𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝 . 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞

—— y/n .

my feelings have grown stronger for both of them. i just don't know what to say. however, i think bryce is fooling around with valerie. i'm still falling for him though. i don't know why.

bryce had just left my house. something urgent came up again, but i doubt it. valerie called him earlier though, it must've been her. sigh.

i went downstairs to go open the door. someone was at my front door, ringing the doorbell repeatedly. i opened it to see mikey. "y/n," he walked in.

"mikey what are you doing here?" i looked at him. he looked as if he ran here. i mean probably, he was out of breath.

he took a moment to breathe. "y/n, i need you to do me a favor." i nodded my head, waiting for him to say something. "i told overtime i was going somewhere, but i just don't wanna film."

i laughed at him. "mikey, you could've just said something." he followed me into the kitchen. i threw him a water bottle from the fridge.

he sat the kitchen island on a stool. "i don't wanna be rude though," mikey chugged the water. it was attractive to me, what that mouth do... no, no. my thoughts need to stop.

i walked over and sat next to him. "you're not being rude. you just want your privacy to be respected." i tried to be civil. he looked at me, like into my eyes. i somewhat found myself falling apart slowly.

he kissed me. we moved in sync, his hands underneath my shirt. he felt all over my torso, making my breath hitch. it was all smooth until his phone rang.

i sat there awkwardly as he spoke to whoever. he ended the call. "i'm sorry, theyre looking for me." referring to overtime. i felt bad, i know he didn't have much love for cameras. yet he still stood in front of them for the people.

"it's okay," i grinned to make him feel better.

i walked him to the door. he put his head down and pecked my lips. "i'll facetime you tonight," i smiled as mikey walked out of my house.

i don't know how to completely feel about mikey. he makes my heart flutter. meanwhile, bryce is also here too. i don't know what to do. i am so fucked up.

i walked up to my room and laid in my bed. all thoughts were running into my head now.

who do i want, what do i need? i am such a bad person for leading them on. i feel bad for bryce, he's just something else. i really like him, yet i'm over here nearly about to get down with mikey.

mikey, i feel even worse. i am causing that boy to fall in love. i don't even know if i am in 'love' with him. i think it is time to take a break from everything.

y/n🧡
dad , can i come visit ?

father💞
of course. i'll let your mom know.

y/n🧡
thanks i miss santa monica.

father💞
i'll call you later about it. how about
this weekend when you don't have school?

y/n🧡
ugh yes. 🥺
read 3:40pm

i just wanna go home and feel free again.