane.

I raised my eyebrows.

Mike threw it front of the class, the plane crashing on teacher's back. A few students quietly laughed.

Our teacher opened it, watched at Mike, wrote something in it and threw it back. Mike looked surprised.

"Oh my god" Mike was almost dying trying to hold his laughter.

"What you wrote onto it?" I asked.

Mike showed me the paper. "Fuck you too, Mike"

"She wrote the 'too, Mike' part" Mike laughed.

"You're such ass sometimes" I rolled my eyes. "That's a cliche trick"

"Well what's better?" he raised his left eyebrow.

"This" I said and took Mike's eraser and looked for a light switch. I threw the eraser toward it, and all the lights went off.

"That's lot of better" I whispered.

"Bruh"

"Very funny, back desk boys!" our teacher said and turned the lights back on.

"It was!"

"You're a dork, Mike" I waved my head.

"You love it" he smirked.

"No! It's stupid!"

"You know you love it"

"UGH!" I sighed firmly.


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"Mikeyyyy" I said and grabbed Mike to a hug.

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