— THIS IS BASED OFF OF THE SONG, "ONLY US," FROM DEAR EVAN HANSEN. I DEFINITELY RECOMMEND GIVING IT A LISTEN, HOPE YOU ENJOY! THIS IS ALSO DEDICATED TO MY BEST FRIEND, @LUCASTOWN HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY! —
eleven hopper paced around her room nervously, biting her nails as she waited for her more-than-friend to arrive.
she had called him a few hours earlier, inviting him over so they could 'talk.' michael wheeler obviously accepted, after all, he would take any opportunity he could to be with the girl he had fallen hopelessly in love with.
as she pondered her countless thoughts, she heard the wooden door to her bedroom creak open, revealing a bashful boy with pale cheeks.
"hey." he greeted breathlessly, taken aback by he adorable, frizzy-haired girl in front of him. she wore a short-sleeve plaid shirt, paired with jean shorts. he couldn't help but smile as he walked towards her, wrapping his arms around her petite body and engulfing her in a comforting hug.
"mike." she said warmly, returning the hug and resting her head the naps of his neck. she took in his natural scent of vanilla, mixed in with a hint of the laundry detergent that washed his denim vest and stained into his yellow t-shirt underneath.
"how are you?" he asked, just like he always did every time he visited the cabin. he stared into her wide doe eyes, admiring the golden specks that sparkled in them.
"better now that you're here." she admitted, heat rising up on her tanned cheeks. he smiled softly, grabbing onto her hand and leading her to her bed.
"oh! i almost forgot to tell you, the party was planning—" mike began as he ran his thumb across her hand, before being cut off by the sound of el sighing and her lips forming into a tight line.
"can we... talk?" she asked, grimacing. mike's once calm smile she had fallen in love with instantly transformed into a frown, causing her to wince.
"oh shit." he muttered, his eyes glued to the wooden floorboards both of their feet rested upon.
"what?" she responded, puzzlement laced in her voice as he took a deep breath.
"well you're breaking up with me, aren't you?" he sighed heavily, placing his head in his hands and rubbing his forehead. she tilted her head out of bewilderment.
"what are you—" she began, scooting closer to him on the bed and attempting to grab his trembling hands. he pushed her hands away, standing up and beginning to pace around the room.
"i mean it was kind of s-stupid of me to infer that we were even dating because i haven't even officially asked you out yet but—" he started with a shaky voice. although he couldn't hear it due to his panicked state, el couldn't help but stifle a laugh.
"mike, i—" she interrupted him, walking closer to him and placing one of her hands on his freckled cheek that was flushing a light pink.
"i p-promise that i'll try not to cry and i won't start throwing or breaking things—" the unsettled boy rambled. even though he had promised not to cry, he could feel tears beginning to spring in his fawn eyes.
"mike! i'm not breaking up with you." she lightly snickered, grasping onto his tense shoulders in hopes of getting him to calm down.