Red Hoodie //BoyFriends

Chapter 46

Michaels POV:

To say I actually got sleep last night, I'd be lying.
The thought of my momma potentially losing her job played on my mind literally all night.
Plus the fact that me myself actually has a job interview coming up is also making me shit myself on a regular basis.
Jeremy's been trying to help me get ready for it but honestly it just makes me more worried.
I kinda just wanna throw myself into it.
I mean that's kinda how I've been going my whole life. Winging it honestly.
So that's what I'm doing

"Jeremy get your ass up"

Throughout our relationship, waking each other up has certainly become a lot less caring
I used to carefully wake him up, give him time to wake up. Now I tell him to get the fuck up or I'll eat his food.
Progression I tell you. Progression.

"The fuck Michael?"

I love getting him to talk when he's just woken up. His morning voice is deeper than ever and he hates it.

"Dude I have my interview tomorrow. Get up and help me get ready for itttt"
"Dude? Rich is brushing off on you. And I don't know if I like that or not"

I smile and shove him gently

"Come onnnn"
"God I hate you"

He grabs onto my arm to pull himself up and I manage to keep myself steady as he does.

"Wow. You didn't fall for once"
"Jeremy Heere you better get yourself up before i beat your ass"

I make an attack for his side, releasing the girliest scream I think I've ever heard from Jeremy.
I burst out laughing and chase a still screaming Jeremy down the stairs.
As he gets to the bottom step, he realises Pac is lying there and literally hops over him.
Oh yeah. Pac has outgrown his bowl and has taken to lying on a random step of the stairs.
Which really becomes a problem at 3am when you accidentally stand on a fucking cat.
Pac stretches his paw out to try and grab Jeremy's leg but misses. He lets out an annoyed meow so I quickly come up with a plan.
I stop chasing Jeremy and scoop Pac up into my arms

"You upset Pac!"

He turns back to me

"What?"
"You upset him"
"Michael we spoke about this. Cats don't have emotions"
"Yes they do"

I put on my best acting skills and turn away from him

"It's okay Pac. We will stay away from him"

He meows as if he is replying and I have to hold back a laugh.

"He just told me he'd rather have Christine own him"
"I- what are you on about Michael"
"No. Don't talk to me"

I hear him sigh

"Me and Pac are going to eat your pop tarts"
"Michael!"

I turn away from him and walk into the kitchen. Trying not to laugh. I put Pac down, to which he meows in objection.
Lately I've realised he likes my hoodie.
Way too much. As soon as I take it off or leave it on my bed, he curls himself up into it. Kinda cute but can be annoying when I find cat hairs all over it.
I planned to keep this thing with Jeremy going but it gets cut short.
I hear a massive bang from upstairs.

"What the fuck was that"
"I don't know"

I figure it was probably Pac but then realise he's still sat where I put him down.
Another crash comes from upstairs

"Come with me"
"What?"

I pull at Jeremy's hand and make my way upstairs. I don't know what this could be but all I know is that it's just me and Jeremy home
My mom is at work, my momma is still working, it's just us.
But it's not just us.
The noise is coming from the bathroom.
Well shit.