y/n l/n and mike wheeler used to be best friends, but they had a falling out. what will happen when the two are at the same party being stupid teenagers?
mike wheeler x femreader
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"Things come apart so easily when they have been held together with lies" - Dorothy Allison
TW // mentions of rape in this chapter
"What? No, of course I'm not pregnant! That's crazy!" y/n exclaimed, Max gave her a relieved smile. "Oh, thank God! For a second there, I thought you were actually pregnant!" She chuckled, El then spoke up. "Wait, then what did you want to tell Mike?" "Uhhh, just that Sam is, um, mad at him?" y/n said unconvincingly. "Uh huh. Are you sure that's what it is?" El asked. "Yes, I'm sure. They made a 'truce', but when Sam holds a grudge, he really holds a grudge." y/n said with a chuckle. "Ok, do you guys wanna go watch a movie in the living room? We can make popcorn and Hop brought me some more snacks the other day" El said, changing the subject. "Ooh yeah!" Max and y/n said with excitement.
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y/n left El's house a little after the movie ended since it was almost past her curfew. She walked past Mike's house and noticed that the light in his room was on. She quickly made her way inside her house and zoomed up the stairs. She closed her bedroom door and threw her things in her closet. y/n grabbed a small eraser from her desk drawer and threw it at Mike's window. After about a minute or two, he opened his window.
"You know it's 9:00, right?" "So?" "So, some people actually have healthy sleep schedules." "Thats rich coming from you, Mr. 'You know I don't sleep.' And besides it's only 9:00, what are you, 80 years old?" Mike rolled his eyes. "No, but I have a test tomorrow and I don't want to show up to school with bags under my eyes... unlike some people." y/n placed her hand over her heart and stumbled back, as if he just shot her. "I do not have bags under my eyes!" She said dramatically making Mike laugh. "Sure."
"Well, if you don't want bags, go to sleep." y/n said. "I can't because you're bugging me." "Fine, goodnight." "Goodnight, weirdo." "Goodnight, mushroom head." y/n said as she shut her window and closed her curtains. She changed into her pajamas and flopped down on her bed. She laid in her bed looking up at the glow in the dark star stickers on her ceiling. She remembered when Mike had gotten them for her.
Flashback
September 3, 1979
"Hey, y/n!" Mike exclaimed as y/n opened her front door. She smiled at her friend. "Hey, Mike. What are you doing here?" She asked curiously. "I brought you something, I think you'll like it." y/n's face lit up. "You got me a present? But its not even Christmas!" Mike laughed. "I know, but I thought of you when I saw them."
