Yay my first fan fiction! I didn't see any Michael x reader anywhere so why not start some. Sorry if things are short, I tend to squish things into one huge thing apparently. And by the way, I'm making this on mobile so I don't think this will be as good but I'll try. Anyway, hope you enjoy, thank you~ :)
-Your p.o.v.-
My name is (f/n) (l/n). And, just to get right into it, I really like Achievement Hunter. Mostly their Let's Play though. It's always so funny! But I think my favorite would have to be Rage Quit. Why you ask? Well, one, it's hilarious. Two, because of Michael "Rage Quit" Jones. It's funny to see him rage, it always makes my day. And, in all honesty, he's really cute. I wish I could meet him in real life, as well as the rest of the gang.
I don't think people realize I have a huge crush on Michael. I would date him if I could. I heard that him and Lindsay divorced or something. I felt kinda bad for them, but I guess according to him on a podcast it was for the best. Apparently their love faded away and they thought marriage would fix it. It didn't so they called it off.
I feel bad for it of course, but, to be honest, I get really jealous really easy. So, Lindsay wasn't my favorite but I ignored it. And hearing the divorced kinda made me happy cause I felt like I may have a chance with Michael. Ha, I bet won't but it's fun to dream and hope. At least he's on the market.
~Time Skip~
Ugh. Going to the mall isn't fun, but, I'm bored and hungry. I walked around for a bit until I went into the food court and got some food from (favorite fast food place). It filled me right up so I decided to go to the top floor of a store to get the most exercise I'll probably ever do. I took the stairs, and spent about an hour looking around at things. Nothing that I wanted though. I saw some purses that looked nice, but, I don't like purses. I have pockets in my pants to hold my wallet and phone. I was heading to the stairs and started to walk down. But oh, clumsy me. I tripped on nothing and went tumbling down. Everything was spinning around until I finally landed on the floor. Everything was blurry, and everything hurt. I was about to pass out, until somebody came over to me and picked my head up. He looked deep into my eyes with concern and asked me;
"Are you ok, lady?"
I was dizzy and barely conscious, but I recognize that voice anywhere.
Michael Jones.
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He doesn't know me (Michael Jones x Reader)
FanfictionRated teen probably 18+ for language and content. WARNING: contains bad language, self harm, suicidal thoughts, and sexual content. I didn't see any Michael x reader on here, so I decided to make one. Hopefully a long one too. Thank you and enjoy. (...