twenty-four ❅

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mike hadn't heard about el in about three weeks. hopper had texted him about her surgery and was trying to update him every single day. but he couldn't help but think about her everyday. he was throwing himself into school, months before graduation and he needed good grades.

that's why he was currently studying and chewing on his wooden pencil. his phone rings and he throws a glance at it. when he sees that it's hopper, he feels himself grow cold.

oh god. is she okay?

"hello? is she okay?" he questions instantly and instead of hopper's gruff voice, it's his girlfriend's voice. she sounds cheerful. she's always cheerful.

"mike."

"oh my god, el." he says, tearing up and he feels relief wash over him. "are you okay? how are you? can i see you?"

el tries not to laugh. "i haven't gotten placed in a room yet... but once i am, i'll tell you to come okay? but i'm okay, mike. i promise.. are you okay?"

"i'm good... how is... everything?"

"the food is shit." el says and mike laughs. "but i'm really okay. the doctor said that the scar will heal in six weeks and that soon, we'll be able to see the results of my surgery... they're focusing on keeping me stable and they want to kick off my therapy as soon as possible since i've been asleep quite a bit."

he's playing with the pencil. "i'm just happy that you're alive. you gave us quite the scare. i had no idea how scary those episodes were."

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean to scare you..." el trails off and mike's instantly shaking his head.

"el, no, no. you didn't do anything... i'm just happy that my girlfriend is okay. i miss you a lot."

"i miss you too. a lot. i'll have my dad bring me my phone tonight and hopefully we can facetime soon, okay?"

"okay." there's noise in the background and he assumes it's the doctor."i love you. i have to go." el says and he's blinking in utter shock.

she's never said that.

she's never —

he goes blank,

"w-what?"but the line goes dead.

. . .

from: mike
you love me?

from: mike
i'm sure i saved a country or a prince for a girl like you to love me.

from: mike
i want to say it, but i want to wait till i see you until i do.

from: mike
text me when you get your phone okay?

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