Say Something (Calum Hood)
“Michael, Michael, Michael,” you sighed dramatically as you walked up to one of your best friends.
“You know I hate when you greet me like that, Y/N,” he chuckled, looking over his shoulder as you stopped beside him.
“What?” you pouted, “I’m not allowed to tell my best friend in the whole world goodbye before we leave school?”
“Y/N,” he laughed again.
“Fine; I have a proposition for you,” you stated, leaning onto the locker next to his.
“And what proposition might that be?” Michael cocked an eyebrow, ceasing his movements for a moment before continuing to get his books into his backpack.
“I heard from a mutual friend that you’re in the market to take someone to the Valentine’s Day dance next weekend to make Leigh Hagerman jealous.”
“And your point is…?”
“My point is I am also in the market for making someone jealous,” you informed him, “And I think we can help each other out.”