I'd Pause My Game For You (Michael x Jeremy BMC)

Chapter 6: Mistakes

I needed to write this! I got... INSPIRED!!! 

but guys I am sick as a dog so.... yeah. PRAY FOR ME

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      I woke up the next morning with a small headache, though I disregarded it. It was a normal aftermath for me to have pain in my head after getting high. I'd pop an Advil later. The television was still on, and I was still in the same position as last night. On top of Jeremy, snuggling him tightly.

     He's so adorable, sleeping. So calm... So tranquil.

     I don't remember much... but I do remember the moment. That beautiful moment between me and the one person I've ever loved. Seeming as if it was so close to when we passed out, it wouldn't surprise me if he remembered, or thought it to be a dream.

      I wonder how he'll react, I thought vaguely. Just the thought of us going on a date made me bubble inside... Me kissing him... Fireworks exploded in my chest.

     A couple minutes later, Jeremy began to wake up. "Ughhhh... Ow... My head," he groaned.

     I chuckled, "That's from the weed you took in last night, bud."

     He looked up at me, then looked at his surroundings. His eyes eventually trailed back to me, and I smiled wide.

     He looked confused, "What happened last night? Did we-"

     I didn't think about my answer... I just wanted to tell him I was so excited. "You mean how we had one of the most amazing moments I've ever had in my lifetime? Yeah," I giggled.

     He stared at me, first of suspicion. Though, a moment of realization hit him, making him push me off him. "Wha-"

      "S-s-s-so we... We KISSED?!" He asked, almost distressed. Not to mention, he blushed a bright red.

     He started to get up as I began to shake, "Y-Yes...? Is that-"

     He had no hesitation... He didn't wait to answer the question, "Bad? YEAH!"

     It hit me. Exactly what I feared if something like this happened. Is it normal to feel this much pain? It was a sharp pain like someone stabbed my heart twenty times. "W-Why is it bad?"

     "Why do you think?! We've been friends for thirteen years, and we haven't done anything but be friendly and play fucking zombie games! Not to mention I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND now!"

     "I- I just..."

     "As well as: I like GIRLS!"

     I snapped. I couldn't take this frustration, anger, jealousy... everything flowing in me. I couldn't hold it back any longer... "But you don't fucking think about how I feel! Huh?!" I should have stopped there... Jeremy was already taken aback by just that statement.

     But I continued. "And you know what? Maybe I like guys! Ever thought of that?! Maybe I've secretly been in love with you for the past ten years of my life, and you never fucking knew because you were always infatuated with goddamn Christine!!"

     Tears were falling from my eyes. I was practically sobbing. Jeremy looked at me and I glared back at him. He grabbed his backpack, and as he was leaving my basement, he yelled, practically stuttering, "Fuck you, Michael! Asshole!"

     An hour later, I was still crying into one of my bean bags. I couldn't remember anything, but Jeremy completely rejecting me.

     "I love you, Jeremy Heere..."

                                                                                    ~^*^~

Jeremy's POV

I leaned on the back of my bedroom door, tears in my eyes, vision blurred.

As long as I've known Michael... It doesn't matter anymore... I've given up on that dream. I'm with Christine; I'm... happy?

"I loved you, Michael Mell..."

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OH SHIT IT'S GOING DOWN AND I AM YELLING THE TIMBER COMPANIES!