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cнapтer IX

Love
(n.) 1. an intense affection for another person based on personal or familial ties 2. the deep tenderness, affection, and concern felt for a person with whom one has a relationship

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You hear mike call you from upstairs in his room. So you walk through the doorway, but you don't see the young boy anywhere.

You look around in concern. You flick the light on and off. You write his name in the notebook. You even called his name.

"Mike?"

You felt someone grab you from behind in a hug.

You put your hand over your mouth as tears leave your eyes like a waterfall.

"Mike... you didn't..."

"I... I did"

You cried more.

"Mike why would you do this??"

"I..."

He paused when he heard your sobbing and let go of you.

"Y/N, why are you crying?"

"Answer my question" you say looking hi in the eyes

"You have really pretty eyes"

"Michael"

Mike stared at your beautiful figure. He thought you were gorgeous.

"Mike, answer me"

Even when you were crying you looked beautiful. The way you said his name came out of your mouth so easily.

"Mike!"

"I... I did it for you"

"You what?"

"I... I love you... I want to be able to hold you and hear your voice and look at you. I love you"

"I..."

You were speechless.

"I love you too... but you shouldn't of done this... not for me... you had Eleven."

"I don't feel... the same way with Eleven. I've never felt this way with anyone before"

"You threw your life away Micheal"

"It's not like I can undo it"

"Mike..."

Mike softly placed his hands on your cheeks, wiping the stray tears.

He leaned in and kissed you.

"I love you, Y/N"