My Player 1 (BMC Boyf Riends fic)

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i do not recommend reading this unless you know what Be More Chill is, or you will be very confused as to who the people are and wat everything is and why something are important.

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Michael's POV

He pushes me aside and walks out. And i feel like that was him walking out of my life. I can barely contain it and i burst into tears. I walk over to the mirror and i imagine him in the reflection behind me and him smiling and myself also smiling. But it fades. Because thats not my reality anymore. Its not real anymore. That reality is as dead as the zombies wed kill together.

He was always my player two. In life and gaming. I dont notice ive been singing my feelings and i hear someone knocking and i panic, thinking theyre going to start yelling. I warily walk to the door, and as i get there the knocking stops so i open the door and i see Jeremy. I turn away from him and i walk over to the tub and try hiding in it and i keep singing.

I finally stop, and im in tears again. I hug my legs to my chest and try to get it all out. I barely even notice Jeremy walking over to me and hugging me.

"Youll always be my player 1, Michael. Always" he whispers and i cry again and hug him back.

"Do you wanna leave?" He asks me and i nod. He nods and we stand up and i wipe my face and we walk out of the bathroom, hand in hand, faintly hearing Rich frantically asking people for Mountain Dew Red. We get outside the house and i inhale the fresh air, free of alcohol and drugs. Jeremy twitches slightly and hits his head.

"You ok?" I ask. He nods.

"Damn squip wants me to ditch you again." He says, then adds "but im refusing so its mad at me." I look down at my now rainbow shoes. His squip is the cause of all of this and its getting mad at him? I should be getting mad at it. Oh wait, i already am.

"I can walk home. See you later Jeremy" i rush out and start walking away before he can object. Im not getting involved in that again. I hear running behind me and his hand on my shoulder.

"Im walking with you." He says and i smile softly. At least hes talking to me. But i still feel like something is wrong with me if the fucking squip decided "oh hey, its a nerd lets cut him out of  life and his best friend's destroy him in the process!" yup something is wrong. If a damn computer in a pill decides i should be alone then it must be right. I dont bother fighting him. Hes talking to me for once. I might not be talking back but its something at least.

We get to my house and i try rushing in but he starts twitching again, and falls to the ground.

"You ok?" I ask, i cant help it hes my best friend. I crouch down and pick him up.

"Yeah, i-im ok." 

"Do you uhm...do you wanna ride?" I ask.

"What?" He asks looking at me. I randomly feel a small surge of confidence.

"Do you wanna ride?" I ask again, leaning closer to him.

"M-Michael what? W-what do you mean?" He asks, a small blush on his face. I smile.

"Do you wanna ride home? Though a catch, we need to get frozen yogurt first." I say with a smile and his blush deepens.

"I-" he starts but hunches over with his hands on his head.

"SHUT UP!" he yells and hugs me tightly and i hug him back.

"Its alright, ignore him, ok?" I tell him. He nods and lifts his head.

"Now, do you wanna ride? We can go far. Well have to borrow my mothers car. I know you want to so dont you dare say no" i say with a small smirk in his ear. I pull back and see his blush deepened.

"S-sure" he says and i pull him up from the ground and we start walking and i look down and see his fingers intertwined with mine. i smile and we walk towards the frozen yogurt place. i cant help but smile for a while. i think everything might go back to normal. just maybe.