"What was that? You picked it because your a fag?" Troy teased

Troy pulled Will outside to beat him up

After a few punches and kicks Troy pulled out a pocket knife and started lifting Wills sleeves

"Holy shit. Your a mental person" Troy said standing up

"Fuck this I'm leaving" Troy left

For once he left him alone

He went back inside to buy the sharpener and walked to the park using a trail so the party won't see him

He sat down and started drinking out of the two bottles he had

"I need that feeling back. The feeling of being held.. luckily alcohol gave me that" Will laughed

Mike's pov

"FUCK! We can't find him!" I yelled stepping off my bike

"It's going to be okay" Dustin said

"No..No.. you don't get it.. I love him. So much I can't lose him" I started crying

"Oh.. I never knew." Dustin said

"We did" the rest of the gang said

"Oh. I thought I hid it well" I said

"We will find him" Max said

"We will help him and listen to him. We will do whatever to make him stop doing this" El said

"Okay.. let's go" I said going onto my bike

We drove around Hawkins for a while and finally found Will. He was at the swingsets we met at

I walked over to him without say a word

"Hi Mikey! Michelangelo. Mike the man. Mikel likel. Pretty boy Mikey" Will laughed calling me names

"Will... come back" I say

"Nope. Not yet" he slurred

The whole gang was standing behind us

Will stands up and cups my face again

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are? Your like, so pretty" he said as he cocked his head and stroked my face with a slight smile

"Gayyyy" Lucas laughed

"Your right. I am gay. Now, back to you Mikey." He said smiling

"Oh shit they might actually work together" Dustin said

I just stand there red as a tomato

"You even more pretty with a red face, you know? Have I ever told you that I was jealous of El for being your girlfriend? I wanted to be your boyfriend, so badly." He said playing with my hair

"Oh.. umm-" I was interrupted

"Will he likes you too. Kiss him" Max said annoyed

"Shut up Max!" I said

"Is that true, Wheeler? You like me? Even after everything that happened?" Will said tracing his finger on my face

"Your face is so.. so.. what's that word? Oh yea. Stunning" Will said still touching my face

I just stood there silently blushing

"Come onnn Mikeyyy. Say something you pretty bastard" he said while leaning back and holding onto my shoulders

"Your coming home. Now" I said

"Whatttt?? Nooooo I wanna stay!" He whined

"Come on or I'm calling Joyce" I said seriously

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