Hey Hamlet, be more chill: Be more chill X Reader

>Chapter 4: Need help?<

Y/N's P.O.V

I awoke the next morning, sweat covering my face. I rose up and leaned against the wall. "Was that a...Was that a dream?" I asked myself as I looked around. "It must've been." I mumbled as I looked at my alarm to see it was Sunday 10 am. Something is telling me that I didn't sleep through Saturday...

I grabbed my phone on my nightstand and called Michael. It ringed a few times and suddenly I heard Micheal's very awake voice. "Hello, with Michael Mell." He said clearly doing something on his laptop since I was hearing the soft keyboard pressings in the background. "Hey Micheal." I said a bit sleepy. "Oh, hey Y/N! I thought you had plans?" He answered a bit irritated. So it wasn't a dream...

"N-Nah that was...I don't know what that was what I did yesterday. I must've been high...Or...Or something like that." I told him as he went silent and didn't answer me. "Anyway! I'm free so...Can I come over?" I asked. He waited for a bit before I heard his laptop shut. "Sure! I'll see you at 11?" He suggested. "Sounds great! I'll see you in an hour." I said and hung up. 

I jumped out bed and grabbed some clothes, headed for the bathroom, cleaned up, changed and headed downstairs. Quickly ate something and left the house with my keys, wallet and phone. I jumped on the first bus and rode to his house. I remembered that I had the game copies still in my bag. Oh its gonna be on...

Once I was at the nearest bus halt near his house, I jumped off and walked the rest of the way. I knocked on the door and waited. Soon Michael opened the door. "Hey!' He greeted me. "Sup." I said popping my P. "Come in." He insisted as I stepped in. He closed the door as he looked to me. "Sorry for the mess, you called in such a short notice and I had only an hour to clean." He explained while rubbing his neck.

"No problem...I-I didn't know what...What came over me yesterday." I said as I bitterly smiled. "Yeah, about that." He said as he began to walk upstairs. "Were you drunk?" He asked as we climbed the rug covered stairs. "I-I...Yes. Yes I was." I said as he looked behind him to meet my very nervous eyes. He turned back and continued going to his room. 

When we arrived in his room and closed the door he began to look at me. "Y/N." He called as I looked at him. "Y-Yeah?" I responded. "Were you high or drunk or both?" He asked me as he folded his arms. I stayed quiet. "Because you, A, didn't sound high or drunk and B, you are twisting in your own lies. What happened?" He asked me. 

"..." I stayed quiet thinking very hard. 'God damn it.' I thought as I kept eye contact with Michael. I can't say: "Oh well funny story, you know Jeremy? Yeah, he force fed me a tic tac and now I'm stuck with a squip who I think may very well be listen to us but he's mad at me. ANYWAY! He called you and now I'm in this situation!" No. I can't say that!

"Need help?" I heard as I looked behind Michael to see squip. I looked at him but didn't say a thing. "Repeat after me." He said. "I saw my cousin Tyler-" He said.

"I saw my cousin Tyler-" I repeated. "-And he just couldn't resist," He said. "And he just couldn't resist." I repeated. "He would give me a 20," He said. "He would give me a 20," I repeated. "If I called a person and canceled a plan." He said. "It had to be my best friend." He said. "It had to be my bestest friend." I smiled. "Am I really your bestest friend?" He asked looking cocky as f*ck.

"Yes-" I said. "No." Squip said as I stuttered. "-I mean..." I said not knowing what the f*ck he was gonna say next. "You are my favorite person." He said as I sighed in relief. "You are my favorite person." I repeated with a wide grin. "Because I like you so much." He said. "Because I love you so muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch-" I said slipping the letters. Michael's eyes widened as he began to blush.

"ERROR, ERROR! Say 'As a friend'. SAY 'AS A FRIEND'!!!!!!!!!!!" Squip yelled as his eyes turned red and blue. "-Aaaaaaaaas a friend!" I added with a nervous smile. "O-Oh. I thought you meant-" He coughed and put on his smile.

 "Anyway, want to do something?" He asked. "O-Oh right! I have this copy of apocalypse of the damned 2!" I said excited. "WOW! Wish I had thought of buying one." He sighed as he looked at the cover of the game I just pulled out my bag. "I BOUGHT TWO!" I yelled and pulled out the other. His eyes began to twinkle as I handed him the game. 

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He said and jumped around. He finally came to me and hugged me. I blushed very lightly and hugged him back only to see Squip looking at me. "You are in love." He said as I lightly shook my head. We pulled away and Michael immediately put the game in the gaming console. "Your heart rate is up to its limit. You are blushing. Oh and should I remind you THAT YOU JUST SAID THAT YOU LOVED HIM?!" He yelled with a grin. 

"I slipped over my words!" I yelled in my head in my defense. "You can't lie to me Y/N, I'm inside your head." He chuckled as I grumbled. "Done! Y/N come sit down!" Michael said very excited. "Yeah!" I said as I plopped down on the very large pillow beside Michael. "World 1, Level 1, LET'S DO THIS!" Michael yelled as we began to play.

"Say you're glad that you get to hang out with him. Even after what happened yesterday." Squip said in the background. "What?" I thought. "Well if you know a better manner to talk to him, then what do you need me for?" He said as I rolled my eyes. "I'm actually pretty glad I could hang with you today! Even after what happened yesterday." I smiled as he smiled. "No problem. Also, watch out for that zombie." He said as I looked back and saw that the zombie was about to bite me. I axed it in its face and sighed. "Thanks." I chuckled.

Squip's P.O.V

Hmm...That Mell guy is very low on the social ranking. He's even a bigger loser than that Jeremy. (That was very painful to write) I have two options here.

Number 1. Get him to a higher social ranking so they two can date. Which is fairly possible but will be too hard. I need to get her to the top before I can even consider to bring him up with her...

or

Number 2. Ditch him, which is much, much simpler...

I think I have my preference.