(( I warned ya ))
*<jeremy pov>*
Jeremy soon woke up, he was laying on the couch, flat on his back.
He looked around for a sign, if anyone was there.

I tried sitting up, but I felt weak.

I stumbled into the kitchen to see Mike sitting at the table with his head down. 'No I can't.. He.. Might me mad..' I back up slowly. Mike must of heard me, his head shot up as if I was a stranger or something. But he knew who I was.
"Uhh.." I stuttered
"How long have you been up?" Mike asked. I shook my head as an I don't know.. I really wanted to leave..
Mike got up and walked over to me, putting a hand on my shoulder and laced his fingers with mine, lifting up my arm as well, I glance at my arm, my sleeve was rolled up, with bandages on it. "Do you feel ok?.." Mike asked, My face going red. I nod.
"Jeremy.. Why did you cut... You worried me to death." Mike said, I got a grip on mike's hand, not speaking.
Mike got the idea.. "Your scared I don't like you Back huh?" Mike asked. My eyes widen and I look up at him. "How do you now?.." My voice was soft.
"You were screaming at me before you passed out.." He spoke. I looked confused.. Soon remembering.. "I'm sorry Mike.." I replied, letting go of mike's hand, but he didn't let go. He ran his other hand down my side and around my waist. My face still.. Bright red..
Before I knew it Mike had me closer then before, I managed to too look away, but Mike made me look at him. He was staring at me... (I warned ya) Soon his lips crashed into mine.
(They did it :00)
My eyes widened in shock, but I started relaxing as Mike let go of my hand, to ruffle my hair. I break the kiss for air. "M-Mike.. I thought.." I started saying. But was cut off by Mike.. "You thought wrong." Mike said with a smile.