Stranger Things & IT x Reader Oneshots

Micheal Wheeler x Reader: My Boy

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My boy's being sus, he was shady enough, but now he's just a shadow. My boy loves his friends, like I love my split ends, by that I mean he cuts 'em off.

"Mike, are you coming?" I asked my boyfriend as I gripped my bag of Halloween candy, he seemed distracted, I sighed and shook my head.

"Will, Dustin, Lucas and Max are like five miles ahead of us" I slightly giggled, he rolled his eyes "we don't need her in our party, we only need El-I mean, we only need you" I looked at him suspiciously "never mind" he sighed and grabbed my hand "how about we go trick or treating by ourself's?" He slightly smiled, I shook my head "we promised to go trick or treating with them, we can't just leave, they're our friends!" I said politely, he rolled his eyes "fine" he muttered and caught up to the group.

My boy, my boy, my boy, don't love me like he promised, my boy, my boy, my boy, he ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest.

I sighed as I sat on the bleachers at the Snow Ball, I was watching him and El dance together, I wouldn't have a problem with it since it was her first dance but, when I saw the two kiss, that's when I broke.

Everyone was dancing to the music happily, Dustin with Nancy, Will with some random girl, Lucas with Max and of course, Mike with El.

Tears fell from my eyes and down my rosy cheeks, some kids gave me strange looks and a few of the teachers gave me a look of sympathy.

My boy's being sus, and he don't know how to cuss, he just sounds like he's tryna be his father.

"Just leave me alone, Micheal!" I glared and rolled my eyes, he looked at me in confusion "What'd I do? Hey! What'd I do?!" He yelled as I climbed up the stairs of his basement, reminds me of what his father said at one of their family dinners, like father, like son, I guess.

My boy's an ugly crier, but he's such a pretty liar and by that I mean he said he'd "change".

"Wait Y/n! I promise I didn't mean it! It was in the heat of the moment!" Mike complained and pleaded me to forgive him, I rolled my eyes "I bet you go around and kiss every girl in the heat of the moment, don't you?" "What! No!" He yelled out and threw his hands up.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes "Yeah right, how can I believe you?! For a year all you've been thinking and talking about is a girl you met for a week, and suddenly you're in love with her" I yelled to my boyfriend of three years.

He grabbed my hand "I know! I'm sorry! But please! Give me one more chance!" He frowned "how many chances have I gave you already?" I asked as I set my pointer finger on my chin and tapped it.

He pulled me toward his warm body and smashed his lips onto mine, my eyes widened, it's been more than 353 days since he kissed me like that, he was usually too busy down in his basement, trying to 'communicate' with Eleven.

"Please, take me back" he looked me in my eyes and begged, I sighed and rolled my eyes "one more chance, if you blow it, it's over" I whispered and pulled away from the boy "I promise! I'll do better" he whispered back and pecked my lips again. What a pretty lie.

My boy, my boy, my boy, don't love me like he promised, my boy, my boy, my boy, he ain't a man, he sure as hell ain't honest.

I smiled at the promise ring Mike had bought me for our four year 'anniversary' he said he couldn't bring it to me in person, so he just sent it, he said he had to 'help his friends with something' and that he'd see me soon, little did I know that it was the same ring he gave El.

My boy, my friends, my split ends, (Alright dude, go trip over a knife) My boy, my boy, my boy, don't love me like he promised, my boy, my boy, my boy, he ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest.

You want me to be yours well then you got to be mine, and if you want a good girl, then goodbye. You want me to be yours well then you got to be mine, and if you want a good girl, then goodbye.

I sighed and wiped my wet eyes "I should've known" I whispered to myself and threw 'my' ring in the public trashcan, I rolled my eyes and looked at the sign of the new town my family had moved to "new school, new you" I whispered to myself and gripped the strap on my backpack "Derry high school, here I come." Hopefully it'll be better than Hawkins.

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