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it was after lunch.
that weird 'bell' thing rung again, and everyone began to move.
since i had no idea where i was going due to me not wanting to intrude on their 'party', i was completely lost.
i continued to wander around, not knowing what i was doing, until i ran into someone.
mike.
"y/n!" he exclaimed.
"sorry." i whispered and i was about to shuffle away from him when he stopped me.
"no, hey, look. i'm sorry. i didn't mean it when i said i didn't want you to join our party." mike said.
i stopped and i nodded slightly, as if telling him to continue.
he gulped and he began to continue to say,
"i guess i just took out all of my feelings out on you. things haven't been going on too well at home, my mom and dad have been fighting, and troy has just been more rude than ever. nothing you need to worry about, it's just, i've been going through a hard time."
i nodded and i gently grabbed his hand.
i felt something inside my chest flutter at the contact, but i ignored it since i thought it was just a side-effect of me containing my powers for so long.
"it's okay, mike. i understand." i said quietly, only enough for us two to hear.
he gulped again, almost as if he was nervous, and he nodded again, slowly.
he soon fully grabbed my hand and we began to walk down the hallway hand-in-hand when troy stopped us.
he pulled out hands apart angrily.
"oh, so you two are together now?!" troy asked.
"yes?" i said, not fully knowing what he meant. i mean we are together right now, aren't we?
"no!" mike quickly said after me.
i looked at him confusingly and he just mouthed,
'ill explain later.'
i nodded and said, "no."
"then why are you two being all friendly-friendly with eachother?" he asked.
"because we're friends...?" i said.
mike's face began to get flushed and he nodded.
i grabbed his hand again, missing the contact and asked, "class?"
mike just nodded and pulled us towards our classroom while we were still holding hands.
my chest still has that fluttering feeling inside.
i don't know what it is.
i feel like it's going to kill me.
but i like it.
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love can killi'm fat
happy spooky day
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