He doesn't know me (Michael Jones x Reader)

Having secrets

All of your daydreaming contained sad scenarios repeating in your head. You just really hoped none of it would happen. You sighed and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was surprisingly 8 at night. You slowly raised yourself and walked to your bathroom to brush your teeth. You went to your bedroom, quickly changed into pjs, and went to bed with ease. You almost forgot you had to meet Michael tomorrow. The excitement and joy you felt earlier was quickly dying. You tried to think of the positive things, but it didn't work. It never did.

You had depression. As well as anxiety and A.D.D. But your depression took over a lot sometimes. You did take meds for it, but, you still had rough times. You even had suicidal thoughts and you self harmed. Your self esteem was down the drain and to you, cutting wouldn't ruin your body at all. It had left scars on your arms and legs. Good thing they weren't very noticeable. You were a very strong person, and could usually handle anything. But sometimes you just had to let go and cry. Sometimes it led to cutting, other times it didn't. And, all of this, was things Michael should never have to see. You really liked him, but, all of this would surely make him not even wanna go near you. The thought made you cry a little. But you smiled, like you did everyday no matter what mood you were in. The smile that covered up the pain and lies.

You woke up. The sun was burning through your eyelids so you were forced to get up. You did everything you usually did to start the day. You changed into something comfortable and went to bathroom to do all of that lady business. You looked at the time. It was 12:00. You remembered Michael was meeting you for lunch today. You saw the napkin lying on the couch. You walked over and picked it up. The time they have to meet is 12:30. The place was simply McDonald's, and he even put his phone number. You picked up your phone and put it in your contacts. You slid the phone into your pocket, got your wallet and left. You didn't have a car so you walked practically everywhere. McDonald's wasn't to far from your house.

The time was 12:35 when you got there. You had tried running but you weren't exactly in shape. You huffed and puffed as you opened the door and walked in. You looked around and saw Michael sitting at a booth alone. You walked over to him, trying to look nice as possible, and breathed out heavily,

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm late."

Michael stared up at you and smiled.

"It's fine. Assuming you hauled your ass to get here."

You laughed and sat down across from him. You fiddled your thumbs not knowing what to say or do.

"So, uh, (y/n), what do you do for a living?" Asked Michael, trying not to seem too awkward.

"I draw and animate and stuff. I even make games sometimes." You said a bit confidently.

"Woah, really?! That's awesome!" Exclaimed Michael, smiling huge.

You giggled and smiled at him.

~Michael's p.o.v.~

I couldn't help but stare at her smile. I smiled back, her smile was just making my day. I honestly didn't really believe in love at first sight, but she really was making that hard to believe. Her (e/c) eyes shone brightly and her (h/c) was slightly blowing to the side anytime someone walked by or the door was opened. It made my heart melt. I saw her hair start to move in front of her face, hiding the beauty that was underneath. I was tempted to push it behind her ears, but that'd be weird. I just barely met her. I smiled and offered food, she seemed to a bit shy or awkward around new people cause she kept on fidgeting and staring off anywhere else but me. Or maybe was it cause she didn't like me? Did she not wanna be here? I tried to push the thought off but it kept on bugging me. I didn't want her to leave. I wanted her to stay with me, no matter what.