Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

be more chill but its gay(er)

hehe

michaels pov
i grab my hoodie and make my way through the house, eating breakfast and getting ready, and hop into my PT cruiser and drive to school.

~lunch~

i plop down my lunch tray and groan.

"well, hello to you too, michael."

"hey christine." i mumble. my best friend, christine.

"what happened now?" she asks.

"i completely embarrassed myself in front of jeremyyyyyy~~. he caught me staring at him and when he smiled at me, i ran off." i lay my head on the table.

"sounds tough." she laughs.

"this is no laughing matter, chrissy. i'm gonna die alone if i can't ask him out."

"then ask. him. out."

"no." i deadpan.

"see, that's your problem." christine points out.

i shrug and stare at jeremy across the lunch room.

he's at the popular table, which is another problem. he's popular, as in he'll never date me, since i'm a loser.

i somehow catch his eye and he waves at me, my eyes widen at the fact he actually acknowledged me and i wave back.

jeremys pov
i find michael staring at me and i wave at him. he waved back and— he's just so cute. it shouldn't be possible to be this cute. after he looks away, i let out a love drunk sigh.

"ooooh, jeremys crushing." rich teased. i blush and look away from him.

"no i'm not." i mutter.

"you totally are." brooke laughs.

"it's that michael kid." jenna said, because she knows everything. everyone looks at michael.

"guys! stop looking at him. he doesn't like it." i murmur. i may or may not know a lot about michael, but not iN A CREEPY WAY, I SWEAR!

jake quickly got up and walked over. shit...

michaels pov
out of the corner of my eye, i saw jake walking towards me?

"hey, michael, right?" i nod.

"so my friend jeremy wants to tell you something." jake said.

"ok...?" i say.

i saw jeremy run out into the hallway and i followed him, even though i think he was avoiding me.

"hey, are you ok?" i ask, putting my hand on his shoulder.

he turned around, "no, i'm not. my friends won't get off my back. they keep teasing me about my crush on you and they're forcing me to ask you out. which honestly i would love to do, but i'm too nervous."

i giggle, "i think you just did."

"....fuck. sorry i'm just stressed and i really like you and i... i was wondering... umm.... do you want to go to the arcade with me? friday at 7:00?"

i lean in and kiss him and i felt him smile against my lips. "i would love to." i whisper.