𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝 . 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

——mikey . something keeps pulling me back - her .

sometimes i feel as if i try too hard for her. what does she see in him that makes him better. i sighed as i got up for school. it was the first day back at ysidro, it was going to be ass.

i walked out the house and drove to school. i saw sativa in the halls talking to y/n. i would walk over, but i don't need no more reminders that she doesn't want me.

"mikey!" sativa called, but i kept walking. "michael get your ass over here," she was starting to scare me. i walked backwards and turned to face them.

i looked at y/n and looked back at the ground. "what do you need again," i scratched the back of my neck. i hated sativa for this. even though she doesn't know about our little ghosting, hate her anyways.

she thought for a second. i waited on her question, but as i waited i saw bryce from my peripheral vision. he was coming our way. he walked up to y/n and held her from behind. my eyes trailed down to him holding onto her waist.

"i'm just going to go. the other boys need me," i scoffed and walked away. the heavy weighted pain started up once again. not surprised this time. it's starting to numb me now.

today was just like an other day. ignore her, ignore him, and do what i'm supposed to do.

—— 4:30 pm

i was headed home after practice. i passed by her neighborhood and felt myself frown. i know i should get over it, and it trying to. it's just difficult because i really thought there was something else.

"mikey, y/n's coming over for dinner." skye opened the door to tell me and closed it. i cursed to myself. i'm trying to get over her, and this family is really not helping.

i sighed and finished signing a few assignments. "mikey, come downstairs!" dukes called for dinner. i cant starve myself, i might as well go down there.

i walked downstairs to see y/n messing with marvin. "hey," i sat down next to her. she smiled at me and looked away to continue talking to marvin.

"so, how was school today?" my dad came to sit after getting a pitcher of water from the fridge.

i smiled and poured myself a cup. "it was alright," as i lied i could feel her eyes on me. i poured her water too. the tension between us two was fairly high.

y/n took a sip before responding. i placed my hand onto her thigh, making her choke. my parents looked at her wondering if she was okay.

"sorry," she removed my hand. "it was good though." she messed with my fingers and wrapped her pinky on mine, making me smile.

we finished up and it was just us two out here. i was doing dishes with her, and she put them in the dishwasher. "what was that?" she giggled to herself, referring to earlier.

"nothing," i acted as if i didn't know what she was talking about. y/n shook her head with a smile. "how's bryce?"

she mugged me. "stop with that,"

"just asking," i gave her the last dish. she placed it inside and closed the dishwasher, turning it on.

"mikey?" she turned towards me. i faced her and looked down. y/n was trying to find her words, but couldn't. she lifted her head up and kissed me.

i kissed back, this felt right.