AN: Yet again.. I AM SOOOO SORRY that this took SOOOO long! I have had
this chapter done fore a couple of... months...(sorry) I just forst to
post... I hope I will get better. Thanks for your reviews. Some of this
next chapter is going to be in Michael's POV because I really couldn't
figure out any other way to make it seem as good without his POV and plus
since I am the author of this fanfiction (which by the way all the
character's belong to Meg.. muhahaha... snuck in my disclaimer), I have the
POWER to do what I want... I could have a bus run through the school and
hit Michael and Mia if I wanted, which I don't, and it's not gonna happen..
BUT I have the POWER!!! Ok... sorry... on with the story....
Michael's POV
That feels really good... Who is rubbing my head??? I know who I would like it to be but that really is not possible...
'Michael?'
Feeling a bit dizzy, the only words I am able to mumble are.. 'MMM..more..Rub... Head'
'Michael, here, let me help sit you up.'
I opened my eyes and realized that it is Mia who is cradling me in her arms...and then I realize that I can't see a thing...
'I'm BLIND!' I screamed, sadly, in a very girlie voice... Can you blame me??? BLIND MAN HERE!
Ok, so then Mia starts giggling... I really have to dreaming... There is no way that Mia, my Mia, would ever start laughing at me, not when I was telling her that I am blind. I don't think that even Lilly would do that.
'Michael, um, it's just dark in here, ok? ... you are not blind...' she says between giggles..
This has to be a dream... Mia and I, alone, in a dark place? Never would happen in real life. I might as well make the most of it.
'Mia?' I say slowly.
'Yeah Michael?' God I love the way her voice sounds when it is so full of concern. This is going to be a great dream.
I reach my hand up to her face, brushing the hair away. That feels very real, but It can't be. Can it? No, it can't.
'Mia, I love you. I don't really know when it happened... It just kind of built up. I went from liking the conversations we would have, to noticing things about you. Like the way you bite you lip, when you are working on your Algebra, or when you nervously fiddle with the paper from your straw, or how you stand your ground when you really believe in something, even if you don't voice your opinion, you still know what you believe. I went from noticing those things, to loving them, and realizing I didn't want to spend the time away from you to forget them.'
The dream was going really well. Then I kissed her... and realized it couldn't be a dream. It was way to great of a kiss to be a dream.
Mia's POV
This is actually pretty amusing. Ok, I really should stop laughing at him, seeing as (hee hee.. seeing) I would probably be freaking out too if I took a blow to the head and then woke up and it was dark. Normally I wouldn't be laughing so hard. Maybe it is the glue fumes.
STOP LAUGHING MIA.... Michael will definitely never love you if you laugh at him during one of his darker (hee hee.. darker) moments... NEVER LOVE YOU!
Whew.. I finally made myself stop and explain what was going on.
'Michael, um, it's just dark in here, ok? ... you are not blind...' Ok... so I let a few giggles slip between words. Can you BLAME me? He screamed like a girl! But in very cute way...
'Mia?'
Oh god. Here it comes, the I hate-your-stinking-guts-you-make-me-vomit, speech. Well that's what it should be, but by the way that he said my name, something tells me that it isn't.
'Yeah Michael?' Thank god it is dark, my cheeks are turning SUPER red, like I-got-in-a-fight-with-Ketchup-and-it-won red.
Is he touching my face? Is he..?!!!
Oh MY GOD! HE DID!!!!
And did he? DID HE JUST SAY HE LOVES ME??!!!
It is just the concussion talking... I can't let myself get my hopes up
... But for someone who has a concussion, he is saying some awfully well thought out things,
I can feel him leaning in.. (can't see)....
Is it horrible to take advantage of someone who you have hit in the head????
Michael's POV
That feels really good... Who is rubbing my head??? I know who I would like it to be but that really is not possible...
'Michael?'
Feeling a bit dizzy, the only words I am able to mumble are.. 'MMM..more..Rub... Head'
'Michael, here, let me help sit you up.'
I opened my eyes and realized that it is Mia who is cradling me in her arms...and then I realize that I can't see a thing...
'I'm BLIND!' I screamed, sadly, in a very girlie voice... Can you blame me??? BLIND MAN HERE!
Ok, so then Mia starts giggling... I really have to dreaming... There is no way that Mia, my Mia, would ever start laughing at me, not when I was telling her that I am blind. I don't think that even Lilly would do that.
'Michael, um, it's just dark in here, ok? ... you are not blind...' she says between giggles..
This has to be a dream... Mia and I, alone, in a dark place? Never would happen in real life. I might as well make the most of it.
'Mia?' I say slowly.
'Yeah Michael?' God I love the way her voice sounds when it is so full of concern. This is going to be a great dream.
I reach my hand up to her face, brushing the hair away. That feels very real, but It can't be. Can it? No, it can't.
'Mia, I love you. I don't really know when it happened... It just kind of built up. I went from liking the conversations we would have, to noticing things about you. Like the way you bite you lip, when you are working on your Algebra, or when you nervously fiddle with the paper from your straw, or how you stand your ground when you really believe in something, even if you don't voice your opinion, you still know what you believe. I went from noticing those things, to loving them, and realizing I didn't want to spend the time away from you to forget them.'
The dream was going really well. Then I kissed her... and realized it couldn't be a dream. It was way to great of a kiss to be a dream.
Mia's POV
This is actually pretty amusing. Ok, I really should stop laughing at him, seeing as (hee hee.. seeing) I would probably be freaking out too if I took a blow to the head and then woke up and it was dark. Normally I wouldn't be laughing so hard. Maybe it is the glue fumes.
STOP LAUGHING MIA.... Michael will definitely never love you if you laugh at him during one of his darker (hee hee.. darker) moments... NEVER LOVE YOU!
Whew.. I finally made myself stop and explain what was going on.
'Michael, um, it's just dark in here, ok? ... you are not blind...' Ok... so I let a few giggles slip between words. Can you BLAME me? He screamed like a girl! But in very cute way...
'Mia?'
Oh god. Here it comes, the I hate-your-stinking-guts-you-make-me-vomit, speech. Well that's what it should be, but by the way that he said my name, something tells me that it isn't.
'Yeah Michael?' Thank god it is dark, my cheeks are turning SUPER red, like I-got-in-a-fight-with-Ketchup-and-it-won red.
Is he touching my face? Is he..?!!!
Oh MY GOD! HE DID!!!!
And did he? DID HE JUST SAY HE LOVES ME??!!!
It is just the concussion talking... I can't let myself get my hopes up
... But for someone who has a concussion, he is saying some awfully well thought out things,
I can feel him leaning in.. (can't see)....
Is it horrible to take advantage of someone who you have hit in the head????