Bad boy Byers // BYLER

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Warning. Mentions of drugs.

Mike -

We sat there on his bed and glanced each other a few times, once he smiled lightly and blushed. We had done no work, we sat on his bed for the remainder and spoke. But soon, I left his house and I got a text message straight away.

Unknown - same time, tomorrow?

I only assumed it was Will, I had just left his house. But I had to be sure.

Me - Will?

Unknown - That's right Pumpkin 😏

Me - and yeah. Same time tomorrow.

For the rest of the night, I had a lie down on my bed thinking about Will. His brown hair that was styled in a bowl cut, big brown eyes and tiny freckles that covered his face. Will was genuinely a nice person, he puts on a persona in front of his friends and the school. (However, I wished that was true).
Deep down I knew that Will was insecure and he just needed something to cover up the real him, to make himself look better in front of people when in reality he was just scared of what people thought of the real him.

That night I had a dream about me and Will. We were dating each other and it felt good to be with him, it felt good to be free and be me. I kissed him in front of the school when it was the snowball, everybody accepted us which I was grateful for. And right at the very end before I woke up, I told him I loved him. But I awoke before anything else happened, which was a shame, although the dream felt all too real I wasn't gay so it would never happen.

I arrived at school and was greeted by Eddie and Jane again, both smiling and giggling. I was prepared for today, to get best up that is, I didn't care anymore, I didn't feel pain. I was already depressed and felt numb and weak. And so I was ready for the normal side of Will.

"Look. Our favourite persons there" I heard Lucas shout across the hall to Will who gazed up at me, smirked and then turned his expression to anger.

The Byers clan swaggered over, Will looked at me straight in the eye and mouthed 'sorry' but I had no time to process what he said as I got hit right in the jaw which carried on for another five minutes. When I looked back up at Will, I saw a teardrop onto his cheek. I furrowed.
I slowly got up off the floor and made my way to class. I didn't bother having a bloodless face, it would only get worse later on.

...

It was lunchtime, this time we were sat inside as it had been raining. Eddie and Jane sat across from me and tried to start a conversation but I looked past them and to Will who smiled lightly and carried on talking to his friends. I sighed knowing I shouldn't be looking at my bully or thinking about him like that. I was meant to hate him.

"Are you listening to me, Michael?" Jane asked while waving her hand in front of my face.

"What? Yeah, I am. What did you say?"

"I and Eddie are having a party tomorrow. Are you coming?"

"Yeah, why not" I smiled at them both and tried to ignore the stare from Will.

...

In English we had to sit with our project partner, I sighed as I went to sit with Will. During the teacher speaking, I felt Will's leg touch mine multiple times even when I moved my leg; he would always fall back close to mine.

"You good Michael?"

"Hmm?"

"I said, are you okay?" It was Will, he looked concerned. I nodded and gave him a small smile.

"What are we doing?" I asked him. I had been in a daze.

"Nothing. Just chill out and I will do the work"

I laughed at him, "What? Are you okay?"

Will got close to my ear and closed his eyes, "When I'm with you, I am" he said in a deep growl which made me feel weird.

My stomach felt strange, I felt tingly inside and my face went hot and red when he pulled away from my ear. What was he doing to me?
I uncomfortably shifted around in my seat as I watched Will smirk and write something down.

"What are you doing?" I hissed at him.

"Nothing pumpkin" he laughed softly. That laugh was like music to my ears. There it is again! That tingling in my stomach.

"Still coming over to mine tonight, pumpkin?"

"Stop calling me pumpkin Will! And yeah whatever." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Playing hard to get. I like that" I made a weird face and snatched the pencil and paper away from him and tried to concentrate on the work.

Will kept grazing his hand across mine on purpose. What is he doing? I had to make an excuse up for me not to come to his tonight, I had too. I had no choice.

"I can't come over toni-"

"Yes, you are. No excuses Wheeler" he cut me off.

Once the bell rang I packed my stuff up fast and raced out of the room to get away from the Byers Clan and just Will in general.
It was the end of the day and so I ran into the bathroom instead. I was going to wait until people had left the hallway. Eventually, the coast was clear, I made my way home with my bike but to my surprise, Will was stood in front of his house smoking a spliff. I tried to hurry along so he wouldn't catch me but he did.

"Mine"

"But I have things to d-"

"Now," he exclaimed as he pulled me into his house.

"Can we do this another day?" I asked him as we stood in his room.

"No. Why would we do that?" I shrugged and sat on his bed. Worth a try.

I watched as Will sat in front of me and just stared at me with a small smile. I could see a twinkle in his brown eyes, his smile widen each time and his head was cocked to the side.
No, I didn't know what was going on but would I like to know? Yes.

Did I notice that Will had moved closer towards me and was now reaching his hand out to my face? No.

The same feeling from earlier had come back, the tingles came back and my face heated up as I felt the smooth fingertips of Will Byers gently run over my injuries that he had made. While doing so, the boy had tears threatening to spill, his lips quivered and was making little sniffles as he kept examining me.

"I'm sorry" he whispered. I didn't say anything, I just let him continue.

"I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorry for making you upset all the time. I'm sorry for not caring about you. I'm sorry I let my friends hurt you. I'm sorry for calling you names. I'm sorry for bullying you. I'm just sorry Mike. Will, you ever forgive me?" now both of us had tears streaming down our faces.

Am I going to forgive him that easily? I did. I crouched down in front of him and wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face into his shirt.

" I forgive you, Will Byers". I melted into his touch as he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Thank you" he whispered into my ear. "You know what cheers me up? Ice cream. Would you like to come to the ice cream parlour with me?" I pulled away from him and wiped my eyes and nodded eagerly.

"I would love too" he patted my waist to indicate for me to get off. He smoothed himself down and grabbed ahold of my hand and raced us out of the house and down to the parlour.

What have I got myself into?