My Favorite Person (Boyf Riends Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

  A couple weeks passed. Michael and Jeremy fully repaired their friendship, though Michael still refused any apology Jeremy would try to give. 

  I love you, but I'm still unhappy about what you did. 

  They shuffled down the hallway together Thursday afternoon, leaning close to each other to talk over the roar of the students around them.

  "Seriously though, they should make a second game. I think it'd be so good."

  "They won't, I bet you. They'll probably make a DLC at most." 

  "I'd hope they-" Michael was interrupted by the bell of the intercom system. 

  "Attention, students. Please make sure that all students fees have been paid before purchasing prom tickets. Again, please make sure all fees are paid before purchasing tickets for prom."

  Prom. 

  This is an opportunity, Michael.

  Oh, knock it off. Don't say "Michael".

  Fine, fine. Still, I'm sure that this would be a chance to explore more with Jeremy. 

  What, ask him to prom? And then...what?

  Just think on it. 

  "Do you have any plans for prom?" Jeremy asked.

  "What? No, not yet." Michael shifted. 

  "Alright. Rich asked me if I would be doing anything and I haven't decided yet." Jeremy looked at the floor, watching his feet walk. 

  They slowed at the door to Jeremy's sixth hour classroom. "Well, if you want to do anything, let me know." Michael said.

  Stupid! Why did I say that?

  It's okay, relax. 

 "Yeah, sure. See you after class." Jeremy entered the classroom. 

  Michael sighed, quickly turning on his heels and pushing through the students to his own classroom.

  A hand quickly brushed against his shoulder. "Text me during class." Michael whipped his head around to see Rich disappear into the crowd. 

  Michael discreetly pulled his phone out under the desk and saw the message from Rich. 

  "Heyyy."

  He opened the messenger and entered Rich's conversation. 

  "Hello."

  "Prom!!"

  "Yeah what about it?"

  "Uh hello? Its an opportunity for you!"

  "Yeah ik. I just don't know what id do yknow? Like do I just ask him to prom or what?"

  "Yessss."

  "Maybe. I'll think about it." 

  "Okay! Michael, if you want, I can talk to Jeremy for you."

  "What do you mean?"

  "Well, let's just say I had a much easier time coming out when I knew that I was surrounded by people who could support me, y'know?"

  "I guess so. But we don't even know if he's thinking about stuff like that."

  "That's true, we don't know. Still, we can't say that he hasn't considered anything."