Mike Wheeler x Reader

Part Fourteen

Yaaaaalllllll

This is gonna contain some kinda sexual stuff in it

no smut tho

{Yet ;)}

So if you don't like that, you might have to wait until the next chapter comes out

which will probably be like Thursday at the earliest or Saturday at the latest cause I got SKOO

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

          I'll have to go with them either way. There's nothing I can do.

          Fuck. I wish Mike was here... He probably just thinks I'm skipping the rest of the period. He'll never find me...

          I walked over to them, reluctantly.

          "Easy way. Smart choice. My buddy's gonna stick with us until we know you're not going anywhere. Right?" Troy said, glaring at James.

          "You got her, Troy." James responded, clearly testing his limits.

          "Yeah, well I need to make sure it stays that way." Troy pressed, anger growing behind his voice.

          "Fine." James said, walking out of the room. Troy followed, peering back at me.

          "You coming?" He teased, grinning. He knew I didn't have a choice.

Mike's P.O.V.

          I raised my hand and asked to go to the bathroom. My teacher was hesitant to give me permission, but eventually she told me I could.

          Walking outside of the classroom, I glanced down both ends of the hallway. To my right, there was nothing, but to my left I saw (Y/N) walking with two figures that I couldn't quite make out. They looked like they were guiding her somewhere.

          I knew there was something wrong!

          I started to panic. There was nothing I could do at the moment. I knew I wouldn't be able to take both of them.

          That was, if they were even trying to do anything to her.

          It was hard to tell from here, but I didn't want to blow anything.

          So, instead of acting now, I decided to follow them until I got a better opportunity to help her.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

          I walked after them. They both eventually situated themselves around me, in a way that wouldn't allow me to escape. I didn't plan on trying, though. I'd given up.

          We were in a part of the school that I didn't recognize. After what felt like forever, I spotted an exit that we seemed to be heading for. 

          Once we were outside, I noticed that we were at some sort of back entrance to the school. 

          James and Troy both picked up bikes, which I assumed were theirs.

          "What are you waiting for, (Y/N)?" Troy asked. 

          How does he know my name?

          Gingerly, I got onto his bike with him. I didn't know what to grab, so I didn't grab anything. Falling off didn't matter to me. If anything, falling off would be better than staying on.

          "You're gonna have to hold on to somethin', baby." 

          I didn't want to get any closer to him, but I held onto his shoulders anyways. The position felt a little unnatural, but I didn't care.