thunder && lightning ❁ byler

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yo i was thinking about updating this book (CALLED thunder && lightning) AND THEN LIGHTNING FLASHED AND WE HAD A THUNDER AND LIGHTNING STORM SO HERE I AM

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* edit : i used the wrong name like eight times i'm so used to writing fack i'm sorry *
will byer's pov
when i wrote that i thought of hopper yelling it in the woods during the search party
   I knew it. I knew it was a mistake to come out in public with Mike. I knew it.
   The second his words processed in my head, I ran for it. I didn't care who saw me leave, I didn't care if it was one person or the whole school.
   I just needed to leave.
   Now, I was running home. It was beginning to drizzle, while Mike's words sat in my head. They sunk in. I just have to wait ten more years before I forget it.
   I look up at the sky, feeling the rain fall harder. I can began to hear the droplets hitting the ground and I groan aloud.
   I hear splashes and footsteps behind me, and I spin around. "Who's there?" I call. It's dark.
   "It's Lucas," a voice announces. I realize it's not really Lucas as the body is now ten feet in front of me.
   "I'm sorry, it's Mike. Let me explain!" He cries out.
   I cover my face. "What's there to explain? You were right! I'm just a dirty faggot you should feel sorry for!" I cried out now, the tears flowing. I turned back to the direction I was heading in and began to run.
I was sobbing, and the rain wasn't helping. My shoes are almost squishy and I wiped away a tear. I turned my head slightly, seeing Mike gaining on me.
I turned back and kept running. I didn't want to talk to him. It'd break my heart even more.
But my heart would be even more broken than that if he stopped trying to get me back.
   I couldn't decide what I wanted. Maybe it was that I wanted Mike to chase me and work for me. I wanted a good explanation, too.
   I knew I couldn't go much further when a knot in my stomach began to form. I don't run miles, okay?
   Apparently Mike does, because he's right on my heels. He wasn't even sweaty or breathing hard.
   I stopped, and so did he. Mike rested a hand on my shoulder and I turned away. It hurt to look into his eyes.
   "Will, I got paid. It was a dare," I heard him huff out.
   Still facing away I responded, "How should I know? Where's the money?"
   He pushed my shoulder back to turn my body towards him. I looked at his neck instead of his eyes.
   He waved two dollar bills in my face. "I want to take you on a date as an apology." He gave me a sad look with a smile.
   "I'll think about it. Walk me home, please."
   He smiled with a happier look, and licked his lips. "Are you mad at me?" Mike asked.
   I shrugged. "A little, because you accepted it. But I'm excited to go on our date." He smiled at me again, his teeth showing.
   "Let's go in the street. It's lighter." We walked down the middle of the street, hand in hand.
   It was silent until Mike coughed. He stopped in his tracks. "Mike, is something wrong?" I asked, starting to worry. He glanced at the ground.
   In one swift motion, he stepped closer to me and cupped my cheeks with his hands. He kissed me.
   His soft lips brought warmth to my body, even with the rain pouring down all around us. I held onto his waist until we released.
   The dim street lights showed the light blushes on our cheeks as we still held each other out. Mike took his hands off my cheeks to snake around my neck and pulled me into a warm, comforting hug.
   "Let's go home."

a/n yo i can imagine this far too well and it hurts like a bitch

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