My Favorite Person (Boyf Riends Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

So.

So.

So, what are we going to do?

Michael left his first period class, eyeing Jeremy. The teenager was speaking with Brooke about something that was probably quite important.

We won't do anything for today. Jeremy is spending his time fixing relationships and making amends. Make sure that everything goes smoothly by checking in with him.

Jeremy finished his coversation and the two separated. Brooke left for her second period.

"Jeremy!" Michael approached. "What happened?" He nodded to Brooke.

"I told her about the Squip and stuff. She told me she understood, but she didn't forgive me. I mean, she doesn't have to. I was a bit of a jerk."

He broke her heart after he spent time with Chloe while they were dating. Brooke truly liked him, loser or not, and she was distraught.

Right.

"I think she'll need a bit of time, right? I don't think it'll be easy to fix, but we'll get there." Michael said.

"Yeah..." They walked to their shared second period together. "Oh! I've decided I'm going to talk to Christine tomorrow. My dad talked to me about it and I don't think it'll be that bad. I'll explain what happened to me and ask her to go out." Jeremy nodded.

Crap.

Man, he doesn't waste any time. Don't fret. We'll deal with Christine.

"That's awesome, man! I'll be your wingman in the bushes for your first date, okay?" Michael replied cheerfully.

"Whatever, creep." Jeremy laughed.

You just continue to encourage him even though it hurts you?

I mean, yeah.

That must be heartbreaking.

Yeah, it kinda is.

At lunch, we'll go speak to Christine. Jeremy won't talk with her until the end of the day, I'm sure.

What am I gonna say? "Hi, I'm gay for the guy who likes you, so don't accept his proposal for my sake."?

Not necessarily. We'll get her opinion of Jeremy and take it from there.

Michael let the flood of students push him through the hall as the teens shoved their way to lunch. He attempted to find Christine in the crowd but was unsuccessful as he headed outside. He chose to try the drama room, considering that area was Christine's second home.

He put his hand on the knob to enter the fine arts building.

Hold on. Wait.

Michael stopped.

Open the door a crack, just enough to look in.

He gently turned the handle and leaned into the door, with just enough space for one of his framed eyes to see in.

By the small stage in the large room stood Jeremy and Christine. Their backs were turned and they didn't notice Michael.

"I think...I think I'd like to go out with you." Christine nodded.

No...

Signs of anxious behavior present.

"R-really?" Jeremy stuttered.