Michaels POV:
Awesome party. I'm so glad I came.
I continue to sob until I hear the door handle twist, but failing because of the door being locked.
"Michael?" I hear a voice ask."Go away Jeremy." I say bluntly.
Jeremy then says,"Michael, please! I can't loose a friend like y-"
"WELL THAT WAS YOUR CHOICE, AND YOUR FAULT!" I yell.
I then hear a thud on the door and then a slide."Jeremy?" I ask.
No response.
"Jeremy!"I then get out of the bathtub and almost slip, but catch myself, thankfully.
I then rush to the door and open it, to see Jeremy curled up on the floor, griping onto himself with one hand covering his face."J-Jer?" I ask.
I don't see his chest moving or any breathing.
(A/N: don't worry, no one dies or anything, your good.)
I then drop to the floor and pick Jeremy up, bridal style and carry him to the bath tub, setting him down.
"Jeremy! Wake up!" I say, about to cry.What the hell happened?!
"W-what? The hell happened?" I hear Jeremy say, in a confused, exhausted voice.
I quickly pick him up and hug him... In a bathtub...I then let go of the hug and look in his eyes.
He looks at me with bright blue eyes, he's giving me a helpless look.I then slowly push him down so I'm on top of him, I grab his hands and pin them onto the surface of the bathtub.
"I'm sorry." Jeremy says.
I slowly lean in and then connect our lips.
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