Never Change {MichEmil}

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"Sara, Sara, Sara!"

"What, what, what?" Sara answered through the phone.

"I figured it out!"

"You figured what out?"

"MICKEY ACTUALLY LOVES ME!" Emil yelled excitedly.

"Whoa and how did you figure that out, Einstein?" Sara chuckled sarcastically.

"I fell on the ice!"

"Okay, so what are you going to do about it?"

"Go on FaceTime and tell Michele that he has a special call and then make him talk to me so I can speak with him!" Emil said.

"Okay."

Sara hung up and Emil waited patiently. At last, he saw the video chat request coming from Sara. He accepted it and waited. All he saw on the phone was Sara's normal camera and her living room.

Sara appeared in the shot and waved at Emil. Emil waved back.

"Michele!"

"Che?"

"You have an important call!"

"From who?"

"Um.... From one of your... er.... fans?"

"Ughhhhhhh."

Emil smiled as he saw Michele walking over to the camera. Sara unplugged her headphones from her phone.

"MICHELE I HAVE SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT TO TELL YOU!" Emil screamed into his mic.

"Sara, the volume is too high!" Michele complained. He started heading back to his room.

"Michele, come back here!" Sara said as she grabbed Michele's hand and pulled him in front of the camera. "You're going to have to talk to him sooner or later.

"Fine. Hello Emil, what do you want?" Michele said, very monotonous.

"Okay, okay, hello to you too, but basically I was skating and fell on my face and realized something very important. Basically I saw that you actually do care about me and that you really do put effort in being my friend, and I was being a total ass for not opening up to you about anything and getting mad for really random stuff that doesn't really matter and I'm really really sorry for that and I feel really sad that I got mad at you and you got mad at me and I hope you're not mad anymore, so please, forgive me and be my friend again?"

Emil had spoken so fast that Michele looked completely confused, but still got some of it. Michele crossed his arms and paused for a moment, processing what Emil had just said. He doubted a lot but in the end, he smiled.

"Why not." Michele said. Emil smiled widely.

"W-wait, really?"

"Yes, really." Michele said.

"Yay! I'm so happy! Stay for a few more minutes because I have to tell you something else." Emil added.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I have to go now, but I uh, I'll call you back later, K?" Michele replied.

"Oh. Okay. I'll see you later." Emil waved to Michele.

"Bye."

Once Michele hung up, Emil flopped back on his bed. He wasn't stupid. He knew that was the most fake thing he had ever seen. Michele was obviously still mad at him. Emil sighed loudly and stared in the direction of the window. Rain.

Why does it always rain when I'm having a bad day? Emil thought. Why do I always cry when it rains?

Because you're weak.

"Huh?! Who said that?" Emil shot up from his bed and looked around. No one. He was alone. Alone.

Alone.

"Shit, shit, shit. Think of other things. I can't believe I just said that aloud. Well, no one is going to hear me anyway." Emil started saying random stuff out loud.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Emil clutched the sides of his head. He didn't know if he was going to scream. But then a buzz from his phone snapped him back to reality.

"Huh?" Emil checked the message.

Victor Nikiforov sent a message
Yuuri Katsuki sent a message

Emil opened the text.

An invitation?

It was an electronic invitation indeed. To a wedding. Emil let out a really excited screech from his inner fanboy.

"No way!"

He then read the message.

Victor Nikiforov: Hello!
I would like to inform you that me and my fiancé, Yuuri Katsuki, will be getting married on the 12th of May, 2017, and we would love for you to come to our wedding ceremony, to all our friends, family, and fellow ice skaters!
The guest list and address will be listed below, so please RSVP to either me or my fiancé before May 5th, 2017. We hope to see you there!

Emil gasped in excitement and decided to check the guest list, out of curiosity. He had to scroll a lot to find his name, and just because he was bored, he decided to read every single name until he read a certain one.

Michele Crispino

That made Emil not want to go but at the same time, he couldn't hold back from such a big party.

He contacted his coach as soon as possible and made plans to fly to Russia, where their wedding was being held.

The party was going to be a hell of a great time.