Michael Heartstopper Novels & Stories

“I thought it wasn’t real. You know Michael, always so guarded, stone cold, Mr. Untouchable. But that moment… he looked at me like I was his entire world. I swear, Disha, I fell in love with him all over again.” “Alessa Harter,” she breathed, using my name like a reprimand. “The same man who turned Alexa down seven years ago? The man who never let anyone in? That same Michael, down on one knee, calling you his wife? Girl, what did you do to him? Don’t tell me you used hypnosis. Don’t tell me you did some kind of magic.” “Shut up,” I laughed, shoving her shoulder while we both doubled over in fits of laughter that left us gasping.

The kiss, gentle yet brimming with longing and promises, held them in a moment suspended in time. As their lips reluctantly parted, Annie's needy moan echoed in the quietness of the room, the magnetic pull between them palpable. Michael, his eyes filled with both hunger and restraint, spoke in a husky tone, "We have to stop, or we won't make it to the party. But, Annie, please don't feel like we have to do this."

Then she heard it: the faint sound of footsteps approaching. “Michael,” she called out, her voice steady despite the fear gripping her chest. A shadow emerged from the hallway, and Michael stepped into the room. His face was a twisted mask of longing and anger. “Isabelle,” he said softly, his voice dripping with desperation. “You don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” She stood, her back straight as she faced him. “This has to stop, Michael. You’re hurting everyone—Clara, Andrew, me. Don’t you see what you’re doing?”

“I didn’t come here for that…” “But it’s what you’re thinking about,” I teased, my mouth brushing the corner of his jaw. “I’m not,” he lied. “You’re a bad liar.” Michael’s hands clenched at his sides. He was burning up beneath me. I could feel it—his confusion, his resistance, and the undeniable attraction he hated admitting. “You like this,” I said against his ear. “You like me being close. You just hate yourself for it.” “Shut up.” “Make me.”

hazel muttered and the students laughed at her craziness 🎤 congratulations,,, hazel alex said with a wide grin 🎤 now,,,the first person on this list really made me shock,,,, he’s really a genius,,,,, 💖 michael! michael! the students interrupted him and alex was surprised,, how did they know that?? 🎤 well i guess it’s the person you all are expecting,, and that’s michael oliver,,,, michael got up and walked to him almost getting touched by most of the students,, 🎤 doesn’t he look like me?? 💖 yeah!! alex hugged him skip skip⏩⏩⏩⏩⏩ “ wow,,so like seriously now. you mean,,we all are attending the same university????? this is amazing!! it’s the best moment in my whole life!!!! ” hazel said i

(smirked) Ada: "I am so sorry. Please let me go?" Kai Schneider: "Let you go? After spending one year just to find you back?"(The voice seems higher) Ada:" I know, I know. I am so stupid and I shouldn't be alive either. But I don't have any feelings for you anymore!" Kai Schneider: "You mean that you lose feelings toward me?" Ada: "Yes…Because you are scary and I can't spend my time anymore with you.."

CHAPTER NINE MICHAEL I sat down on the red leather coach in the living room staring at the 64 inches led screen, wondering how I got here. The tv wasn’t on because I didn’t want any noise and I doubted I would be able to concentrate on anything at the moment. I just wanted a peace of mind.

I didn't catch the rest of her words as I started hyperventilating. "Lorella she isn't listening anymore love." I hear dad say but he sounds to far away from me. Before I realize what's happening I start to hear the sound of a machine beeping. I then hear Michael's voice. "Michael." I whisper. "I'm here gorgeous." I hear him say as he takes my hand. I feel the familiar sparks dance through my body. Michael's teary face then comes into view. "Your crying." I whisper bringing my hand up to wipe his tears. "Oh little fighter. I thought I lost you." He chokes on a sob leaning into my hand wiping his tears. Memory crashes into me. Tears fill my eyes. "Is he....Did he?" I can't form my sentence. M

" The reporters ask making me grip my bottle well inorder to hear him clear and loud not knowing where next I would probably hit myself. " She was just the usual fling I hang out with inorder to hid the real bride to be." He said making me throw the bottle at the television but then, the picture of that same girl came out sharp even after been affected as someone tries to hold me but too bad, I was down and my sight was covered with pitch black. The last thing I felt before slumping was the pain of my left piece of heart... Michael's POV

He became furious and get into a fight with Micheal, while I tried to stop the fight. “Please stop…..hunhh….please….don’t do this to me” I sobs preventing him from hitting Michael further “I trusted you Flora, I….i….” Axel Shuttered, I could see the pain in his eyes, as Michael roared out in laughter, as he spoke in mockery. “Look here lover boy, Flora is already taken…..why stressing yourself over her…she doesn’t love you, as you can see, she screamed my name like a bitch that she is” Michael snaps.