My Favorite Person (Boyf Riends Fanfiction)

Chapter 14

"Dude, you've gotten this far. It'd be a little silly if you turned back now." Michael overheard Rich speaking. What is he talking about?

"I know, but--Michael!" Jeremy stopped his sentence. "Hey!"

"Ah, hey." Michael returned to his position on the couch. "Drinks are served."

They ate and drank, the television remaining idle on the lobby page.

"Oh my God, I had a girlfriend my sophomore year that always drank this." Rich held up his can of Coca Cola. "Like, everywhere she went. She'd get in my car holding a bottle of the stuff. Every day."

"Jesus, really?" Jeremy read the label of his Fresca.

"Yeah. She broke up with me going into junior year, but then she really hated me when I told everyone I was bi. I don't know why she was so frustrated about it."

"That sucks." Michael bit into a slice of the gooey pizza.

"Whatever. That's just how people are sometimes." Rich said. "Jeremy, what if you were bi? What would Christine say?"

Jumping right in, Rich.

"Ah, hell, I dunno." Jeremy pondered. "I have no idea what she thinks about all of that." He was quiet for a moment. "Michael, what would you think?"

Michael was startled. "What? If you were bi?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, I dunno." Michael glanced at Rich for assistance, and Rich responded with a small smile. He was excited to see this play out. "I'd support you, of course."

  "Right."

  "I mean, you supported me. So...yeah."

  Jeremy turned to Rich. "Do you know who Michael likes?"

  "Hmm?"

  "He told me he likes somebody, but he won't say who. He also likes men, which makes this even more challenging." Jeremy said. "Do you know who he likes?"

  Rich smirked. "Yeah, I do."

  "What?" Jeremy redirected to Michael. "You tell him, but not me? Your best friend?" He sounded like a soap opera character.

  Yeah, take the hint. I freaking love you.

  "Yep." Michael said smugly.

  "Ah, you jerk." Jeremy gave up.

  "Come on, Jeremy!" Rich laughed.

  "What?"

  "Nothing." Rich shook his head, smiling. He clearly noticed how oblivious Jeremy was.

  Jeremy sighed. It was quiet for a moment before he picked up the conversation again. "Michael, is your Squip activated?"

  Rich shifted uncomfortably, his facial expression changing.

  "Uh, no. I don't think he's activated." Michael pushed up his glasses.

  "You don't think? How do you not know if it's on or not?" A sense of hostility was present in Jeremy's tone.

  "He left a while ago. He doesn't respond right now, so I'm sure he's away."

  "Strange."

  "It's alright. We work with each other."

  "Why'd you buy it in the first place?"

  "Hmm?"

  "Your Squip. Oh! Did you get it to try and get with the person you like?"