Chapter 12

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"Holy shit." Calum said as we squeezed into a booth at McDonald's. "We're legal." Ashton started in talking about all the things they could do now. I didn't pay much attention to graduation besides when my name was called. I didn't care to be honest. Most of those people were dumb asses anyways. "Ash, Cal and I are starting a band." Mikey said casually. Daizha laughed her ass off and I chuckled a bit. None of them took anything seriously. "If you start a band then so can we." Dai said. I think it was meant to prove a point but it's actually not that bad of an idea. "You're just jealous of my talent." Mikey said to me, laughing. I rolled my eyes and laughed with him. "Ash do you and Milka want to go get the food?" Calum asked. We were all too lazy to get up. Ashton groaned in response meaning no but Milka just laughed and dragged him along. Every time we come here, we get nothing but french fries. They're the least disgusting food this place had to offer. "Maddy" Calum said and threw a crumpled up napkin at me. "Fucking asian" I muttered under my breath causing him to kick me. "What?" I replied defensively. "I was talking about Daizha. She fucking an Asian." They both kicked me and Mikey just laughed at the whole thing making me kick him. "As I was saying, who's house are we staying at tonight?" Cal asked. We all looked at Daizha. "My mom doesn't leave until 6." She complained trying to keep us out of the house. Her mom has no idea we come over but Dai is still paranoid. "Pleeeaaassse?" We begged until she gave up. "Fine." She looked mildly pissed off but laughed at our desperation. When Milka and Ash returned with 3 things of fries, we explained what was happening. After half an hour of eating, teasing, and being threatened by the employees, we finally left. "You need to drop Mikey and I off at my house so he can get his car." I said, remembering that he left it there. Daizha and Calum looked knowingly at each other while Milka said Mikey is friendzoned before fake coughing to cover it up. Despite the awkwardness, they took us back home. "Your keys are in my room." I explained as Daizha's car drove away from my drive way. "Mikey you okay?" I asked. He looked kind of zoned out. "Yeah, I'm fine" he claims but he looked distracted. When we got to my room, he grabbed the keys but turned to face me instead of the door. We made intense eye contact but before I realized what was happening, his lips were on mine. Unlike the other times, I quickly pulled away. "Michael...I just can't do that." I said not wanting to look him in they eyes. He sighed in frustration. "We can't keep fucking doing this" Mikey says to me. His voice is slowly rising. "I don't want to kiss you if you just keep acting like it never fucking happened. I can't be friends with you but I don't want us to be strangers." He sighs and walks to stand by the door. "I want to be with you and not just as friends. You're scared; I get it. You're going to leave; I get it but just at least give me a chance." He asks and looks at me with hopeful eyes. I'm at a complete loss for words. When I don't reply, Mikey walks out the door. All I'm thinking about is how fucking stupid I am. Of course I want to date him but now I'm pissed at him. I get up and see he's still in the driveway. I walk outside and he looks at me expecting me to say something. So I do. "You utter piece of shit. I hate you and your stupid rainbow hair. I can't stand how fucking cheesy and immature you are and you're always so damn nice and innocent one second and then the next you just change into fucking Superman. I hate your fucking adorable smile and bright eyes and-" I could have gone on forever. I probably would have if he didn't kiss me mid-sentence. Something changed. My mind shut up. Even my subconscious knew where to draw the line. I needed this. I could feel electricity where his hand was grabbing my wrist. It shot up my arm to where our lips were connected. "Be my girlfriend" He didn't ask but there was this nervous look in his eyes reassuring me that I could say no. But fuck it. "Okay."

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