Just For the Night
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Michael sneaks into your room after overhearing a concerning phone call. Fem Reader
Warnings - angst, reader has a bad mom
“Your mother is on the phone for you.”
Those dreaded words made your heart sink deep into your stomach every time you heard them.
Michael felt your demeanor change immediately. You two were in the kitchen when your father walked in and held his phone out to you.
“Tell her I’m eating lunch with my friend.” You take a bite of your sandwich.
Your dad covers the speaker with his hands, “Y/N. Just say hi and tell her about your acceptance letter. I’m sure Michael doesn’t mind.”
Michael shakes his head, indicating that you should answer the phone.
You set your sandwich down and sigh, grabbing the phone from your dad, “Hey mom.”
“Hi hun! Your dad said you had some big news?” She sounds rushed, like always…
“Uh, yeah. I-I got into Brown.”
There’s a silence for a second, “Like… the school…? Really?”
You bite the inside of your cheek, nervously.
She chuckles, “Well that’s… great! Congratulations, hun! I didn’t know you were going for that. I would’ve thought a public, in-state, university maybe.”
You roll your eyes, at her passive aggressive tone, “Mom, I told you where I was applying like 2 years ago.”
“Well you only mentioned it once, you can’t expect me to-”
You laugh, “I mention it every time I’m on the phone with you… which to be fair you don’t make a lot of time for-”
“Well I’ve never heard you mention it.”
“You are just so…”
“So ridiculous, mom! You act like you wanna talk to us on the phone like once every two weeks and then you don’t listen to a word we say-”
“Y/N. Stop, that’s nonsense. If you’re gonna act like this just put me on with your brother.”
You scoff, “Yeah, okay… thanks for the congratulations… mom.”
You hand the phone back to your dad, “She wants to speak with Y/B/N.”
Your dad sighs and takes the phone from you, you know he wants to say something to you but he just turns and walks out of the room.
You look down to your sandwich. Any hint of hinger you had before is gone now.
You can feel Michael’s eyes on you, “Are you oka-”
Suddenly the doorbell rings.
“That’s Miss. Mead.” Michael stands up, “I’m helping her with something tonight.”
You nod silently, still feeling weird about the phone call. Your mother just ruins the whole day.
“Okay… I’ll come over tomorrow?”
You nod, “Bye Michael.”
“Bye Y/N.” He waves, a worried look on his face as he goes.
She didn’t even believe you could make it into an Ivy League school? Maybe everyone feels like that and that’s why they don’t want you to go… because they know you wouldn’t belong…
You hear a soft knock on your window and pull the comforter down from over your face to see Michael standing at your window. He begins frantically waving once he sees you.
You stand up and open it, “Michael?”
“Y/N, hey… can I come in?” He shoots you a comforting smile.
His hair is messy like he’s been tossing and turning in bed, he’s wearing pajama pants and a loose shirt. He looks as if he also hasn’t been sleeping.
You nod and give him space to enter the room. Once he’s in, you shut the window back up, “Why’re you here?”
“Oh uh- well you weren’t answering your phone.”
You shrug, “Watched some movies with my brother and then I was in bed the rest of the day. Guess I didn’t wanna talk to anyone…”
Michael nods. You go over and sit on your bed, he watches you with a worried eye, “Y/N, where’s your mom?”
You shake your head, “I don’t really wanna talk about it.”
“Maybe it’ll make you feel better?” Michael sits next to you, “Talk to me. I want to try to help you feel better.”
You take a deep breath, “She’s an international lawyer. She hasn’t been around much, ever… always overseas. I think that’s why my dad is still married to her, cause he doesn’t have to see her everyday.” You smile to yourself at that inside joke between you and your brother.
“My dad isn’t really around either. Sometimes I really need him- or anybody really. Miss. Mead is the best person I could’ve asked for.” Michael nods, “And you have your dad who seems nice.”
“He is. He’s great. My mom is the opposite. My dad said she was a mean girl in high school and I guess she never grew out of it. She has to resort to bullying her own kids now.”
Michael places a hand on your shoulder, “Do you always get this sad when she calls?”
You shake your head a bit, “It does ruin the day… but also- I just feel like she might be… right to be shocked that I got into Brown… and maybe-nevermind.”
Michael furrows his brows and grips a little tighter onto your shoulder, urging you to continue.
You swallow a lump in your throat and continue, “Maybe everyone sees that I don’t belong there. And that’s why I shouldn’t go. That’s why everyone is mad at me for getting away from here and going to a good school. Because I don’t deserve it.”
It’s silent for a few moments and then Michael sighs, “I just think they’ll miss you.”
“But my friends don’t talk to me anymore… not since they found out-”
“Then they’re not your friends anymore.” He shrugs, “I don’t want you to go either but that’s only because I’ll miss you. And, I know you’ll do great, they didn’t accept you for nothing.”
You look up at Michael who’s smiling at you, his eyes studying every inch of your face. You blush at his words, “Thank you.” You whisper reaching up and hugging him.
You feel his arms wrap around your waist, “Brown is gonna be really lucky to have you, and your mom doesn’t deserve a daughter like you.” He mumbles into your shoulder.
You nod swallows back a few tears, “Yeah. She really doesn’t.”
Once you pull back from the hug you stop at his cheek and give it a soft kiss. You hear him swallow, he looks at you with wide eyes.
You giggle at the way he got flustered, “Uh- Well- That was for making me feel better.”
He doesn’t answer but his arms slip from around your waist until his hands settle there instead. You both still stare at each other waiting for something to happen.
He’s so pretty. You just want to kiss him.
He looks down, “Um, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. It’s pretty late I should get-”
“Do you wanna stay? Just for the night?” You blurt out, your cheeks heat up with embarrassment as soon as it leaves your mouth.
He smirks and then slowly nods. You let him get under the comforter and scoot behind you to lay down. You follow and lay in front of him, scooting back until he snaked his arm across your body.
Up to this point you’ve been trying your hardest to stay just friendly with Michael so it wouldn’t be too hard to say goodbye when the summer ends. Yet here you are spooning.
And you know that asking him to stay the night wasn’t helping your growing crush… but this felt really nice.
Right now he was making you feel like the only thing in whole world that mattered was you two, touching in that moment.
I’m really trying to get this story rolling so let me know what you think and if you want this to continue! - idkabunchofimaginesiguess
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