LOST (Byler)

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Trigger Warinings: None

Will's POV:

When I ride my bike home and all I can think about is Mike. Sure I just had my first kiss, but I didn't feel anything.

When I get home I see I'm home alone. I think I remember mom mentioning that she had to take the late shift today.

I go to my room and get out my book. We're supposed to read "Gone with the Wind" for english. Honestly it's okay. Just kinda dry.

I look over my shoulder at the nightstand. The drawing of Mike that remains half finished. Grab the drawing and smile down at it. I run my fingers up and down the paper. I stop at his lips. They have always looked soft. I wish he was mine. All mine.

After a while of working on the drawing, I groan. I know I have to do my homework some time. I grab the book off my bed and flip to the page I put my bookmark in. I try to read but I can't. I can't get him out of my mind. Why do I love him. I know he will never love me. Why am I doing this to myself.

I throw my book back on the bed. I run to the kitchen and look for some kinda paper. I find an old sticky note from the counter. I scramble to find a pencil.

Going to Dustin's for help with homework
- Will

I put the note out on the counter. Ever since I went missing my mom has been on my back about letting her know where I am at all times.

I grab my bike from the ground and hop on. I ride. I don't have a destination. I just ride and get lost in my thoughts. Why do I have to be this way. Like boys. It would be so much easier if I just liked a girl like Max or El or Pamela. I feel a tear burn cheek. Why do I have to hurt every time I see El and Mike. Why does he have to be so perfect. And pretty.

I'm about to turn a corner before I hear a familiar voice

"Will! Is that you?"

I turn around with tears in my eyes. It's Mike.

Mike notices my tears. "Are you okay?" He starts to walk closer to me.

"I'm f-fine." I stutter, wiping my tears away.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" Mike is now running.

"N-no. I'm fine. R-really." I force a smile on my face. "Why are you here anyway."

"Oh." Mike's cheeks get red. Is he-. No he can't be. "I just saw you outside my house and I got worried."

Mike and I stare at each other, seven feet apart, for a good minute. I notice his eyes. Big. Brown. Beautiful. I feel my heart leap as he walks toward me slowly. A smile forms on his lips. I remember the picture. I look down and feel my cheeks get hot.

"Do you wanna come over? Or do you wanna be alone." Mike says stopping about three feet away from me.

"I should probably go home. I have that homework to do still." I say looking up. Our eyes meet for a split second and I break the contact before I hop on my bike to leave.

I feel Mike's eyes follow me as I bike away. I feel my heart ache inside of me as I get farther and farther from him. I want more than anything to be with Mike, but I know it would only hurt more because the only thing worse than being away from him, is being with him and knowing he loves El.

And I love him. I hate myself for it.

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Hello! I know this is a shorter chapter, and most of them are short, but I'll gradually try to make them longer. Thank you for 50 views and all of the support 😊😊😊!!!
-KellByers

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