Mistakes

starlitestarbrite2

Chapter 4

Mia's POV:

Great.

So I have just remembered something from Health and Safety. I won't find out instantly if I'm pregnant, it will take a while. So my throwing up, is just that. Throwing up, I mean, from a hangover.

Mom and Mr. Gianini left me here at the loft on the proviso that I was a good kid. And I normally am. I don't do drugs, I don't drink or smoke, I don't rat my hair….. etc. Just stick in the whole 'Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee' song from Grease and be done with it.

So now, I am in the bathroom, and Tina is knocking at the door because Michael is in the kitchen, and looks upset and she wants to know what is going on. I let her in.

"Mia, what is wrong? You look messed up, and so does Michael." she says, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"Nothing is wrong, I am just over-exhausted and Michael is hungover, like I am too."

"Oh, yeah? Well, I'm not stupid, and I think I know what's going on?"

"I had people crash at my place last night because we were drunk."

"Oh, yeah?" Tina says again. "Then tell me this, Mia, where did Michael sleep last night?"

"On the futon."

"Wrong. I think I would have noticed if there was someone apart from Boris sleeping next to me. Oh my God, wait, something else has just occurred to me!"

"What?" I say, thinking that she has just remembered something.

"You and Michael slept in the same bed--- you must have Done It last night!"

"Oh, Tina, I don't remember what happened last night."

"So you could be----"

"Yeah, Tina, I could be."

"Well, calm down and I will help you and Michael." says Tina, wiping my eyes with a tissue. "Mia, we will find a way. You will get through this."

Michael's POV:

I walked back to the kitchen holding my head. Now I remember why I don't drink at all, apart from the fact that I don't like the taste.

Boris was leaning against the counter.

"You're kicking yourself, aren't you?" he said casually.

I almost dropped the plastic cactus shaped margerita glass I was holding. How did he know? Unless we were really…..

Oh God, how embarrassing!

"Excuse me?" I choked out.

"You think you and Mia made whoopee last night, don't you!" said Boris. If the moment hadn't been so serious and excruciatingly embarrassing I might have laughed, on account of the way Boris pronounces his 'w's like 'v's.

I slumped into a seat.

"Oh man, Boris, I don't know."

"And now you think you may have, what does Tina call it, deflovered her?"

I ignored this comment, I couldn't be bothered pointing out that was not what it's called.

"Maybe. Hey, did you—" I lowered my voice sheepishly. "Hear or see anything last night?"

Boris tilted his head to one side.

"I drink way too many shooters last night, but I would have remembered something like that."

I put my head in my hands again and wondered if I had ruined Mia's life forever.

Author's Notes:

I know, the chapters are short, but I hope you enjoyed it regardless.

;)starlitestarbrite2