An Undead Pair.(old and cringe.. I'm sorry for this.)

♡#86-Diagnosed~R♡

Michael's POV

Noah had been telling me for an hour that we should go to see if I have schizophrenia.

I didn't want too.

I hate going to see docters.

"Michael.. Please."

"No! Stop bothering me.."

"Michael, I want to know if you have it or not. Please? I will leave you alone after."

I groanded.

"Fine! Let me get ready..."

"Thank you."

He kissed my head and I rolled my eye's and walked to the closet.

When we both got ready we went to the docters.

"Hello!"

"Hey, we came to see if my boyfriend has schizophrenia or not."

"Okay."

The lady had told us to wait in the waiting room.

We went into the waiting room and sat down.

We was the only people in there.

I was sitting in my chair with my arms crossed.

"Michael-"

"Fuck off."

He went silent and sighed a bit.

"I'm sorry."

"Mhm."

"I am. I just want to look out for you."

"Sure, suree"

"Quit being mean to me. I am just-"

"Quit being an ashole and making me go to places, or do thing's I don't want too."

"I swear to god Michael. I am not making you do anything. You're just easy to bribe or whater. Now, I am just trying my best to be a good boyfriend for you-"

"Okay, shut the fuck up. Your annoying me."

He went silent and got up, moving as far away from me as he can.

As soon as he did that I felt terrible.

I felt as if I was about to cry.

I looked to the side of me away from Noah so he didn't see me crying.

I had my arms crossed, and my head turned.

I was crying silently so he didn't hear me.

Ugh, why do I do this?