(1982)
"Y/N, you're late as always"
I just rolled my eyes and took my seat next to Michael.
We've been best friends since we met two years ago, I think his others friends think I'm weird but I don't really care.
He was there for my when my parents divorced and when my sister disappeared.
Although I know all to well what really happened to her.
I also tried my best to comfort him when his little sister, Elizabeth died.
His dad began treating him worse than he already did.
I hate him.
I placed an elbow on my desk while my hand placed itself on the side of my face.
I turned to Michael, smirking, hoping to get a better look at him.
I glanced at him, taking in all his features that's when I noticed he had a black eye.
"Oh shit Michael! Are you okay?"
"Yes but also not really?"
"Who did this to you?"
He kept silent
"William, that bastard I'll kill him!"
"Y/N shhh"
He placed a finger on his lip.
He picked up one of my hands with both of his and looked directly at me
Heat crept upon my face
"I'm fine, he just lost his temper"
"My dad loses his temper but he'd never do that Michael, it's not okay"
"Just please don't do anything stupid? I don't want him to hurt you too"
He wouldn't do that would he?
In the first year I met Michaels dad, he was actually pretty nice to me.
He still scared me but he taught me a thing or two about robotics.
Maybe that's why he even liked me in the first place, because I always had a passion for them.
After Michael told me what he was really like I quickly grew a hatred for him.
After Elizabeth died that hatred only grew stronger.
"Alright then, I promise"
"Thank you"
He let go of my hand and I sighed.
What has been up with me recently?
Why do I crave that stupid boys touch?
"Y/N L/N"
My teacher called out.
"Uh yeah?"
Shit
"What was I just talking about?"
I shrugged
"Ughh you can't be helped"
I frowned
Do I really suck that bad?
I've always been a trouble maker, well at least when I transitioned into high school.
Well I don't think I'm even that bad, I just smoke and don't take class that seriously.
Although I probably should.
I don't really know why I do it.
Probably something to do with coping with the fact I don't have a mum or a brother or a sister..
Class ended quicker than I thought.
"I'll see you later Michael"
I waved
I don't hang out with Michael at lunch, I don't like his friends that much and they don't like me.
"Wait Y/N!"
"What's up?"
"Walk with me to my place today?"
"Yeah of course"
"Great, see you later"
"Goodbye"
I walked off to the back of the school.
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Ah yeah, the back of the school where all the freaks hang out.
And by freaks I mean me and a group of goths and all we do is smoke cigarettes.
Except I don't hang out with the goths they just tolerate me being in their presence.
It's not that fun to be honest.
I would rather be hanging out with Michael but I don't want him to abandon his friends for me.
Although I know he would.
Ahh okay and now I'm blushy and smiley again.
I'm such a loser.
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School finally ended and Michael came rushing up to me.
"Hey again"
"Hi"
"Let's go"
Once we made it to his house, we instantly rushed to his room.
I did not want to see William today.
I did say a quick hi to his brother, who he didn't like for whatever reason.
"Soooo what are what do you wanna do"
"Well I wanted to go see the stars later tonight"
"That's such a dorky thing to do"
He frowned
"I'd love to Michael"
He seemed to cheer up.
"No clue what we should do now though"
"Then let's just talk until we think of something"
I shrugged
"Do you really think my father killed your sister?"
I was taken aback
"Um yeah I do"
"I think so too"
"Well I don't really think so, I know so"
"How?"
"Your dad is obsessed with my dad, once he started giving Charlie more attention than him he got pissed, I wouldn't be surprised if I'm next"
I nervously chuckled.
Surprisingly I was pulled in to a tight hug.
"Please don't say that, I don't want to lose you. You're all I have, if he lays a finger on you I swear I'll kill him!"
Okay now I'm a blushing mess.
Oh shit now I'm crying too.
"I'm sorry Michael"
"It's okay, just please don't leave me"
"I promise I won't, you'd be a shit head without me plus I care about you too much"
"Thank you"
"It's no big deal"
"I'm going to stop my father one day"
"And I can't wait to see that day"
He only hugged onto me tighter, so I eventually hugged back.
We stayed like that few a good few minutes, it was nice to say the least.
Fuck I think I love him.
I'm in love with Michael Afton.
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"I don't know Michael, you're not a very good driver"
"It's alright, we're driving in my dads car anyways"
"I don't care about the car I care about not dying"
"We'll be fine Y/N"
"If you say so"
We managed to not die, however there's always the drive back for that.
We were parked on a hill, it was peaceful and empty.
We both laid next to each other on the bonnet of the car.
"So like now what"
I looked up at the sky, it was filled with stars at least.
"Um point out constellations and stuff"
"But I don't know any, do you?"
"No"
"Great"
"We can just make them up"
"Alright I guess, that's a square"
I pointed at some stars that looked like a very wonky square, if you can even call it that.
"Y/N that's so boring!"
"What? You think of something then"
"That's a donkey"
He pointed at a clump of stars.
"I don't see it"
"That's the head, then that's the body and that's the tail"
He once again began pointing.
"That looks more like a three legged duck to me"
"Close enough"
He sighed and slipped his hand on top of mine.
"Do you think it'll be like this forever?"
He asked
"I don't know, probably not but I hope we can at least stay friends"
My chest hurt mentioning the word friends.
"I do too, you're the best friend I could ever ask for superstar"
He squeezed on to my hand tighter.
"We should probably head back, my dad is going to be pissed"