FRAGILE ➵ Future Mileven (Sequel to BROKEN) [discontinued]

two.

"all of this situation between el and mike isn't your fault. it's no ones fault, it's just a— misunderstanding. mike and eleven,—" he sighed, "—they have something special. they'll find their way back to each other. but meanwhile, you can't feel guilty, alright? this isn't your fault. just...let it go max."

max nodded, tightening her grip on her backpack strap.

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"she looks-"

"alone" mike muttered, gazing at the brunette girl sitting by herself at a far table of the cafeteria.

"why don't you go and sit down with her?" will asked

"yeah, so she can break my arm with her telekinetic powers?" mike said, glancing at will and then back at eleven.

"i would if that meant i could then be with her, but i'm afraid i'd only gain a broken bone"

will sighed.

"someone has to sit with her, she usually has anxiety on first days of school. i- uh. i need to know if she's okay"

"i'll go" will offered.

mike nodded, "thanks, bud"

will picked up his tray and walked away, towards eleven's table. mike kept her eyes on the girl.

"she's so selfish"

mike shifted his eyes to max. he blinked.

"what did you just say?"

"eleven. i think she's been a little of a selfish bitch"

"max" lucas said, giving her a look for her to stop talking.

mike clenched his jaw.

"what the fuck is wrong with you?" mike's voice became loud, and he stood up.

max opened her mouth and thought the words she was going to use for a moment;

"i'm just saying, mike! if she really loved you, she'd let you talk" she looked down at her lap.

oh shit.

max looked back up with wide eyes, realizing what she had just said. the table became dead silent and mike just stood there, his whole body suddenly felt numb.

with all of the shouting, eleven couldn't help but drag her eyes to the table, to him.

mike took some steps back. he emotionless grabbed his backpack from the floor. he flicked his eyes one last time to eleven, and surprisingly for him, she was staring back. she could see how his eyes were all glossy and just by how he moved and how pale his face looked, she could tell he was about to cry.

and a part of her wanted to stand up, run up to him, and just hug him. shush him and tell him it was all going to be alright. but she didn't. his eyes were gazing hers and she couldn't move. she couldn't talk.

he finally turned around, walking quickly away from the cafeteria. eleven tilted her head up, trying to figure out where he was going. but as soon as she saw max stand up from her seat and call him, running behind him, she pushed the feelings apart. suddenly remembering what she wanted to forget.

"mike! mike! slow down!" max walked quickly behind him.

she finally caught up with him, grabbing him by his arm and stopping him.

"leave me alone, max!" he shouted, turning around.

"i'm sorry, alright? i didn't- i just- i guess i'm just mad okay? i'm just tired of this situation! you guys clearly can't live without each other! you could be together right now, hugging and kissing and being all cheesy as you always are. you're both acting stupid!"

mike looked down at her, jaw still clenched.

"but, i'm going to help you out-"

mike chuckled, running a hand through his hair, "yeah, and how are you going to do that if i may ask?"

"i don't know yet-"

mike scoffed.

"but i will! okay? trust me. just- trust me on this".

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some of this kinda sucked and i'm sorry it's kinda messy but my wattpad isn't working well. anyways, i hope u enjoyed :) ly all.