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Hey There 'Miah - Songfic

I'll tell you when to start the song. Also the squip will never happen in this. 'Miah is short for Jeremiah if you didn't know.

Flashback to 6th grade
Michaels POV

I cant believe this, Jeremy's moving. To Chicago. I can't survive without him. I just can't. He just told me over the phone, I'm still heartbroken. I haven't even told him I liked him yet and I would much rather do that in person.

I can't do it, how will I survive?

End flashback
Present time: Beginning of Sophomore year

It's been about three years since Jeremy moved away. It's been unbearable without him but I can still talk to him. I still have his number, but recently he's not been answering me.

Well, great. The one person I love won't talk to me. Am I that pathetic? Probably. I learned to play guitar in my free time, which isn't so bad. Like any basic white girl (expect I'm neither white nor a girl) I learned 'Hey There Delilah'. It's Jeremys favorite song.

My moms were out on a date so I had the house to myself. Perfect time to sing and play guitar. I was in my basement and got my guitar out. I started tuning the instrument.

Jeremys POV

I'm so excited to see Michael. I haven't told him yet that I moved back to New Jersey. I only just got to the house yesterday. It's the same house we had before, which surprised me a lot but whatever.

"Dad, I'm going to see Michael!" I yelled to the living room.

I heard an "Ok, you can sleep over if you want" from my dad and exited the house. Michael and I always lived close - only a few blocks apart - so the walk wasn't too long.

Michaels moms car was gone, so I assumed they were on a date. After knocking, I got no response. I still had the spare key Michael gave me, so I just used that. I walked in, and heard a faint sound coming from the basement.

Was that....... strumming?

I quietly walked down the basement stairs and hid behind the doorway, even though he was looking the opposite direction.

Since when did Michael play the guitar?

(Start the song)

After he begun strumming the first chords, I quickly recognized the song. My favorite song. It reminds me of Michael. I listen closely as he starts singing.

"Hey there 'Miah, what's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away, but, boy, tonight you look so pretty
Yes, you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear, it's true

Hey there 'Miah, don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side"

His voice is so perfect.

"Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
What you do to me"

I feel the blush creeping on my face. I can tell he's singing about me.

"Hey there 'Miah, I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, boy
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there 'Miah, I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all"

I don't think I can fall more in love with Michael.

"Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we'd know
That none of them have felt this way
'Miah, I can promise you
That by the time that we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame"

I can feel tears on my cheeks.

"Hey there 'Miah, you be good, and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be makin' history like I do
You know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there 'Miah, here's to you
This one's for you"

I'm officially more in love with Michael, how is that possible?

"Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
What you do to me, oh oh, woah
Oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh
Oh"

Michaels POV

As I finish the song with the last strum, I realize I started crying. Huh, figures. I really miss him.

I stand up to put my guitar away, and after I'm done I get tackled....... in a hug?

Hold on, I thought I was home alone. Are they crying? I look to see who almost tackled me to the ground and my heart stops.

"Jeremy!" I say surprised, happy, and scared that he might have heard me sing.

Instead of answering he just hugs me tighter. I turn around and hug him as tight as possible. With this action, I accidentally knock us both to the floor on the beanbags. We both sit on the beanbags, crying and laughing in each other's arms.

"I thought you weren't coming back!" I choke out between happy sobs.

"No! My dad got a new job here." He laughs between happy tears. Then I realize something.

"You didn't happen to hear anything, did you?" I ask nervously.

"Oh, it's what you do to me." He sang in an angelic voice. My face flushed from his singing and embarrassment.

"So, you heard.....?" He nods in response.

"I love you too." He whispers.

My heart froze. He loves me back? Holy shit. This is definitely the happiest day of my life. Jeremy looks up at me and leans in. I do the same.

When our lips met, I swear fireworks went off. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him closer. Jeremy did the same by putting his arms around my neck. I feel him smile into the kiss and I can't help but do the same.

When we pulled apart for air, we stayed only a few inches apart. Red in the face and smiling like dorks.

Soon after, he just collapsed into my arms again. I hugged him tight, as though if I let go he would vanish.

"I love you so damn much, 'Miah." Only I'm allowed to call him that.

"I love you. Words can't even describe it." I hear him mumble into my neck, where his face was nuzzled.

A few minutes of me stroking his hair and back, I feel his body get heavier. He's falling asleep. I pick him up bridal-style and carry him to the couch behind us, where I lay down and let him sleep on top of me. My arms wrap around him protectively and I hear him hum contently.

Oh, It's what you do to me.

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I knew I wanted to do a songfic where Jeremy catches Michael singing about him, but I didn't know what song. Then I heard this song in the radio. BINGO.