Michael Heartstopper Novels & Stories

Please let that be a decent excuse. What if Michael doesn't like that excuse? He told me once that he doesn't want it to have any progress. Maybe this reason might cancel out happily ever after of the day. Shit. Maybe I just detonated a bomb with my stupid mouth. Maybe this lie was too sweet, too hopeful, too dangerous. I may have just fucked up everything... Maybe? “We’ve just agreed on a date,” he added, making my heart stop. “End of next month. Right, honey?”

( He does not stop to cry like a parrot as well. In the room, Michael does not ceased to cry. Since, he cannot provide the life of his wife. After a few minutes, the other doctor has approached on him. Now, the doctor lets the cat out of the bag to him about the other better way. To that, Michael will still do it. This time, the medical doctor has spilled the beans on him; he needs to find another heart from his cousin or relative who is still related to his wife heart. To that, he is willing to find for it. Less than no time, he goes to his mother. Here, he has asked a solution from his beloved mother. His mother lets the cat out of the bag to him; he must leave his wife. To his statement

he instructed, his tone shifting into something softer but commanding. I didn't hesitate. I lowered my body, bringing my head down into the small space between us until I could rest my cheek firmly against his leg. The warmth of his muscle seeped through his trousers, providing a strange anchor against my panic. Michael reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a clean, dark handkerchief. With a slow, deliberate movement of his large hand, he draped the cloth gently over my exposed face, blocking out the bright stadium lights and the terrifying view of the crowd.

He kisses across my cheek, grabs my hand, and places it boldly on his erection. “See? Even my cock missed you.” I jerk my hand away, cheeks burning. “Don’t be vulgar.” “I’m sorry, professor.” He’s not sorry. Not with that wicked glint in his eyes. I push at his chest. “Michael, we’re at the school. What if someone sees us?” “No one will see anything, love.” He tilts my chin and kisses me again—slow, deep, consuming. My hands stay on his chest, but I don’t push him away.

She studied him, searching for tells, but his composure was maddeningly steady. The grandfather clock in the hall chimed, each note sinking into the room like an omen. Cass forced herself to breathe evenly, to keep her mask in place. But she couldn’t shake the sense that something was moving underneath the surface, slow but unstoppable. Leo leaned forward, elbows resting lightly on his knees. His voice dropped, low enough that she had to lean in just to catch it. “If you keep looking too closely, Cass, you’ll find things you can’t put back.”

She cleared her throat, but he didn't look up until he was finished. "You didn't order anything?" he asked bluntly. "I was waiting for you," she said, trying to smile. He scoffed. "I’m in a hurry… I’ll be leaving soon." "Then you should have waited till you’re done before you call me." "I just wanted to tell you something real quick," Thomas said, his voice devoid of emotion. Betty looked at him with prompt attention but he let out the words without remorse. “I don’t think we good for each other, well… I’m sure you’ve heard that countless times from other people but I just think it’s better we stop pretending and tell ourselves the truth before it’s too late”.

" 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

Hazel said “ Am so f**king sorry,,,I think my heart is gonna stop beating if she keep on ignoring me. Am ,,,helpless. I can’t even calm down,,I need her,,I need her warmth,I need her kiss,,I just,,I miss her a lot,,” Michael said Hazel smiled and pecked his cheek before standing up,,, “ Trust me,she won’t dare ignore me if I talk to her. I should be the eldest,,” Hazel said and Michael let out a smile

Placed his head on my lap. “I’ve tried to forget you,” he whispered. “Tried to focus on everything else… but I keep seeing you. In the halls. In my sleep. I want you, Hazel.” His hands slid up my thighs. His mouth pressed to my stomach. I trembled. “Michael…” He looked up. “Tell me to stop.” I didn’t. Instead—I reached for him, and our lips crashed. Raw. Starved. His hands tangled in my hair. My nightshirt peeled off like paper. His shirt followed. My skin against his was like fire meeting ice.

My heart calms down . He is such an idiot . Did he think I was still moping around because of what happened and did this to cheer me up ? Making me lose sleep was not the right way to cheer me up . But even so , I smile at his attempt . " Michael you can stop , I just want to sleep . " I facepalm myself . That's all I want . Sleep and food . Suddenly there was silence outside . I shake my head at how silly he was being and lie back down , this time I don't turn off the light . I was too creeped out by his uncanny acting . He can really imitate voices quite well , the girl sounded so realistic .