Better When I'm With You (Expensive Headphones: Michael Mell x Rich Goranski)

2| Oversized Hoodie

*Rich POV*

We walked out of the nurse's room and into the hall. Michael and I made successful small talk, I learned his favorite color, band, book, etc. He's probably more passionate about Bob Marely than Christine is about drama. 

I grinned, "Yea, my favorite book has been Simon Vs. The Homosapiean Agenda, for the longest time. It's nice to have a character you can relate to." Michael laughed in shock, "Wow, I did not take the Richard Goranski to be a reader."

I think back to my old personality, the bully who cared for no one. I hated the person I was becoming. Michael must've hated me too, I made his life a living hell. I hope we can get past that.

Headphones kept a grin on his face, "I'm beginning to like this new Richard Goranski." My face flushed pink and I felt my heart skip a beat. There's no controlling bisexual thoughts. Once my face returned to normal I attempted to make a move.

I sneaked an arm around his waist and pulled him in, "Are you flirting with meee?~" Now, it was Michael's face who flushed red. He turned to the side trying to avoid eye contact but his cheeks gave him away. 

"Are you blushing Mikeyyy?" He turned my way and gave me a smile, "You wish Goranski." Michael's hair fell into his eyes and small beads of  sweat  were placed at  the tip of his nose, his cheeks were still visibily pink. I felt the pain of bisexual distress, he is too cute  for this world.

Michael and I found our way to his car. We awkwardly stood next to the vehicle in silence, I guess this is where we say bye. 

"Michael, thank you for watching over me today, it means a lot. I honestly wouldn't have been able to survive today without you." He chuckled and put his right headphone on, "Dont worry about it. I'm always here for you if you ever need anything." "Thanks."

I looked up, grey dark clouds and thunder interrupted our small conversation. I'm walking home, it better not fucking rain. "Hey...I'm gonna start walking home, don't wanna get rained on." 

Michael tilted his head slightly and began to get into his car, "Dont worry about it, hop in." That wasn't the response I expected. "No it's okay, I don't need to bother you any more than I already have." "Let me take you home, it's freezing and  I don't want you  catching  a cold."

As if on cue, it didn't only begin to rain, but shower, everything was soaked within seconds. 

Inside the car, Michael spun his keys around his finger, "Still wanna walk home?" It didnt take me long to run inside his car. 

As Michael pulled out of  the school he turned  on the radio. To my suprise he wasn't blasting Bob Marley, but an interesting pop song.

"It's you, it's you, it's all for you 

Everything I do

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tell me all the things you want to do

I heard that you like the bad girls honey, is that true?

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two"

This song was an intresting  pick, yet,  it couldn't have better described the feelings I have for a certain anti-social boy in this car. If it wasn't obvious, the person I was so hopelessly in love with my freshman year was Michael Mell. 

At  a red light Michael glanced at me, "You're shivering." My tank top clung to my chest and my pants were dripping, I wasn't exactly warm. "Its fine, when I'm home I'll take a shower."

Michael took off his sweater and threw it at me, it was soft and smelled like him.....and like weed.    "Michael this smells like pot," I laughed. When I tried to put it on fabric stuck to my damp skin and my arms and head got trapped inside.

"Don't act like you don't like the smell." Michael leaned over to me and helped me put it on, it was huge on me. Damn my shortness. "This is so big on me, I look like a toddler- woah." Michael hasn't leaned away, his face was close to mine and inching closer.

No one feature made him so handsome, though his eyes come close. People always talk about eye color, as if that were of importance, yet his would be beautiful in any shade. 

Michael's eyes were a deep brown, with a mischievous glint that seemed to reflect the corners of his mouth, they were fighting a smile. "Like what you see Mell?" He leaned even closer and bit his lip. "Maybe I do." 

I cupped his face with my hand and stared at his lips, they looked so soft. I was leaning in until we both jumped back. Several cars were honking at us, the light was no longer red. 

We both sat in silence as he continued to drive. I can't believe I almost kissed him. Oh my god. I almost kissed Michael fuckin Mell. My head was spinning out of control.

"Rich, is this your house?" I looked outside, "Y-yea, thath it." Fuck...my lisp slipped out.

 I opened the door and began to get out, "Thanks for the ride." I was extra careful to not let my lisp slip out again. Michael winked, "Anytime." Before I left I popped my head back in the car, "Next time air out your car, all I can smell is weed." He gave me a thumbs up, "I'll keep that in mind." I took one last glance of him before I shut the door.

Outside was hell, my shoes were soggy and Michael's jacket was starting to get wet. I ran to my porch and quickly unlocked the door.

I threw myself inside my room and into my bed. My mind was doing flips and cartwheels for gods sake. I squealed to myself, I can't believe I almost kissed him. Ughhhhh...why couldn't that light have stayed red a little longer?

Once I was mentally sane again, I began to take off my wet clothes. It was quite a struggle, all the fabric was stuck to my skin and refused to come off. 

I had barely gotten Michael's jacket and my shirt off when the doorbell rang. My dad? He's home earlier than he usually is. 

"Give me a minute!"

As if my response meant nothing the bell rang 10x faster. It is pretty cold outside...fuck it, I'll just let him in. 

I went to go open the door, "What lost your key agai- Michael?!" He was standing outside in nothing but a t-shirt and jeans. Once he saw the door open he lunged himself inside. 

My back hit the floor while Michael was on top of me, our legs were a tangeled mess and his face hovered a few inches before mine. 

We just stared into eachothers eyes, honestly it seems like our only source of communication. When I looked at him, I felt evey negative emotion evaporate from my chest. 

Michael held my gaze, all I felt was warmth and comfort.

I cracked a joke, "Take a picture, It'll last longer." He snorts and tilted back a little, he's looking down at me. 

After a few seconds he got up and turned to the window, "It's raining outside and my car broke down, can I stay here for a bit?"

This is my second chapter, I know I'm not the best at writing but I'm trying my best. I'm open to all criticism so dont be shy😂 This ship needs more love. OwO I'll try to update more often but it's almost finals week soooo I also gotta study😅😂 We'll see where this story goes..