Bathroom Confessions
*Mike's PoV*
"W-who do you like?" I'm about to really regret asking that I know it. Will's face is one of complete shock and he blushes furiously. "Y-you don't have to answer now I was just curious I'm so sorry if I made you uncomfortable at all I-"
"Mike... it's fine I promise. I don't really have a crush anyway," he replies. Oh well. A small part of me wanted him to say, "it's you". I have no idea why but it did. "But you have Jane! You are dating her! You can't like Will!" But I did anyway. Whatever my brain wanted my heart did not. I am at war. And it was inevitable. "Will or Jane? Sure, Jane is pretty but, she's been so distant lately. Off with her horrid friends. But Will, well he's... perfect. His huge, innocent eyes and his small stature. His plump lips and rosy cheeks," I mused. Fuck... I like Will Byers...
"Mike? Ya good there?" Shit. I must have zoned out completely. Will gently put his hand on mine and looked at me with such compassion. A thought came to me. "Why don't I just break up with Jane? I obviously don't love her anymore, so why continue the relationship?" I quickly stand up, cheeks still tinted pink.
"Uhh I'm going to see if the phone lines are working," I mumble. Will get's up as well and looks up at me.
"O-ok then. Can I come with you?" I nod and the tiny boy beams. God I love him...
We both walk to the phone hanging on the wall in the staff room and I begin to dial Jane's number.
~Ring~
~Ring~
~Ring~
"Hello?"
"Hi Jane," I can hear the sound of someone scrambling off a bed...
"M-Mike? Uhh hi. I-is there something you need?"
"No Jane. But i was wondering..."
"..."
"I want to break up with you Jane"
"W-WHAT?! WHY?!"
"I don't love you anymore and I think...you don't love me anymore either"
*Sigh* "Yeah... I'm sorry Mike I really am. But you're right..."
"Who is he? The boy you're seeing?"
"Well... It's a girl a-and her name is Max"
"Hmm ok. Wait... is she friends with Will Byers?"
"I-I think so. So do you have anyone new in your life?"
"W-well I guess. I don't think they love me but..."
"I'm sure they do Mike. They got a name?"
"Uhhh... yeah?"
"And it is...?"
*whispered* "W-Will Byers"
"OMG!! I TOTALLY SHIP IT!"
"Jesus Jane! Keep your voice down! He's with me now. We got stuck in the library"
"Oops sorry... So have you guys... ya know?"
"NO! JANE WHY WOULD YOU-... why would you think that?"
"Holy shit chill! It was just a question. Unless..."
"I am going to MURDER you!"
"I'll stop I promise. You should get back to him though."
"Yeah... See ya Jane!"
"Go get him Mikey!"
*b l e e e e e e e e e e e e e p*
I turn back around to see Will standing in the doorway, eyes wide. Did he...?
*Will's PoV*
I have no idea if Mike knew this but... he's loud. I could hear everything. The whole conversation. "H-he likes me?" I think I heard him wrong but... maybe
"W-Will?" Mike and I were just standing frozen, staring at each other. "H-how much of that did you hear?" I don't know what to do. I have two options...
1) Talk to him
2) Run for my life
I pick the latter. I make a mad dash for the bathrooms in pure fear. I reach the first stall and slam the door closed, locking it. I slump onto the toilet seat and bury my face in my hands, tears threatening to spill like waterfalls out of my eyes. Mike's footsteps are booming and I feel dizzy. My reality becomes a blur, spinning faster than the wheels of a car.
"Will?! Will are you there?" Mike's voice feels like a monstrous wave of relief crashing down on me. He started banging on the door and calling out my name, before sliding down to the floor.
"Will I'm so sorry. I understand if you don't want to be my friend anymore. I guess I just always loved you. Deep down. Every day you weren't in my life I felt myself becoming emptier and emptier. It was pure hell without you by my side Will. I just want you to know that," he sobbed. "Oh my god... h-he loves me" He loves me and I...
"I love him"
I unlock the stall door to find mighty Mike Wheeler sitting on the grimy floor crying his eyes out. He looks up into my eyes with the most sorrow-filled expression on his face.
"Mike..." He tenses up and hides his head in his knees
"It's fine Will. You don't have to pretend to be sorry. I get it. I really do," he softly says. I crouch down to his level and lightly tugs on his arms. They soon fall to his side but he continues to hide his beautiful face from me.
"You really don't get it Wheeler. You really fucking don't," I reply. As I do, I gently lift his face up so his starry, red eyes are looking into mine. In the heat of the moment, my body moves in a flash so my face and his were ever-so-slightly touching. And in those few seconds, the gap between us closed. The kiss was sweet and our lips moved completely in synch. His lips were soft and a little chapped but I didn't care. After a while, we broke away for air.
"Holy shit Byers! I didn't know you could kiss!" I just giggled breathlessly and pecked the very tip of his nose. He smiled
"I love you too Mike... more than you know," I whisper. Mike's smile widens and he stands up, towering above me.
"William Byers, I have loved you from the day we met, not matter how hard i tried to deny it. Will you give me the honor of being my boyfriend?" Mike grabs my hand and brings it up to his lips to plant a soft kiss on my knuckles. My eyes fill with tears and I nod my head vigorously.
"Yes! Yes I will!" A small tear slides down the tall boy's face an he grabs my waist, pulling me closer for another kiss...
"I love you Wheeler"
"I love you more Byers"
🖤~Author's Notes~🖤
g o o d e v e n i n g m o r t a l s
im so sorry i haven't updated in forever. my mental health has been literal shit and motivation has been hard to find ngl. still wanna kill myself so that's real fun. i quite enjoyed this chapter tho and i hope you enjoyed reading it.
i've been meaning to mention this before but this book is in fact inspired by 48 Hours by ~Z~ @itsjustbyler (go follow they are fantastic). i love that book so much. it is probably my favorite book on this app.
sorry this chapter was a roller coaster uhhhhhhh
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