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Chapter fourteen
I woke up the next day to a knock on my door. I grunted.
-Lia?
Of course. The voice. Mikey. He opened the door and took a peek inside my room.
-Oh my good, don’t you ever get enough of me? I groaned, turning around in my bed so I would be facing the wall, and not him.
He grinned. I could practically hear his thoughts and knew he would say something along the lines of “nah, yesterday and stuff.”
-Not with your turnaround yesterday.
Told you.
-Oh, will you shut your face?
As a matter of fact, I smashed mine into my pillow and completely buried myself under the covers, so he would leave me alone. I heard him laugh and groaned. I felt him sitting down on my bed. I sighed. He just wouldn’t let go.
-Why did you play with me like that? You knew how I felt, almost from the start. You could’ve told me. It would’ve made things easier for both of us, he said after a few minutes.
-I was afraid. You had played with me once, nothing told me you couldn’t do it again. I hate being hurt by others. I didn’t you to know how I felt so you could use it against me. It would’ve been too easy. Making you work for it would also let me know if I really did feel that way or if I was just confused.
There was a silence after I enunciated my thoughts on the subject.
-You weren’t really nice to me, he muttered.
I shut my eyes tight, opened them back up and sat up from under the covers, fiddling with my hair.
-I know. I told you, I’m an awful person. That’s why I don’t know why you still stick with me. I wasn’t hoping you’d run off on me, but I was expecting it.
He shrugged, looking down, and said in a soft voice:
-Well, now we’re stuck with each other for a while, huh.
-You seem disappointed, I noted.
-I just wish it would’ve been... different.
I ran my hands on my face.
-I know. You can still choose to leave. I’d... understand. I guess.
I looked at him, and saw he was really thinking about it, and considering it. I hoped he wouldn’t change his mind. I needed someone, preferably him. Having started to know him a little, I knew he’d support me, and defend me if people gave me shit.
-...No. I said I’d stay. I’m staying.
He had just made a choice that would change the course of his whole life, in a matter of minutes. Yet again. Honest, foolish, boy-of-his-word; that was him. I closed my eyes.
-Thank you, I whispered.
A small grin was dancing on his lips when I opened my eyes. I sighed, smiling, and pulled him in for a hug. Then noticed something was off.
-Did you put on... cologne?
His eyes rounded out and he blushed. I burst into laughter.
-Are you trying to seduce me? I giggled, hysterical.
-Shut up, he grunted.
-Oh, how cute, I laughed.
He kept grumbling and mumbling, making me laugh even harder.
-Think you’re funny, huh? He asked, looking at me sideways.
-Oh, stop being so stuck-up, shyface.
He looked at me, saw my face was serious, and started grinning. He leaned in a little but I put my finger on his lips before he could move any closer.
-Nuh-uh. Just woke up. Now, get out. I need to pull an outfit together. I mean it! Out! I don’t care what you’re thinking! Out!
He left the room, giggling and with a smug grin spread on his lips. I got dressed and went downstairs, where my mom was holding a conversation with him. A very lively one, at that. My mom greeted me and had me sit down. We had breakfast, which was delicious. Mikey was really getting along with my mother. I had a feeling it had something to do with what had happened the day before. After we had finished eating, Mikey wanted to take a walk. Well, that was random. Still, I figured it wouldn’t do any harm. So we went outside. It was nice out, actually. I was starting to think the whole deal, with me doing a total 180 on him, was maybe. Sorta. Kinda. In some way. The start of. Potientially. A good idea.
Chapter fourteen
I woke up the next day to a knock on my door. I grunted.
-Lia?
Of course. The voice. Mikey. He opened the door and took a peek inside my room.
-Oh my good, don’t you ever get enough of me? I groaned, turning around in my bed so I would be facing the wall, and not him.
He grinned. I could practically hear his thoughts and knew he would say something along the lines of “nah, yesterday and stuff.”
-Not with your turnaround yesterday.
Told you.
-Oh, will you shut your face?
As a matter of fact, I smashed mine into my pillow and completely buried myself under the covers, so he would leave me alone. I heard him laugh and groaned. I felt him sitting down on my bed. I sighed. He just wouldn’t let go.
-Why did you play with me like that? You knew how I felt, almost from the start. You could’ve told me. It would’ve made things easier for both of us, he said after a few minutes.
-I was afraid. You had played with me once, nothing told me you couldn’t do it again. I hate being hurt by others. I didn’t you to know how I felt so you could use it against me. It would’ve been too easy. Making you work for it would also let me know if I really did feel that way or if I was just confused.
There was a silence after I enunciated my thoughts on the subject.
-You weren’t really nice to me, he muttered.
I shut my eyes tight, opened them back up and sat up from under the covers, fiddling with my hair.
-I know. I told you, I’m an awful person. That’s why I don’t know why you still stick with me. I wasn’t hoping you’d run off on me, but I was expecting it.
He shrugged, looking down, and said in a soft voice:
-Well, now we’re stuck with each other for a while, huh.
-You seem disappointed, I noted.
-I just wish it would’ve been... different.
I ran my hands on my face.
-I know. You can still choose to leave. I’d... understand. I guess.
I looked at him, and saw he was really thinking about it, and considering it. I hoped he wouldn’t change his mind. I needed someone, preferably him. Having started to know him a little, I knew he’d support me, and defend me if people gave me shit.
-...No. I said I’d stay. I’m staying.
He had just made a choice that would change the course of his whole life, in a matter of minutes. Yet again. Honest, foolish, boy-of-his-word; that was him. I closed my eyes.
-Thank you, I whispered.
A small grin was dancing on his lips when I opened my eyes. I sighed, smiling, and pulled him in for a hug. Then noticed something was off.
-Did you put on... cologne?
His eyes rounded out and he blushed. I burst into laughter.
-Are you trying to seduce me? I giggled, hysterical.
-Shut up, he grunted.
-Oh, how cute, I laughed.
He kept grumbling and mumbling, making me laugh even harder.
-Think you’re funny, huh? He asked, looking at me sideways.
-Oh, stop being so stuck-up, shyface.
He looked at me, saw my face was serious, and started grinning. He leaned in a little but I put my finger on his lips before he could move any closer.
-Nuh-uh. Just woke up. Now, get out. I need to pull an outfit together. I mean it! Out! I don’t care what you’re thinking! Out!
He left the room, giggling and with a smug grin spread on his lips. I got dressed and went downstairs, where my mom was holding a conversation with him. A very lively one, at that. My mom greeted me and had me sit down. We had breakfast, which was delicious. Mikey was really getting along with my mother. I had a feeling it had something to do with what had happened the day before. After we had finished eating, Mikey wanted to take a walk. Well, that was random. Still, I figured it wouldn’t do any harm. So we went outside. It was nice out, actually. I was starting to think the whole deal, with me doing a total 180 on him, was maybe. Sorta. Kinda. In some way. The start of. Potientially. A good idea.
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