I'm sorry || Michael Mell x reader

Welcome player three!

~Welcome Player Three! Please prepare  for combat~ The game spoke as you connected for the hundredth time that night.

"Gladly." You smiled. The game started, let's just say the others SUCK. (I just don't feel like writing  about the game- moose) "You two should learn how to play this game." You spoke as your avatar shot Jeremy's dead.

"Well you practice while neither of us are playing!" Jeremy spoke aggressively. Jeremy sat to your right, Michael to your left. Michael was focused. You had looked away from the game for a few seconds to taunt Jeremy, but when you looked back your avatar was laying dead. 

"You should learn how to play this game." Michael spoke smuggly and sipped his slushie.

"Oh you're asking for it Mell." You grabbed your controller and respawned.

"Am I now?"

"Yup." A second later both avatars were dead. "What?!"

"How?!"

"You two suck." Jeremy smiled. 

"Dammit Heere!" You yelled as your phone rang. The name was Marina. "What?" You answered.

"Mom said you need to come home, and if you're high again she's making you sleep in the shed." Marina yawned.

"Tell her I'm not high, I just smell like weed cause I've been in Michael's basement. I'll be back in a few minutes." You hung up the phone and stood. "Oh shit. It's late. They've already had dinner then."

"I should get going too. My dad said to come home tonight." Jeremy sat his controller down and stood next to you.

"Want me to drive you? We can grab something to eat really quick." Michael stood as well.

"I'm down, but you gotta take me to school tomorrow since I'm leaving my moped." You crossed your arms.

"Deal. Jeremy?"

"Sure. You know I never pass up chances to hang with my two favorite people." Jeremy blushed a little.

"Aww, we're your favowite people?" You teased and followed the others  to the back basement door. 

"Seriously, I love hanging out with you two. I don't think anyone's as cool as my two vintage cassettes." Michael threw his arms over your's and Jeremy's shoulders.

"That's fucking GAY." You laughed. 

"Yeah yeah. For that you get to sit in the back." 

"Sorry." Jeremy smiled at you. You glared back. As you made it to the PT Cruiser you climbed into the back seat. The floor was covered in old magazines, empty slushie cups, and old fast food bags. It smelled like old weed, everything about the car screamed "hey the kids in here are total stoners and hang out to much."

"What do you guys want?" Michael pulled up to the the drive thru.

"A shit ton of fries and milkshakes." You leaned forward. Who needs seatbelts, right?

"Okay, Jeremy?"

"Usual." Jeremy spoke awkwardly. Michael casually ordered the meals, he got you a proper meal with a milkshake, and pulled through.

"This is bull!" You cried as you were handed your food. "I can't believe you guys care enough about me to get me a proper meal."

"You need to eat. You can't survive off of fries and slushies." Jeremy looked back at you. "Wait, you can't right?"

"I guess not." You sighed in amusement. 

"Alright (Y/n), here's your stop." Michael pulled into your driveway and stopped next to Marina's baby blue mustang. "How does she drive that thing?"

"Dangerously. Look, you guys should come in, we can eat inside. I'm sure Mrs. Drake would love to see you two!" You opened the car door. A second later the boys did the same. "Oh yeah the party continues!" 

"You know our parties don't stop until the sun comes up! A-although sometimes they end early cause school." Jeremy laughed.

"Yeah yeah." You chuckled.

"Are you two high?" Michael looked back.

"Pff I wish."

"Okay before you three come in I have to make sure you're not high, drunk, hungover, you know how it works. Come on, each of you." Marina crossed her arms. One by one you stepped up to your adoptive sister so she could allow you access into the house. "Alright, you all need to brush your teeth." Marina walked away from the door.

"Finally." You muttered.

"Alright, I'm hungry now so if you two are gonna stand there I'm gonna go in and eat." Jeremy walked through the door. 

"Alright, alright." Michael followed and you followed Michael.

"You two are so lame." You sat at the table.

~a certain amount of time later~

"Bye guys!" You waved as Michael and Jeremy sat in the PT Cruiser.

"I'll come pick you up tomorrow!" Michael closed his door. You closed the front door and turned around, falling back in shock. "Dammit Atticus!" Your adoptive brother had his arms crossed. Marina was standing on the stairs behind him.

"You have a crush." Marina smirked. Her blue-green dreadlocks fell over her shoulder. 

"On your best friend." Atticus cocked his head.

"What?" You sounded offended. "I would never crush on Jeremy!"

"Oh we don't mean Jeremy."

"We mean Michael." Marina walked down the stairs.

"Michael?" You busted out laughing and held your stomach. "Oh god that's the funniest thing you two have ever told me. Oh you guys are funnny. I'm heading to bed guys. Love you!" You walked up the stairs and into your room, laying in your bed without bothering to change. You couldn't wait to see Jeremy and Michael again tomorrow. Especially Michael.

Wait... what?