𝔐𝔶 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔢

Ch.2

Michaels POV

I don't understand why, but when I woke up, I felt as if I was missing something. My heart was racing and I was sweating. I threw off the blanket and groaned, rubbing my face. My entire body was stiff as I stared at the ceiling. I really didn't like this feeling.

I forced myself out of bed and looked at my clock. "4:27?" I mumbled to myself out loud. I never wake up this early, for anything. Still, I grabbed my phone and walked to the bathroom, throwing off my pajamas and turning on the shower. I stepped in, holding my phone.

The water always feels amazing on days like this. Though, it was abnormal for me to bring my phone in the shower, I always fear that i'm going to break my phone this way. I sigh and open up my phone. I go to instagram and click on the chat, rereading some of the old texts. That conversation was ridiculous.

Suddenly, I see the word "Typing..."

Noah: Nice to see you on so early, love

I forgot that my profile showed my online status. Shit. I thought I turned that off!

Michael: Don't get used to it.

Noah: Haha alright, gorgeous.

I immediately started blushing. Why was I acting like this? The warm shower started to feel hot. God, I hated this.

Michael: Shut up. You're so annoying.

Noah: That's not very nice :(

Michael: Good.

Noah: You're adorable. We should go out soon. That would be fun ;)

Michael: Ugh

I turned off my phone and put it down. He really was a creep. I got out the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I grabbed my phone and crept into my room. I still had no idea what time it was! I shut the door behind me and looked at my clock, again. "5:04? How long was I texting him for?" I questioned myself.

I went to my drawer and slid on my boxers, cursing myself. I don't understand what i'm feeling. My heart beat faster at the thought of him. I didn't even know him! I realized that the time seemed to be faster when I thought about him. I slapped myself and continued to get dressed.

Noahs POV

I groaned as the teacher went on with the lesson. English was far too simple for this BS. I looked around. I had to get out of here. I sighed dishonorably and raised my hand. "Yes, Ms. Collins?" I rolled my eyes at her purposely misgendering me.

"I need to go to the bathroom." I stated, managing a smile. I could see the teacher rolling her eyes before she said, "Take the pass and go." I nearly started praying until I heard her say, "You have 10 minutes." My jaw hung open in disbelief. Ah, curse you school! I stomped out the door.

To the left of me, coincidentally, was Michael. He was walking down the hallway, towards ME. He didn't seem to notice me as he was hung on his phone, tapping away at the screen almost aggressively. It was apparent he was in a bad mood, and late to class. This seemed like my chance to talk to him. I walked toward him, stopping mid way as he froze in place and sighed.

"How am I suppose to approach him?" I thought to myself. "I don't want to scare him off-!" I was cut off from my thoughts when he bumped into me. I stumbled back with a low grunt, expecting to hit the cold hard floor. Instead, I felt warmth. Michael caught me mid-fall, his icy blue eyes staring straight into my soul. "Are you ok?" He asked concerned. "What are ya doing just standing out here?"