Silly Boy.

Part Four: The phone is ringing

(Sorry the picture attached isn't red hair Mikey but I really thought this picture just....It suits the chapter(?). Okay, not really but I couldn't find my one with Mikey on his phone so....yeah, milkshake Mikey is the next best thing.)

The next morning you awaken to an obnoxious, really loud noise. Ringing, to be exact. You were just about to yell at Mikey to pick up his phone because some people were still trying to sleep when you realize that the ringing was coming from right next to you, on the bedside table. Your cell phone was ringing. At like.....8:00 in the morning on a Saturday. Who the hell did this person think they were?! Had it been any other day, you wouldn't have cared but Saturday was YOUR day. Your day to sleep in until noon or later and then stumble out of bed to have some early brunch or extremely late breakfast. This phone call had better be good.

"Someone better be dying," you say as you grab your phone, seeing Mikey's name displayed across your screen. What the hell was Mikey doing calling you at 8:00 a.m. on a Saturday? Whatever. You answer it despise your growing dislike towards your waker.

"Y/N," Mikey says before you can even get out a 'Hello'. He sounded.....relieved, almost. "I was beginning to think you wouldn't pick up," Mikey breaths, that same relief still on his voice. "Mikey, I love you but it's 8:00 a.m. on a Saturday. Somebody better be dying or some shit like that for you to wake me up like this. Or for you to even be awake yet," you mutter sleepily, wiping your eyes. Mikey only gets up this early for school, otherwise, he sleeps. He sleeps so much that it's practically hibernation.

"I barely slept, Y/N," Mikey conveys. "Got about an hour....maybe two if I'm lucky."

"Mikey, you're gonna kill yourself if you sleep like that."

"I know that, Y/N but I couldn't stop thinking about....well, you know." There it was. The classic 'I stayed up all night thinking about her because I just found out that I'm in love.' Happens all the time in movies. You just never thought that it would happen to your precious little Mikey. "I actually just woke up from this one-hour slumber," Mikey rattles, his words barely making it to your brain. "Yup. First thing I did was call you." Okay, that sounded almost suspicious. Why was he rambling about this? You simply couldn't wrap your head around it. "I woke up and called you, Y/N. First thing. Before anything else", Mikey mutters and that's when it hits you. It hits you like a truck.

You had told Mikey to call 'Little Miss Mystery' first thing when he woke up and then to come and tell you her reaction. And now, here he was, calling you at 8:00 a.m. on a Saturday, rambling on and on about how he called you first thing. You were 'Little Miss Mystery'.....you ARE 'Little Miss Mystery'. Which means....you practically scream with joy. That means Mikey is in love with you and thought you didn't reflect the feelings. He's so fucking stupid.

You were ready to say something, anything just so it wouldn't be awkwardly quiet when you hear Mikey's whisper on the phone. "It's you." He sounded so broken, so lost. "It's always been you. I'm sorry," Mikey whispers. He sounded like he was crying. Wait....did you hear that? That was the sound of your heart shattering into a thousand tiny pieces.

"Mikey, I--" you were going to say that you felt the same but he cuts you off. "No, Y/N. I don't need to hear the 'I-love-you-but-not-in-that-way speech from my bestfriend." Wait...that's right. Bestfriends. You and Mikey are bestfriends, and you always have been. "Michael Gordon Clifford," you say, using your bossy voice that you only used on friends. "I demand that you hang up the phone and march your tiny little ass across the hallway this instant." He doesn't say anything in response but complies to your demand by hanging up the phone. You sit on up in bed in anticipation, running your frantic fingers throught your bed hair to make it look a little less than half decent. Whatever. Mikey has seen you worse. Before you can go on worrying about your appearance, your door swings open and you see Mikey leaning in the door frame.

(A/N Hahaha cliff hangers are the bestest, are they not? I know, I know, I'm a little stinker for doing that to you guys. But it's all about suspense, here, right?! I'd love to know what you guys think so far so feel free to drop some comments. And if you really like it, that magical button that says 'Vote' actually shows your appreciation. It only takes one second out of your day to click that button [a bit of self-promotion there, #SorryNotSorry] . But....