Chapter 7

                                    

                                          
Tony's POV
                          
My cursor hovered over the Facebook tab for a few moments as I tried to build up the courage to look at the message that Mike had sent to me. What if it's bad? Maybe he sent me a message to yell at me for not being more grateful of the fact he helped me. Maybe he sent me a message to tell me he was joking all along and he still hates me?
'Just open it.' I told myself. 'You're not going to know what it is until you open it. You can't ignore it forever.'
I press my finger hard down on the mouse button and opened the Facebook tab, a surge of confidence hitting me as I then dare myself to look down at Mike's message.
                          
'Hey, Tony :) So I was wondering if you'd maybe like to come to my house after school one day or something? I mean, it's totally fine if you don't want to , I'd understand, considering how much of a dick I've been to you in the past. I just thought I'd like to make it up to you, if thats okay?'
                          
I read the message over and over again, trying to figure out if I was missing some sort of joke. He seriously wants me to come to his house? Like, how friends go over to each others houses? I haven't had a friend like that in like, 10 years. 
I debate in my mind whether or not to agree to coming to his house. What if this really is one big prank. 'Get the gay emo kid to believe he has a friend and then beat him up'. Even if it's not a prank, all I'd do is make a fool of myself.
Shit, I don't have long to think about this. He's probably already seen that I've read it. I quickly start typing out a reply.
                          
"Hi (: Um, sure, I'd like that. When?"
                          
I think about my reply for a few more seconds, asking myself whether or not I really wanted to do this. The wave of confidence came back shortly, making my finger press down on the 'enter' button, sending the message to Mike. As soon as the message sends, I see that he's read it, and almost immidietly he's typing something back to me. My fingernails dig into the palms of my hands as I anxiously wait for a reply.
                          
"Awesome! How about tomorrow, if that's cool with you? You can stay for dinner, too :)"
                          
I bite my lip as I quickly type back an okay and thank you, before my confidence can wear off and I don't allow myself to go through with it. I panic for a few moments, realising I'd have to tell my dad that I'll be going out after school tomorrow, but I remember that he probably doesn't even know, or care, that I'm even at home right now, or ever. I could be anywhere, dead in a ditch somewhere, and he probably wouldn't even think twice about where I was.
                          
A/N: Hey guys! 1. Sorry i'm really bad at updating. 2. Sorry the chapters are probably really short, I'm not good at writing long chapters. 3. Sorry if some things just don't make sense. I tend to only write at like 2am when i keep zoning out of concentration. I hope you're enjoying it anyway, please remember to vote/ comment/ whatever there is to do if you do like it, it makes me smile ^_^