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"Of course. Go ahead." I told Michael and sat back onto my bed.

Michael nodded again but still didn't look at me. "I really like you. I always have. You, your music, your band... It's all just gotten me through a lot of stuff. But since meeting you, I've realised how fucking deep I am in this. You're about the only thing ever on my mind. Fuck, I've been dreaming about you every night for the past two months." He sighed. "I'm sorry if this makes anything weird between us."

I shook my head quickly. "It won't, Mikey. Not at all." I said and smiled at him. "Will you go out with me?"

Michael finally looked at me with wide eyes. "Really?" He asked. I nodded. "Shit, yes, of course!"

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