I'm writing this on Halloween so it's probably gonna be published a few days late
I don't really like this, but I haven't updated in ages and you guys deserve a chapter
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Do you wanna know what the worst thing about Halloween is?

Okay saying that makes it sound like I don't like Halloween. I really like halloween. It's like my third favourite event of the year.

But the only bad thing, is that it happens so late in the day.

I have to wait until ass o'clock to get into my costume, and wait even longer to go trick or treating or watch scary movies. For most of the day, I have to just be 'normal' which is gross.

But there is a plus side. When you have two friends (and a boyfriend) who are total Halloween fanatics, they always make sure to make the most of the holiday. This is code for getting high and thirsting over Sarah Michelle Gellar. Candy is there somewhere.

November first hits me like a fucking bus. God. My eyes are closed but the world still seems wayyyyyy too bright. Okay okay okay. Count of three, I'm gonna open my eyes. One . . . two . . . three- AH FUCK.

My head pounds under the bright light of Micheals neon sign. Slowly, my eyes focus on the sign, which proudly reads, "homo". His basement slowly comes into focus, starting with the wooden walls, all the way to the faded couches. With a groan and a creak, I slowly sit up from my beanbag. My headache dies down, but whatever way I slept on my neck makes it hurt like a little bitch.

On the couch opposite me, my boyf is sprawled out on the couch. His glasses are slightly knocked askew as his face is smushed into the couch cushion. I can't help but smile. Rich is asleep on the floor. No pillows or blankets. Just Rich and the rough carpet. Something moves on the beanbag next to me. Jake sits up slowly, clearly going through the same pain that I did.

Welcome to the fucking club, buddy.

He notices me through squinted eyes, cracking a smile.

"Mornin'" he yawns, stretching his arms over his head.

"To you too" I reply, monotone.

Jake raises an eyebrow. "Well someones cranky"

"It was a long night. Excuse me if I'm not a ray of fucking sunshine"

Jake chuckles, picking up a pillow that was on the floor next to him. "Maybe this will cheer you up"

With an athletic throw, he hurls the pillow right at Rich's head. Rich shoots upright with a yell. His head whips his head over to Jake, his tired eyes alive with fury.

"Bitch I wATH THLEEPING?!" He screeches, hurling his whole duvet back at Jake. Since duvets are harder to throw than pillows, it barely travels two feet before landing on the floor.

Richs sudden outburst caused Micheal to wake up with a snort. The Filipino mutters some obscure swear word under his breath as he rubs his eyes.

"Happy Halloween?" He yawns, slowly sitting upright on the couch. I smile at my sleepy boyfriend. His curly hair is in a tussle- wait what's that called . . . sex hair! That's it! Micheal is rocking some serious sex hair. Very hot.

Micheal notices me looking, and smirks.
"Like what you see?"

"Oh you know I do" I reply.

Jake gasps beside me, throwing his hand over his heart dramatically.
"Wow I'm right here but okay"

I raise an eyebrow, butt (A/N ha. Butt) don't say anything. Micheal notices too, but brushes it off as his stomach growls.

"Alright. Breakfast anyone?" He asks, getting up from the couch and stretching.

"Yes please I am STARVING" Jake jumps to his feet. He holds out his hand for me, and pulls me to my feet. Seriously, I know I'm a fucking stick but Jesus Christ he's strong.

"Well someone's feeling gentlemanly today" I remark.

"Only for you, babe" he smiles, pressing a kiss to my lips- wait what.

Wait W H A T

My eyes go wide as Jake pulls back, starting to make his way up the stairs.
"Uh you guys go ahead. I'll just be a minute" I say robotically, still frozen to the spot.

"Yup I need a minute too"
I didn't even notice Micheal until he spoke in a panicked voice. He turns to me as soon as Rich and Jake leave the basement, his eyes wide with fear.

"Jeremy what the fuck?" He asks. He's not mad. He's not accusing. He's just as fucking confuzzled as I am.

"Why did Jake call me babe- and why did he kiss me?" I say quickly, my mind immediately going into overload.

What if when we were drunk last night Jake asked me out or we made out and now we're atig oh god what if I came on to him jesus I'm the worst boyfriend ever I cheated on Micheal what have I done-

"Okay Jer you're clearly going to have a panic attack so just take a second and breath"

Michaels hands on my shoulders and his reassuring voice helps quiet the voices in my head.

I look into his deep brown eyes, feeling almost broken.
"What the fuck is going on Micheal?"

He shakes his head. Wow. Who the the fuck decided to shove two dumbasses into an over complicated situation?

My phone buzzed in my back pocket. Wait did I seriously sleep with my phone in my pocket? God that's weird. Anyways, I take it out to reveal a text from Rich.

𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙨
𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺

My phone nearly slips from my grip. Without a word, I turn the screen to Micheal. His eyes go wide as he reads the text.

"Woah woah woah" he throws his hands in the air. "So you're dating Jake, and I'm dating Rich? Did I just dream dating you for the past two years?"

"Only if we had the same dream!" I exclaim, closing the text.

Bad idea. My phone lock screen catches my eye. A selfie of me and my "boyfriend". Jakes arm is around my neck as he plants a kiss on my cheek.

"What the fuuuUUUUUUCK!" I hurl the phone into the couch like it was going to bite me (KiNkY).

Suddenly, the basement door flies open. A five foot ball of chaos runs down the stairs to us.
"What'th taking you two tho long? Jakey D and I have no fucking idea where any food ith and I'm THTARVING!"

He looks at me, then at Micheal. Then at me. Then at Micheal again.
"You two okay? You look like you thaw a ghotht"

"Rich are you dating Micheal?" I blurt quickly, this animal of jealousy and confusion running amuck through me.

"Duh. Where have you been" he says like it's the most casual thing in the world.

I laugh like a maniac, unsure what to make of the conversation.
"It's official. This is the scariest Halloween ever! the love of my life is dating my ex-bully, and I'm dating the school jock?! WHY WOULD THIS HAPPEN!"

I pace up and down the room, probably looking insane. My hands run through my hair. My palms sweat. My knees shake. What do I do. What's going on.

"Hey babe, you okay?"

When the fuck did Jake get here?! Okay relax. He probably just walked into the room while you've been pacing and panicking.

"Jeremy!"
His firm hands grab my shoulders, halting me. I refuse to look into his eyes. Just staring at the floor.
"Jeremy?"

"JEREMY!"

I shoot upright, drenched in sweat. Micheal sits above me, eyes wide and confused. I'm in bed. I'm in MY bed. Not Micheals basement.
"Michealwe'redatingright?"

He raises an eyebrow, but cracks a smile.
"Yes, we are. Are you okay?"

I let out a sigh of relief, quickly pulling Micheal into a hug.
"I just had the scariest dream ever. The scariest dream of all"

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This sucks. But here you go!

Out of curiosity, what did you dress up as for Halloween? I was deceit from Sanders Sides

It's good to be back
- Avery