Connor's POV

I was sitting on the couch when I heard the door open. I turned my head immediately as if  expecting it to be Michael. It was, obviously, he's my fucking roommate. I tried to ignore the fucking giddy smile that appeared on my face at the sight of him. Again, I felt that fucking weird warm feeling in my chest. Seriously what the fuck is wrong with me? I don't like Michael in the way Jared seems to believe I do. It's fucking ridiculous, having a crush on my roommate after three weeks. How the fuck does he even believe that? "Con, are you... is that a 3DS?" I realized that Michael was speaking and then I remembered. For some reason, I'd decided to revive my old 3DS from its dusty prison back at my old house. My face flushed darkly, there was no way in hell I could weasel my way out of this one. Michael smiled softly and laughed a bit. "I thought you told me you didn't play video games anymore," he teased, with a slight chuckle.

"I don't!" I tried, but Michael just gave me a knowing look. Fuck. Why even the fuck did I revive this at all? I ran a hand through my hair. "Okay... I was." Michael just smiled, and joined me on the couch. I felt nervous when he sat next to me, feeling a strange, warm, fuzzy- no, fluttery sensation in my gut. Out of fucking nowhere. Seriously! Where the fuck- why the fuck is this happening at all? Michael looked curious.

"What were-" he cut himself off and then smirked at me. "Ah. Pokémon. The one you 'dislike the least'?" He teased, elbowing me gently in my arm. I rolled my eyes, having gone through this conversation multiple times before.

"Michaellllllllll. Stop," I groaned. He just laughed, as he usually did. God, his laugh is so fucking cute. He just looks so adorable...

Wait, what the fuck? Why the hell-?

"Okay, I'll stop," he stated. There was a knock on the door and I jumped. Michael blinked. "Who's that?" He asked. I got of off the couch and walked over to the door.

"I think it's Evan and Jared. I invited them over, if you wanted to know. They uh... they wanted to see you." Why the fuck do I sound so fucking awkward? It's just my friends meeting my new friend, right? Then, why the actual fuck do I care if they will like Michael or not? Maybe because it's because Michael's a new friend or something? I don't fucking know. And Michael's hardly my boyfriend either, I don't even like him like that, despite what a certain someone seems to believe.

"Oh that's cool," he commented.  He took off his glasses to wipe them clean them before putting them back on his face. The way his glasses sat on his face was kinda cute. Then I realized I was staring at his oak-brown eyes and I turned back to the door. "I actually met Jared earlier today, at least, I think it was him." He laughed slightly. I smiled.

"That's good," I said. "At least it won't be too awkward for you then." Michael made a sound of agreement. We just kinda smiled at each other, Michael smiling softly. I felt my surroundings kinda just fade... away... it was only us.

Someone cleared their throat and I whipped around. Jared was looking at me and smirking, to which I scowled, and Evan was just looking at the ground. "Hello," said Jared when I'd finally turned around. I breathed, I didn't want to have an argument with Jared in front of Michael. Jared then walked into the small room with Evan following him and I closed the door. The atmosphere suddenly felt tense, but I'm not actually sure why. I just sat back down on the couch.

"Hello Jared, and hello Evan," Michael greeted both of them. Jared smirked at Michael and Evan just gave an awkward wave. Jared then dragged Evan aside to tell him something and I decided to eavesdrop.

"Ev, I've tried but he doesn't want to see sense. I don't know why he doesn't want to admit something that's very clear." I blinked. What the fuck...?

"Jared um, I don't know either but uh, I-I think we should just um, leave him to figure it by... figure it out by himself? It's just... implying it will uh, get you uh, nowhere... um... I don't know though." Evan just kinda rubbed his left arm with his right. I walked away, not really wanting to hear the rest of the conversation. They appeared to be talking about Jared's ridiculous claim anyways, why the fuck should that interest me? I do not like him in that way.

"Connor?" I smiled at Michael's voice and joined him on the couch again. "What're they on about?" I shrugged.

"I honestly have no fucking clue. Something about some guy not seeing sense or something?" I then felt myself smirk and lowered my voice. "Maybe, just maybe, Jared's finally over Evan and they're talking about some guy he met or something?" I was referencing a theory I'd had for a while. That Jared may have a bit of a thing for Evan. It'd explain their constant fighting over my sister, since Evan liked her, well, at least in high school he did. Then again, Jared had also liked this one girl called Alana at one point. But then again, what the fuck I do know, really? Michael's eyes narrowed as he smirked as well.

"Ah, maybe," he agreed. "But, talk about him finally being over it, huh?" He laughed. "I mean, judging from what you've said. You did just say it's a theory though, so we could be totally wrong on that."

"Yeah, we could be wrong," I agreed. "It's just an idea I had. But imagine that! Pining over someone that doesn't like you back because they like someone else! Or even, they just don't like you that way," I laughed. "That must fucking suck." Michael remained oddly quiet. When I looked back at him, I saw that he looked almost sad. "Mikey?" The concerned tone in my voice surprised even myself. He looked up at me when I used the nickname. Wait, nickname? When the fuck did that happen?

"Oh um, I've been through that before. Can confirm, it fucking sucks." I suddenly felt extremely guilty.

"Oh my- Michael I'm so fucking- I'm so sorry. I didn't mean- I didn't want-" I didn't know why I was having such a hard time speaking. Michael snorted, amused. Why do I find that so fucking adorable?

Wait- What? What the fuck?

"Connor, it's chill," Michael chuckled. "I'm over it. Obviously. They're just crushes, most never work out. No need to get so worried over it. I was literally just saying that I've been in that situation before and that's it's not fun. I just looked sad, because I was thinking about all the ones I've had."

"Are we interrupting something?" Jared stated in a tone that made me scowl. Evan just gave me an apologetic look. I turned to face Jared.

"No. I was just talking to my friend and roommate, Michael," I said. Michael just watched me and Jared have a conversation. "Why, is there an issue? Is there an issue with that, Jared? Hm?"

"There's no problem with that," he said, though I could tell he wanted to say more but probably didn't want to say it in front of Michael. He then turned towards Evan and they both whispered to each other. Then, they split ways and Jared walked over to Michael and Evan over to me.

"Um, Connor, can we uh, talk in your room?" I didn't really know why Evan wanted to talk to me. Was it because of my sister? I don't fucking know. He followed me into my room and I closed the room door. Evan played with the hem of his blue polo. "I didn't really uh... well um, Jared wanted me to um...Well uh..." Evan paused before blurting out, "DON'T YOU REALIZE YOU HAVE A CRUSH?!" He blinked and then added on quickly, "I-It's um, it's pretty obvious so... yeah..." I felt my cheeks warm, no, heat up considerably.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous. We're just friends," I insisted, not raising my voice since I didn't want Michael to overhear. "Our relationship isn't like that, we're merely friends. Look, I don't know why the fuck Jared seems to believe I like Michael that way. I don't, by the way. We're just friends. Besides, it's only been three weeks, I can't like him, it's not possible. We do live together, yes, but I can't possibly like him in that way after three weeks." Evan looked up at me.

"I'm uh, not going to argue with uh, you but um, I don't think uh, that Jared will do that so uh..."

"I wouldn't expect less of him," I mumbled. Evan gave me a nod and left the room. Through the doorway I could see Michael and Jared talking about someone, and Michael appeared to be smiling really softly. I felt a weird sense of... jealousy? I shook it off and just walked back into the lounge, causing Jared and Michael to end their conversation.

I... kinda wonder who that was about.