Michael Heartstopper Novels & Stories

I fell asleep to the weight of a decade’s worth of memories, only to be jolted awake by my best friend Ava Trevor’s video call. "Cynthia! Why aren’t you at prom? This is a once-in-a-lifetime thing! Wait, oh my God, Ethan just walked in with Sylvia as his date! They’re kissing in front of everyone, and people are cheering them on! Do they not know Ethan’s supposed to be with you?"

I turned toward the wardrobe, ignoring whatever was stirring in my heart, but I couldn’t stop the sudden racing of my pulse as I felt him coming closer. I turned sharply, my back hitting the wardrobe. He was standing so close now, his eyes searching mine with something I couldn’t name. “Tell me to stop,” he murmured. But my lips parted, and no words came.

I stopped outside our bedroom door, which was slightly ajar, and my breath caught in my throat when I heard the name "Sophie.” "I can't keep doing this, Michael, I'm tired of this game already." Sophie’s voice was soft, almost pleading. "I love you, but this situation... it's tearing me apart. How much longer can we keep pretending? Every passing day, I want to tell Anna the whole truth about us." "I know," Michael replied, his voice sounds frustrated. "But you have to be patient. I’m trying to end things with Anna, but it's complicated. She's not making this easy. I can't stand her clinginess anymore.”

but he mumbled the last part to himself but Sophie heard him clearly and that made her calm down. "Why hid it from me then?" She asked. "I really want to explain everything to you, I really do but Travis needs to be here so that we both can say it together because he also has a part in this," Michael said. Sophie secretly licked her lips "Where is he?" she inquired. "He is currently signing a contract with a company that's why he's not here. But I promise you, immediately he comes back I will discuss it with him and we will get back to you" he said reassuringly. "Okay, I believe you," Sophie said smiling. "Okay... I will call you then, I love you, bye" the male hastily disconnected the call

“Promise me, Ella, you won’t misunderstand me. I love you and you are the one I will love in this life. Please say you won’t leave me. Just promise me.” My heart stopped beating listening to him as I felt my eyes becoming watering. I bite hard on my lips and looked at our hands. “Let’s take a break, Ella!!” Simon's voice echoed.

"We can go to the best doctors, we can—" "And then what? You'll wait another year? Five? A decade?" I shook my head, tears finally blurring my vision. "I like you, Michael. Truly. You are the bravest, most devoted man I’ve ever known. But I don't love you. Not with the fire you have for me. I can’t love a stranger, even if that stranger is my hero." "I'm not a stranger," he rasped, his face pale in the artificial light. "To my heart, you are," I said firmly. "You have a life, Michael. You have a career in the city, a reputation, a future that doesn't involve lurking in a remote hometown playing guardian angel to a woman who stares at you and feels... nothing but guilt."

"I've told you, I’m making a CV.” "For what? You already got work.” "I'm going to start from 0 Mikey.. I need to be independent." He looked at me weirdly. "What the hell? Why are you changing like this?" He asked. "I like someone." I squealed and he raised his eyebrows. "Who?" "Luke Hastington.” "And then?" "He called me a spoil brat and b**** and-" "He called you that? I'll kill him." Michael was furious. I held his hand and smiled.

Both men gazed at her with the unwavering devotion of loyal knights. The tenderness in Ryan's eyes for Olivia was something he had never shown me. No wonder I had always sensed his love was never truly mine. His heart had always belonged to someone else. Olivia's message came right after the photo. 'Whether it was five years ago or now, you will never beat me. As long as I need them, they will drop everything and come to me.' I did not reply. I simply blocked her. Ryan and I had grown up together. However, after we started college, he went north while I went south.

"But everyone says she was your unattainable love. Now that she's back, am I supposed to step aside?" "There was never any unattainable love. That was all made up. Stop overthinking it. You're the only one in my heart," Christian answered without hesitation. As he spoke, he flicked a glance at me. I had already closed my eyes. After more than 10 hours in the air, every part of me ached. The atmosphere between them made it clear there was no place for me in that car. Since that was the case, I might as well rest.

He’s silent when he finishes, and my chest feels like I’m sitting at the bottom of the ocean. All that pressure is enough to make me cry. So this is why he’ll never love. The full, awful picture makes a sick kind of sense, I suppose. Michael has a huge heart. So instead of hurting someone, he’ll hurt himself. He doesn’t want to be weak, so he’ll never care enough to fall for someone. He’ll never give his heart away, because he doesn’t want to cause anyone pain. And he’s utterly convinced that if he sleeps with me, we’ll fall in love and he’ll hurt me by walking away. Oh, Michael.