Chapter One: Sometimes I wish I could take it all back
Summary: It was never supposed to be like this. She never wanted this to happen to him. He never deserved any of this. And sometimes she wishes she could take back everything she said to him. She would do anything to have him back in her life. MiaOC. My friend and I thought there wasn't enough Mia centered fics out there. Now on with the story. :D
A year earlier
He left. I wasn't supposed to go after him. He wasn't supposed be home either. But he was. I wasn't supposed to go either. I wasn't supposed to tell him I was in love with him. I was supposed to do the exact opposite of what Haley told me to do. I wasn't supposed to look in his eyes. His normal cool and calm Brown eyes weren't so cool and calm this time.I was not supposed to go. Sometimes I wish I could take back that moment. He wasn't supposed look so broken and lost. He eyes weren't supposed to be filled with sadness and heartache. And I remember why I hated seeing him leave.
He left with the guy I hated the most, he left my questions unanswered and left me with a broken heart. I called everyday for the past year and all I've gotten is his voice mail. It has been weeks since he left and all I do is think about is the fact that he left and all I end up doing is thinking about if had done something different, and all these what ifs could my head making things harder than they already are.
A year and six months and three days and 4 hours and 36 minutes later
So what is the first thing I say?
"I miss you." That was all I could manage.
"Mia what are you doing here?" He asks.
It sounds so harsh and rude. He's hurting. I can tell. I always could tell when something bad happened to him. Something happened. And the only thing I could have been thinking of is how much I missed being able to hang out with him and how much I missed him. How much I needed him with me on that bus. How much I wanted him there holding me when I fall to sleep. He used to just watch me. Haley told me one time.
"I wanted to tell you I miss you and why did you just leave me?" I say trying my hardest to hold back the tears.
I can feel the tears starting to spill over my eyes to the outside. He just stands there and looks at me. He wants to tell me but he feels he can't.
"Mia…" He starts but quickly grabs me and pulls me into his arms.
I start to cry. It feels like it should be raining. But there is no rain. There is only sunshine and a cloudless day. The tears are streaming down my face. My head is buried in his chest. Yet he still doesn't answer my question. He only keeps repeating it is going to be okay over and over again. I don't care if it is going to be okay as long as he is holding me. I start to pull away.
His sweet innocent blue eyes look at me. His eyes search mine for something I can't place. I know he sees it because next thing I know he is dragging me inside his house.
I took a look around. I know we are in the living room. I see the coffee table filled with legal-looking envelopes and a few remotes. I see a television and a few video game consoles. I see him looking at me with an amused expression on his face.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Nothing is wrong." He says sitting down on the couch.
I go and sit down next to him. I feel the awkwardness creeping up among us.
Mike stares at me. I see it out of him staring at me out of the corner of my eye.
"Why did you leave?" I ask letting my body sink into the couch.
"Because things got to be too much. And sure Jason, you, and I have been friends for as long as I can remember but when you told me all that stuff I freaked out. Jason thought it would be best if I left you alone for awhile. And Mia I really think you need to leave." Mike says not looking at me.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because you need to go back to your life and live your life without me." Mike says refusing to look at me.
I get up and go to the computer desk. There is always a pen and paper there. I quickly scribble down my cell number and Haley's number. He may need his cousin. Then I walk away. I can feel his eyes on me. I can tell he is trying to memorize every little detail about me. I don't look back at him. I don't want to see that look on his face.
Author's note: I had a lot of help from Brucas224. She wrote some of this too. And she is helping me with it.