Meeting Nash Grier

Mike

When i got home I saw Mike on the floor. I ran over to him. He was watching tv. His favorite show Pretty Little Liars.
"Dude you scared me. Why are you watching this without me?" I smiled.
"You are never home anymore. So whats the point?" He said sadly.
"Mike. You are older than me. I thought you can handle being here by yourself. " I stated.
I sat next to him and rubbed his back. He looked really sad and worried.
" Mike is everything okay?"
" Your never home and when you are you sit on your beanbag watching Nash Grier stuff. And the only reason you got a job was for his merchandise." He said.
I stated " Ya but.." I was speechless.
" If there was Mike merchandise I guarantee you wouldn't buy it." He said.
"Mike. Thats because I already know a lot about you. Look its been a long morning I need to rest we can finish this talk later." I ran to my room.
"Whatever." He screamed.
I thought about what Mike had said. Hey if he was an upsessed teen girl he would understand. As I was thinking I fell asleep.
"Alyssa!!!!!!!!! Come on we gotta catch up on Pretty Little Liars. Were about to find out who killed Ian."
I jumped up. I had been asleep for 4 hours.
"Okay coming. Start making popcorn I will be right out. Extra butter. " I screamed.
I put a mess bun in my hair with a t-shirt and some old sweats. I looked in the mirror. I looked tired from working. School. Sleep. Work. Thats all I could think about.
"Holy crap i forgot to text Emily. Shit." I whispered.
I got my phone out.
Me: hey Im so sorry i was tired.
Emily: its okay. Tomorrow?
Me: If i have time.
Emily: okay 😕
Me: im going to go watch Mikes show. Bye
Emily: ...
Everyone hates me.