Life With O2L

Chapter 16: Nothing

"It was nothing," Mikey said, shaking his head and making sweater paws with his coffee. "Nothing, really. I was stupid. I don't think you like me, anyway."

I try to brush it off, to not be desperate.

"Okay," is all i say.

Michael Clifford is confusing. He really is.

"Nothing," he says.

Right.

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this is so short omg but i'm wayyyy more active on this other site called 'movellas', the link to my username on there is in my bio