B/N: Hey, y'all! It's not Liss. It's the much cooler beta, robtaymattlouned. I'm updating this because Liss is busy doing something "important" and I love you all, so I'm giving you a little treat. She was planning on updating today anyway, so she shouldn't get too mad.

Ooh! There's another Schwartzibrow story in the works, for those who care. And Michael's not gay this time, so don't worry.

Mia's POV...

One minute Michael was cupping my face and kissing me, and the next he was pulling away, standing up and running from the library.

I sat there for a second, staring out at nothing, not a thought ran through my mind. Then I slowly packed up my books and stood up, still in shock.

On the way out the door, which Michael had run through just minutes before, I saw that he'd dropped the tiny blue vest he'd had in his pocket. Without thinking about it I picked it up and put it on the top of the pile of books in my arms, then I kept walking.

I walked slowly and in a daze all the way up to my dorm room. I didn't even say hi to all the people I passed who spoke to me.

Not bothering to search through my handbag for my keys, I banged on the door and waited for Hayley to answer it.

"You changed your mind!" she cried when she saw me, although she didn't notice the distance in my blank expression. "I knew the prospect of studying was too boring compared to coming out with me and Mags. She'll be here soon though so hurry up and get ready!"

Instead of doing as she said, I dumped my books on the desk, all except for the tiny baby vest, and then climbed under the covers of my bed, not even bothering to take off my shoes.

Hayley watched me with fascination. "What happened to you?" she said eventually.

I didn't reply, I just clutched the baby vest to my chest tighter.

"And what is that?"

When I didn't answer her again she came and pried it from my hands.

"Oh my God, Mia, is there something you haven't told me?"

I looked up at her blankly, not getting what she meant and not particularly caring anyway.

"Mia, are you... pregnant?"

"No," I said finally. "But Holly is."

"But you already knew that. Is it just sinking in? Did you buy this for the baby?"

I shook my head. "Michael did. For his son. They're having a boy."

"Oh... But then why are you so upset about it?" she asked.

"I'm not. Michael's happy. He's really happy about it. He's so happy he kissed me..."

"Oh, Mia, what happened?" She sat down on the end of the bed and passed me a tissue. I hadn't even realised I was crying.

"He was talking about the baby and how happy he was, and I told him I was happy that he was happy and then he just kissed me!"

"And?"

"And then, after a good minute, he just stopped, stood up and ran out of the library. He dropped the vest on the way out."

"He's probably just confused, Mia. He probably didn't even know what he was doing."

I nodded and wiped away the silent tears that were streaming down my face.

"I know that doesn't make it ok though. I mean, you guys can't get over each other by going around occasionally kissing. What was he even doing at the library?"

"Helping me study," I meekly admitted.

"Oh, Mia. You can't do that anymore, you know that. It won't work. You'll never get over him that way."

"I know, but..." I couldn't say anymore without sobbing.

Just at that moment someone knocked on the door. Hayley stood up to answer it, stepping outside to talk to whoever it is.

A few minutes later, both she and Maggie walked in.

"Hey, Mia," Maggie said softly. I've never heard her speak so softly in my life. "Are you ok?"

I half nodded, half shook my head.

"Do you want anything?"

There's only one thing I want, and it's completely unattainable, so I shook my head.

"Do you want to come out with me and Hayles?'

Yeah, I'm really in the mood for a party. I shook my head again.

"Do you want us to stay here with you?" Hayley asked, sitting back down on my bed.

"No, that's ok. You guys go out without me," I muttered, reaching for the baby vest again.

"Are you sure?" Maggie eyed the vest suspiciously.

"Yeah, definitely. Just go, I'd rather be alone."

"Ok," Hayley said reluctantly. "We won't be too late though, if you feel like talking about it later, we can."

"Thanks."

Hayley grabbed her bag and they left, leaving me alone to wallow.

After ten minutes of lying in my bed in silence, I rolled out of it, took off my shoes and put my pyjamas on. Then I went over to the stereo.

Michael's CD is still in its case next to the CD player. I took it out and put it in, then I pressed play and programmed it to repeat all.

I grabbed a couple of tissues, just in case, and hopped back in bed.

I listened to it over and over again. But I'm determined to only use one tissue.

Eventually I wasn't crying anymore. I'm not even crying when Michael whispers "I love you," at the end. It has no effect on me.

A good, long hour later and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of Michael's voice. I no longer believe him when he says or sings "I love you."

Happy with my progress, I changed CD's and fell asleep immediately. Even though it's only about nine o'clock.

B/N: Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I haven't read any more after this, I just know that EVENTUALLY she'll stop being retarded. Oh, and Liss is skanky. I swear! More to come, and I don't know about you, but I CAN'T WAIT. So let's all review a whole bunch to encourage a quicker updation, shall we? Also, you guys should all listen to Phantom Planet and C&C Music Factory and boogie your butt off. Oh, and read 'Bust a Cap.'