𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 // 𝐒𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐲
Meet me at the seven eleven tonight at six.
What the hell was that text supposed to mean? Michael had no fucking clue. He had just been staring at the message for an hour. Sure, he would be there, but his confusion was through the roof. Maybe Jeremy needed a ride somewhere and just didn't feel the need to be specific.
Whatever it was, Michael was definitely not going to argue.
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"He will be there." Jeremy reported back to Evan as they fixed up Jeremy's hair in the mirror. "Huh, good idea using your mom's shampoo! It looks all fluffy and soft. Not greasy."
Evan smiled. "Thanks," he said. "So, we gotta start walking soon. You know what you are gonna wear?"
"Something cool and casual that we both like, that is nice, but not too nice." He smiled, looking down and playing with his nails. "You are pretty good at this. Who taught you?"
"Connor Murphy. Never thought the midnight black color he gave me would be put to use, but heck, here we are." Evan said, admiring his work momentarily. When he looked back up, Jeremy was slack-jawed.
"Connor Murphy taught you to- dude, that is the best thing I have heard all day." He laughed. "Well, second best, but funniest by far."
"Yeah, yeah, just tell me what you wanna wear." Evan giggled as the two walked over to Jeremy's closet.
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"You look hot! Its subtle, but Michael will love it!" The reassurance came from none other than his soon-to-be-step-brother. And, maybe it would of been a bit odd, but it was just true. Jeremy looked good.
Ripped black skinny jeans, black and white avengers T-shirt, black nails, wrist full of bracelets that most of which belonged to Michael, a black stud in his left ear (that Michael had stupidly convinced him to pierce in the seventh grade), and to pull it all together, a fucking black choker with a small silver heart charm. He looked like one of those emo-ish members of a boy band.
"Thanks! I hope this works." Jeremy breathed out a sigh, even his hand twitching a vit with those over excited nerves. It was like when you drink too much coffee, and your nerves are off the whack for a few hours. The anticipation of this confession that had been building for years hit him like stage fright before a performance
The show must go on...
Once the teenage cashier took the twenty dollar silence money, Jeremy and Evan flipped the sign on the door to closed, and got to work with a promise that they would pay for it after. The boys filled up the cups, cherry, orange, lemon, watermelon, blue raspberry, grape. Soon there was a flag made out of slushies on the floor and cheap gas station flowers in hand.
A PT cruiser pulled in the lot.
"Hit it..."
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What the hell... That was the only thing Michael could think when he saw the closed sign flip to open by... was that Evan? He walked towards the entrance of the gas station, very confused. Was Jeremy plotting to kill him?
And could someone please tell the boy why Rick Astley was singing through the speakers???
He pushed open the door with caution, a smile on his face still because whatever that damn dork had planned, Michael was ready for it.
Or at least he thought he was until he saw his lean, thin, best friend looking like he just got out of a gig with NSync--though Michael wasn't gonna say bye bye bye-- in front of a pride flag made out of slushies, holding a single gold wrapped rose, his cheeks nearly the tint of the flower.
"Michael Mell... " Jeremy's voice was soft over the crappy but perfect music. "Will you go to prom with me?"
A/N: Hi friends, I hope you enjoyed this short chapter. Sadly, the story will be coming to a close in the next update. It has been a really long, fun experience writing a story like this. I might be entering it in the Wattys to try my luck XD
But yeah, this is it
And if you happen to be a huge marvel nerd such as myself, consider checking out my new book, Avengers Asylum. It is an alternate universe au that i am hyped about and chapter one is out. The chapters will be shorter than these ones, but i will be updating a lot more frequently.
Thank you all so much for your support and I will see ya in the next!
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