"What."
Ouch, Mikey.
"You're not killing yourself," I stated, walking through the door as Mikey dragged out a sigh, closing the door behind me.
"Why not."
"Why so blunt?"
"Because."
"Ouch, Mikey. Just because my wrists are cut open doesn't mean you have to pour all your them salt into them.."
Mikey looked up from the ground, eyes wide as he grabbed my grabbed my arm, examining it.
"You didn't."
"I'm sorry," I muttered looking at the wall.
"No- I don't wanna fucking hear you say sorry, I wanna hear you promise you'll never fucking do it again."
"Why, it's not like it's about you anyways."
Mikey looked up at me with a right arched eyebrow.
"Okay, Fine, it's about you, but it doesn't matter-"
"You're literally slitting your wrists. Don't fucking tell me it doesn't matter."
"Well why the fuck do you care anyways, Michael?"
"Uh- because I fucking love you and I don't wanna see you tear yourself apart."
"Hmph, maybe you shouldn't have broken up with me then."
Almost immediately after I said that, a familiar pair of lips crashed into mine, with the familiar flavor of spearmint and metal along with it that I've craved for the past eight days.
Hmm, whatever happened to that breakup, Mikey?
..not that I'm complaining
Wait WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING HE BROKE MY HEART
IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HIM
NO
NO
NO
NO
Yes.
NO
NO
NEVER AGAIN
NEVER AGAIN
NOPE
a few seconds later, our lips detached as we both gasped for air.
"Uhhhhhh.."
Uhhhhhh.
Best fucking line of 2018, Urie.
"I'm sorry."
"Mikey-"
"I'm sorry, Okay? I'm sorry about-"
Oh my god does this boy ever stop apologizing
I kind of want to
NO.
Well, fuck my mindset.
I don't need YOU BETTER NOT screaming in Alex's voice in my head anyways.
I crashed my lips into his as he smiled against my lips.
I still fucking hate him.
No I don't.
But I want to.
But I can't.
But WHY IS MY BRAIN FUCKING WITH ME JESUS CHRIST
Not many seconds later, Mikey pulls away from the kiss and looks down at me with a 'you're gonna regret this' expression plastered on his face.
His dumb, pretty fucking face.
"I promised myself I wouldn't ask you out again for at least a month."
"What's your fucking point."
"I'm not about to make out with my ex girlfriend."
"Jesus Christ, the one time you aren't straight to the point."
"You should be my girlfriend again."
"And you should make up your mind."
"I want you to be my goddamn girlfriend, okay?"
"Yeah, What have you been thinking of the past eight days."
"..."
"..."
"Why I'm such a fucking idiot and how Gerard hasn't killed me yet for breaking your heart."
"Did you just assume that you broke my heart?"
"Well did I?"
"..yes."
"Well you should say yes."
"And why should I say yes, Michael?"
"Because, it's my birthday. You can't make the birthday boy sad."
"..."
"..."
"Fine."
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