Trigger Warnings: Profanity
Mike's POV:
What the hell was that? I run my hands through my hand while pacing back and forth in my room. Why couldn't I just leave Will in peace to ride his bike? Why did I have to check on him? Why have I been acting and feeling so weird?
"Mike! Dinners ready!" My mom interrupts my thoughts.
I groan and slowly walk down the stairs. I honestly just wanna sit and think all day. It's fun to sometimes get lost in thought.
I sit down at the table, my shoulders hunched over. My parents talk about something I'm too bored about to listen to, while I pick at my potatoes. This is how dinner always is like this. Holly sometimes throws her food but today I think she's just hungry.
After dinner I sprint up to my room and grab my walkie talkie. I know we rarely use them now but maybe he has his on. Maybe.
"Will?" I ask into the walkie talkie. "Are you there? Over."
I wait and study the static noise. I'm about to try another channel when the static changes.
"Mike?" I hear.
"Will? Over." I ask hopefully
"No this is Dustin. What are you doing on this channel?"
"Oh nothing. I have a question for Will, but I'm too lazy to go over to his house. Over." I lie. Honestly I don't know why I wanted to call Will. I don't really have a reason.
"Oh. Alright. See ya tomorrow!"
"You too! Over and out."
I pull the antenna on my walkie talkie down and throw it on my bed. I run my hands through my hair and try to figure out what the fuck is wrong with me.
I realize I just need to do something to loose myself. Something so I can escape. I go over to the box of cassettes and try to find anything I can listen to.
Then I see it. Combat Rock, The Clash. A smile comes to my face as I remember how Will was obsessed with that song Should I Stay or Should I go. I put the cassette in my dad's Walkman I stole and listen closely to the music. I can almost hear Will singing along. As if he's right next to me. I can't help but smiling.
I replay the song a few times, listening closely, as if I'm trying to memorize it. My heart flutters every time I'm reminded of Will and my smile grows every time I replay it.
I wake up laying on my counter, while the tune of Should I Stay or Should I go is still playing through the walkman. I look over at my clock. It's 8:03.
"Shit!" I scream, throwing on the closest coat. I run to the kitchen. My mother is on the phone and has some wine in her hand. Most likely gossiping with some of her upper class friends. I have time to roll my eyes before I head out the door.
When I get outside I see Hopper's car. Shit shit shit!
"I'm so sorry!" I say as I walk in his car. "I over slept."
El smiles her cute smile. "It's okay Mikey. Just remember your alarm clock tomorrow."
I giggle. "I will."
I give her a peck on the cheek. She blushes and Hopper rolls his eyes. Hopper drives in silence as ask and I giggle together. See Mike! This is exactly who you are. You are in love with this beautiful girl. She's perfect.
El's smile warms my heart. I look over and press my lips to her forehead. I close my eyes and for a split second imagine it's Will. I pull away quick.
"You Okay?" El asks concerned
"Yeah." I lie. My cheeks get red. "Yeah. I'm fine."
Why do you lie? I remember El asking me earlier this summer. But now I'm asking it to myself
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Helloooooo! I think this chapter is a bit longer but idk. Thank you so much for reading it, feedback is much appreciated!
-KellByers.Unedited

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RomanceLove hurts most when you have to deny it for so long and get lost in your lies