SIDE STAGE TECH

Chapter 6

I ran back to my room, my hand over my mouth. I barged into the bathroom and gripped the sink, staring at myself. My snakebites, shaggy black hair with the little braid, my tear filled eyes, just waiting to overflow. "I'm fucking worthless." I whispered, hating my reflection. But what hurt the most was the fact that I had fallen for Mike. I loved the way he spoke so softly to the few people he talked about. I wanted to be one of those people. I looked down at the sink and cried quietly, my shoulders shaking as I tried to hold in my sobs. How could someone so kind be so terrible. I wouldn't have cared if it weren't for my stupid fucking crush. "Why are you crying?" A voice sounded from the doorway. Mike. "Because of you, fucker." I mumbled, wiping my eyes. "Cause you're an asshole." I pushed past him and crawled into bed without changing. This is going to be a long 10 months if he doesn't drop the fucking "I don't care about anyone tough guy" act. "I'm sorry." He said randomly, five minutes later. "No you aren't." I replied, rolling over. He shrugged and climbed up into his bed. Okay that hurt. He fucking lied to me. I squeezed my eyes shut, letting the hot tears splash into the pillow. I muffled a sob and slowly fell asleep in my own tears.

The next day I avoided Mike as much as possible. I was too shy to make any other friends so I just stuck with Jaime. Mike had been going to the drama room for extra practice for his role of Saliari so he wasn't hanging out with Jaime. The only problem was, that stupid crush I couldn't seem to shake.

***2 month later***

November 14th. Our first showing of the play Amadeus. Of course throughout that those two months, Mike was still a douche, he still made me feel like trash, but he had toned it down a little. Not much, but a little.

The play ran smoothly and perfectly. 2 and a half hours later it was finished. I was completely mesmerized by Mike's talent and emotion that he put into the performance. "You did well." I said to him, I knew he was going to take it kindly but when he made a smart ass remark I still flinched. That was the last straw. "Mike why do you hate me?" I asked, furious with the highly attractive boy in front of me. Thankfully everyone had left the drama room so I was barely shy. "I don't hate you." He sighed, trying to get past me but I blocked his way. "Sure you don't. Then why do you make me feel fucking worthless. Sometimes I even consider ending it all because of you!" I yelled, unable to keep my emotions in check. Guilt flashed across his face. Strange... "Because I like you." He said quietly. "Ha funny way of showing it." I growled. "I'm serious, Tony." He replied. My jaw dropped. "R-really?" I stuttered, my heart soaring. Mike suddenly backed me against the piano, located off to the left side of the stage, slamming his lips against mine. He pushed me backwards as our lips moved together in unison. I could feel his lip ring against my mouth. He but my lower lip and I gasped quietly when his tongue began exploring my mouth. I stumbled backwards and fell onto the piano. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his soft hair. Then it occurred to me. I'm making out with the guy who I thought hated me more than anything. He said he likes me even though he treated me like shit.

We broke apart breathless. "I'm sorry for treating you like I did. I thought you were straight and you wouldn't like me and yeah." Mike trailed off awkwardly.
"How did you find out that I'm gay?" I asked quietly. "I overheard you and Jaime talking a few weeks ago." He replied. "I'm still so sorry." He said, hugging me tightly. "I forgive you." I replied, my heart pounding in my chest. A warning signal went off in my head but I chose to ignore it. Mike smiled. "In that case, would you be willing to give me a chance to be your boyfriend." He asked hopefully.
"Just promise to never hurt me like that again." I said without hesitating. He nodded. "I promise." He said pecking me on the lips.

I guess Jaime was right. I just needed to get past his walls. He slipped his hand into mine and we walked to our dorm. "Better get our stuff ready for class tomorrow." Mike said as we unlocked the door. I nodded and got everything ready for tomorrow. "Goodnight Mike." I mumbled after changing and flopping face first into my bed. "I feel like we could get in trouble for dating and having the same dorm. Maybe we should lay off the cuddling." He laughed.
"That's what the couch is for. So when we don't have homework we can cuddle." I replied. Happiness welled inside of me. I broke his stone walls. He actually likes me and wants to be with me. Maybe life will turn out right for me.

// A/N: Heyyoooo. Break ends tomorrow. Fml. Anyways I changed my username. It is still the same old Daisy. New year new username? I also changed my vine it's: cool gay roomate
So yeah. Okay I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!

~Daisy the cool gay roomate.

Ps: cool gay roomate is a scott pilgrim reference. I guess it could apply to me because I'm as straight as gerard way. XD