Previously
"(Y/N)." You replied, shaking his hand. You flashed a small smile. "Nice to meet you." He froze and was still gripping your hand when he was himself again. "Sorry..." He muttered embarrassed, immediately releasing your hand.

And now...
The rest of the bus ride went along in silence. When it arrived at the school, you shot out of your seat. You heard a very faint "(Y/N)" as you stepped off the bus. You breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the entrance. They were checking your ids and it had the worst picture of you you've ever seen. You had it in your (F/B) (Favorite Band) lanyard.

Micheals's POV
Why did (Y/N) have to leave so quickly? And why did I grab their hand? I face palm and have so many yet barely any regrets. I walked to the entrance and saw (Y/N). My breath was caught in my chest as I say them adjust their (H/C) hair. They're so beautiful, and I just want to be able to hold them for the longest time...

2nd Person POV
You walked over to your little group of friends, they greeted you with smiles. "Hey there (Y/N)!" Jackson said as he played the little stone heart he always had with him. "Hey, guys!" You waved with and grinned. You suddenly felt a shiver down your spine as if someone was sneaking up behind you. "Boo." Someone yelled gripping your shoulders.

(A/N) THESE ARE SO FREAKING SHORT  I'M SORRY