Y/n's pov (modern times)
I laid in my twin bed over my Black and white colored bedsheets with a bowl of apple slices next to me. My laptop was playing a random movie on Netflix when I heard a series of tapping at my windows.
I walked cautiously over to my windows and peaked out seeing Mike throwing rocks at my window.
"Go to the front." I whisper yelled down to him after I opened my window.
I opened my bedroom door slowly trying not to make any noise so I didn't wake up my parents.
After I had made my way downstairs I opened up my front door to reveal a grinning mike.
"Hey y/n... can I sleep here tonight? Mike asked taking a step into my living room.
"Yes, but why?" I asked as he started following me up into my room.
"Don't ask please." He whispered as we sat down on my bed.
"Um where are you gonna sleep?" I laughed. "My bed isn't that big."
I sat down beside him waiting for an answer but all he was doing was staring at me.
I saw him start to lean in to kiss me, my breath hitched and my eyes widened before I realized what I was doing.
Me and mike, my best friend were making out on my bed.
He pulled away and whispered,
"Next to you y/n/n."
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Sorry that was short but just watched Castle Rock and it's like 11/10 soo good. Go watch it now.
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