michael's Diary // clemmings

were home

so I heard a door slam shut and I knew they were home and I knew I was fucked. they'll probably kick me outbid the band. I hear walking up the stairs it's coming toward my room. shit. act asleep Mikey act asleep.

so I got into bed and I heard shuffling in the hall. "just go in there" I heard someone say "I can't i" I heard another voice. they were just above a whisper but I'm guessing one of them is luke.

the door opened and shut again. I slightly opened my eye and saw luke standing with his heads giants the door. he sighed and I heard a voice through the door. "it's just like 7minutes in heaven." someone said.

"knowing you, more like 7hours in hell. can't this wait he's asleep?"

"it's not hell and you know it. you'd love to be locked in there for 7hours. and who care wake him up."

"fine."

I heard footsteps and then I felt a weight on my bed.

"fuck I can't wake him up he's to cute."

we'll at least I know he still might like me. hopefully. I guess I played fake sleeping good. I felt him lay down next to me and I snuck a look at him. he was facing the ceiling with and arm over is eyes.

"Mikey I do want you in the band. I shouldn't have said no and I know you want to leave but fuck I don't think any of that would matter you probably don't want to be in the band now." he said.

"but I do." I replied and his head quickly turned to face me wide eyed clearly not expecting an answer

"yo-you still want to be in the band!?" he asked

"yeah I do, I was stupid to leave in the first place." I said

he beamed with happiness and excitement and I was happy too but then the cute thing crossed my mind.

"do you really think in cute?" I asked his fce turned a light shade of read and he nodded.

"yeah, yeah I do." he said looking down.

"we'll I think your cute too." and I intertwined my hand with his as we just laid in bed just relaxing.

I'm going to ask him out on a date tomorrow.