Time skip to Sunday, they're at the mall, umm...Jeremy is still bad at flirting even tho he was legit in a relationship

TW: swearing...duh...

The Squip had suggested that Jeremy go to the mall the next day and get new clothes for his wardrobe to replace all the old ones, which Jeremy didn't even remember why he burned or had in the first place.

He didn't know what store he was in but he just bought the clothes that the Squip told him to. He accidentally attracted female attention when he paid and got out of the changing room.

"I feel stupid." He thought, hating the tight pants and leather jacket the Squip had made him buy.

"But you look chill. I sense Brooke Lohst and Chloe Valentine are in the store and they see you. If they walk up to you, follow my lead." Jeremy nodded, feeling a tap on his shoulder.

He turned around to see exactly who the Squip said would be there, Brooke and Chloe.

"Okay. Greet the beta."

"The beta?" Jeremy hated thinking St the Squip and would rather just talk to it, but nobody could see it.

"Brooke." Jeremy nodded and tried smiling.

"Ey Brooke." He had this stupid smirk on his face, courtesy of the Squip controlling his face muscles now.

"Hey."

"You look sexy. Say it to her face. And before you protest, don't smile, stare intently, and speak as if you don't care about your own death."

"You're lookin' pretty sexy." Jeremy was trying not to scream at how stupid he felt.

"Thanks." She smiled and the Squip continued to feed Jeremy the next thing to say and eventually, Brooke asked him if she wanted to ride home in her mother's car, and he said yes.

On their way out, he felt like he was forgetting something, but he shook it off, unaware that he was most definitely forgetting something.

That something seen him in the mall that day.

That something was Michael, who felt invisible to everybody.

The previous day, his heart had been completely obliterated. Jeremy, his only friend, his own boyfriend, broke up with him for no reason, called him a loser, and didn't even break up to him in person.

He knew something was up, something had to be up, and now he's watching his ex flirting with two girls that he barely knows, and he's not even dressed the same.

Michael sighed, taking another sup of his slushy and wiping away forming tears. He had to figure out what the hell happened to Jeremy.

He just had to.

***

Brooke dropped Jeremy off at home and he waved goodbye, striding inside the house with style.

"You handled yourself quite well back there."

"Well it's like you said, I just gotta be more chill, don't I?" The Squip nodded, following Jeremy upstairs. "Hey Squip-"

"Don't address me like that it's awkward."

"Sorry...umm...so it really feels like I'm forgetting something major but like I dunno what it is. Can you help me? Ya know like...figure it out?" Jeremy mumbled, taking the leather jacket off and hanging it on his doorknob.

He kicked his new boots off and waited for an answer.

"You gonna answer?"

"You don't seem to be forgetting anything." Jeremy nodded and flopped on his bed, only in boxers and a t-shirt.

He heard his phone buzz and pulled it out. Blocked number?

"...I don't have any blocked numbers in my phone."

"Don't worry about it Jeremy." That didn't stop Jeremy from unblocking the number and answering.

"Hello?" He asked calmly and the Squip was biting its non-existent nails viciously.

"Woah you actually answered." The voice said dryly and Jeremy was confused. It sounded familiar but he couldn't name it.

"W-Who is this?"

"Really!? First you break-up with me and now you don't know who I am!? Seriously Jeremy!?" The voice yelled and Jeremy felt even more confused. "Silence? Well if you are really that damn ignored, I'm your freaking boyfriend! Or I was anyways until you randomly broke up with me yesterday!! What was that even about? And why the hell were you flirting with Brooke and Chloe!?"

"I'm sorry you must have the wrong number I'm s-single."

"Wow Jeremy...you...you don't even remember me do you?"

"I'm sorry, no I don't."

"It's Michael Mell. Your best friend for 12 years and boyfriend for 2. Maybe this video I'm about to send you will jog your damn memory. If you even care." He hung up.

Jeremy went on his messages and seen a video, clicking it and watching it.

"Michael what the actual heck?" Jeremy laughed as Michael moved his tongue away from the statue. "Why did you lick it!?"

"Shush Jere, they'll Heere you."

"Shut the heck up Michael." Jeremy giggled, holding the phone up to record himself kissing Michael's cheek quickly, causing the, at the time, shorter male to blush. "Aww I made Mikey blush."

"Well I'll make you blush too Miah!" Michael pulled Jeremy's shirt collar and violently kissed him, and Jeremy recorded everything. "Best freaking anniversary ever. Plus a field trip." Michael said to the camera before the video ended.

Jeremy stared at the phone before looking back at the Squip.

"Why didn't I remember Michael all day? And when did I...when did I break up with..." Jeremy's eyes widened as his memories quickly flooded back beyond the Squip's control. "You...You blocked my memories without my consent!?" Jeremy finally snapped and the Squip was glitching violently. "You broke up with him...and made me forget about him...why?"

"Because I was helping you! If you're not single, girls like Brooke and Chloe will never like you."

"I don't give a damn about Brooke or Chloe! I want my boyfriend back!!" Jeremy tried punching the Squip but his hand phased through it.

"You think I'm gonna let that happen?" The Squip grabbed Jeremy's shirt collar and held him against the wall. "I'll make you stay away from Michael, no matter what means necassary." Jeremy stared in horror as the Squip's appearance went from Keanu Reeves to Michael. But he didn't seem to realize that it wasn't Michael because of how real it looked.

"M-Micha...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Jeremy cried and the Squip smiled.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it Jeremy. After what you did, don't think I wanna talk to you or forgive you." The Squip spoke in Michael's voice, and Jeremy cried so hard he could see.

He closed his eyes tightly, sitting on the floor now, holding his head tightly.

The Squip gently put a hand on his head and made him forget about its previous manipulation.

"See Jeremy, you don't need him... It's causing you to break down." The Squip cooed and Jeremy looked up at it, once again it looked like Keanu Reeves.

"Why....Why did all this happen now?" Jeremy cried, and the Squip hugged him, feigning sympathy.

It was smiling inside though, seemingly pleased with how well it's manipulated Jeremy. It made him think his ex hated him, ensuring they'd never talk again...or so it thought.

Meanwhile, Michael was desperately searching for a way to save Jeremy. He was clearly not in his right state of mind, and Michael was going to get him back, no matter how long it took.