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mike wheeler's pov
   I could read those eyes again.
   He said it, and I could read that he wishes he didn't. I could read that he didn't mean it. I could read that he didn't want me to go. I could read that he wanted me to...
   Stay?
will byer's pov
   I almost gasped when I said it. I hadn't meant it. His eyes read mine. He knew it. He knew what I really meant.
   "Stay?" I asked quietly after I barked at him.
   "Stay." He got up slowly, his hand tracing my couch's arm...
   He began to snake his arm around my neck and pull me in...
   "I think I can try and focus."
   "Ok.. So... Um... You need anything?" I questioned. He looked almost sick, not throw up but feeling in the heart.
   I started to get up as his lips moved with nothing coming out. "Mike! You promised!"
   "I know, I know! This time I just don't know what I want!"
   "Well come over and let's see what I can get you."

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mike wheeler's pov
My head pounded. I jerked up. Where was I? I was in my normal clothes. I felt as if... as if I wasn't alone.
I could feel it... Down my neck.
Breathing.
Harsh breaths, hard and fast. Not deep breaths or soft.
I turned my head to the side and screamed.

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