AN: Ta da!! I'm back! Well, for this chapter I am. I started High School, went to Europe and have been worked on my own fiction stories. I'd like to thank the people who've been reviewing even through my absence, and that's why I'll be writing another chapter for now. So, finally, here's John.
Chapter 9
Vacation From You
"Sitting alone, listening to the waves crash on,
The sun, is beating down so hard,
Suddenly, I find myself in a very deep slumber,
And guess who, comes into my dreams, as I lay?
On this sandy beach,
Oh, oh, it's always you,
Why does it have to be this hard,
I just wanted some time to myself,
But you always find your way, back into my mind,
And when I come home again,
I'm gonna need a vacation from you,
Even in the dead of night,
In the darkest, coldest place
And I look, to the empty other half of the bed,
Guess who I wish were sleeping by my side?
Oh, oh, it's always you,
Why does it have to be this hard,
I just wanted a couple weeks to myself,
But you always find your way back in to my mind,
And when I come home,
I'm gonna need a vacation from you,
Walking alone, down a crowed street,
There's no good reason why I'm even here,
And when time just seems to stop,
Guess who I imagine walking through the crowd toward me?
Oh, oh, it's always you"
Why does it have to be this hard,
I just wanted a couple weeks to myself,
But you always find your way back in to my mind,
And when I come home,
I'm gonna need a vacation from you,
I'm gonna need a vacation (far, far away)
(Far, far away) (far, far away) from you,
'Cause oh, oh, it's always you
Mia's POV
Lars gave me a briefing on tonight's plans in the limo.
"Okay, your Highness, we'll be driving now over to the airport where we shall meet your fiancé, John." I could see Tina giggling, but Lilly lightly slapped her on the knee. Lars was actually going to be coming to the show after all. Grandmere "discussed" it with some people. At first she didn't want Michael to come at all, and that he should give his ticket to Lars, but I objected of course. I really wanted Michael to meet John. I was kinda hoping Michael get jealous and realize that he was so much better for me then John. Or my luck, they'll become best friends and Michael will be John's best man (Grandmere would die before this happen though) for our wedding, and Michael would be just delighted. I was thinking about all this as Lars continued speaking of the plans, until he says abruptly, stopping my train of thought,
"Mia, there's John." At first, my mind went blank, and I was about to say, "Who", but I looked out the window and realized that we were at the airport, and there was John with a few bags in his hands.
It was really nice to see him in a way. He was the only one who was actually a friend of mine in Genovia. He liked who I was, and I likewise, but I just couldn't love him.
Here we go, I thought to myself as I stooped as I stepped outside so I wouldn't hit my head on the door.
"John!" I squealed, which honestly, scared the crap out of me. I hadn't squealed in my life. Grandmere would have smacked me on the shoulder if she had heard that.
"Amelia!" He said delightedly, "How wonderful to be back with you. You look gorgeous. I've missed you much." He kissed me on the cheeks.
"Thank you, I've missed you too!" I exclaimed. I wasn't lying either, it was true. I had.
As Lars put his things into the trunk, we slipped back inside the limo where John met Lilly and Tina.
I had to keep back my giggle as Lilly stuck out her hand and said, "Lilly M, I'm Mia's best friend."
Then, John kissed her hand, and said, "Ah, of course, Lilly, Mia's told me all about you."
But before Lilly could ask exactly what I had told about her, Tina stuck her hand out too, also trying not to giggle, but for a different reason. She loved this kind of stuff, being still the romance addict that she was.
"I'm Tina, also Mia's friend. Lovely to meet you."
John again smiled and kissed Tina's hand lightly. "Likewise." He said, and turned back to me.
"So, Mia, how have you been?"
"Wonderful, thanks. I love being back here in New York. Even though I've lived in Genovia most my life, I feel like this is my home." I smiled. "So how was your flight?"
"It was fine, thank you. So where are we going now?" He asked, looked outside while he was talking so he could see New York.
"Well, first we've got to stop by Lilly's apartment to drop these two off, then we're on our way to go see a play where we will be join by another one of my good friends Michael. I told you about him right?"
"Yes, I remember. It'll be good to finally meet him. Which play is it?"
I blushed, thinking about the play and how silly it would be to John."
"It's, um," I said stumbling.
"It's okay Mia, you can tell me. I'll just enjoy being with you."
Okay, now I was really blushing. And on top of that, Lilly and Tina were right there, and I had just, not to long ago, told them that I don't love John.
"Um thank you, I guess."
We were all quiet for a few minutes, until Lars asked about Michael.
"Princess, where shall Michael be meeting us?" He asked
"I'm not sure exactly. He said he'll find us. Not too hard since were in a limo and once I step out I have you, my bodyguard and John, so it won't be too hard to spot."
"Do you press now about us seeing this play?" John asked
"Not that I'm aware of. But I'm sure they'll figure it out before the show ends. We'll at least have them in our face when we're leaving."
"Mia," Lars said, "We'll need more protection."
"Then call for some more bodyguards when the car comes to pick us up. But they don't need to be at the show. You're lucky I like you Lars."
Lars smiled thinking that maybe lucky wouldn't be the word for a guy having to stand the whole show of Beauty and the Beast.
Soon we were back at Lilly's apartment, dropping the two girls off, then on our way to the show.
This is going to be one interesting night, I thought to myself.
Michael's POV
"Damn tie!" I screamed at the current mess that was strung around my neck. I wasn't too good at tying ties, and my nervousness wasn't helping either. Tonight, not only was I going to see Beauty and the Beast (not look forward to it), but also I was going with Mia and her well-known fiancé, John. Boy, this was going to be fun (note the sarcasm here).
The door opened, then slammed again.
"Michael?" Lilly screamed "You still home?"
"Yes! But I'll be leaving in just a few-" Lilly came into my room followed by Tina. "Seconds." I finished.
"We've met John." Lilly said, with a look that said, pay me and I'll tell you what he's like.
But just before I was about to say "Sure, Lilly, whatever you want." Tina gushed, "Oh, he's wonderful. So handsome, and very sweet and courteous."
"Oh great, thanks Tina." I said sarcastically.
Lilly smirked at my comment. "Jealous are we Michael?"
"Of course not." I rebuked, and then finished tying my tie. "Now, I must go."
I stalked away as Lilly and Tina said goodbye, and then started whispering as soon as I started to shut the door.
Why did I even bother doing this? What is the point? Even if on a parallel universe, Mia did like me still, her grandmother would never stand for it. "This is absolutely hopeless!" I said loudly, forgetting to keep it inside. I was now outside, and as I looked up from my shoes, to the street, there was Lars with the limo. He had a smirk on my face, obviously hearing what I had just said. But what was he doing here? Oh, I hope Mia and John aren't in the backseat.
"Hello Michael." Lars said, the grin still there.
"Lars? What are you doing here? I was supposed to drive myself over."
"Mia thought it best that the limo pick you up. She wanted to find you easier, and she also said she wanted all three of you to ride together home."
"Really she said that?" Mia doesn't hate me! Of course she doesn't, I already know that! What I want to know is if she still loves me.
Lars opened the back
door for me, but I shook my head.
"I'll just sit up front
with you."
"Good. I can talk to you better that way."
Mia's POV
Ugh. Where are they? Lars said they'd be here soon when I called him two minutes ago.
"Mia? Should we go inside? I promised Lars that I'd keep you safe. There won't be as many people inside." John said, coming up behind me.
I sighed and was just about to let John take me inside, when I saw the limo ride up.
"John! Wait, there here. I can't wait for you to meet Michael!" And I couldn't wait to see him again. Actually, rather see me. It was a rare time when I actually thought I looked good. Even now that my feet match my body, and my hair doesn't look so crazy.
The limo stopped right in front of us. I found myself holding my breath, knowing Michael could see me and I couldn't see him.
John, being kind, went to go open the door for Michael. But just as he did so, Michael opened the front door, and stepped out! He glanced over at John, and seeing him poised to open the back door, said "Oh sorry about that."
Again, john being polite merely waved it off. "Don't worry about it." He said. "I'm John. Your Michael right?"
Michael looked a bit surprised that he had known his name.
'Yes, yes I am. Nice to meet you John." He looked over at me, eyeing my outfit carefully. "Hello Mia, you look great."
Oh my gosh, John must surely know I like Michael know when I blushed as red as a strawberry. Only Lars seemed to notice though, himself now stepping out of the limo. He chuckled. I hate how men seem to have there own little secrets.
Michael and John began
casually discussing things such as movies and sports (since when does
Michael like sports?).
Lars was walking with me as the boys
walked ahead of us. Maybe Lars saw me glancing at Michael's butt,
or maybe he just knew. But either way, he said, "In a bit of
a dilemma Mia?" I wasn't surprised that Lars knew, but I wanted
to keep from saying it out loud again, so I lied.
'Oh course not." I said. "What dilemma?"
Lars laughed. "You know Princess, sometimes reporters don't lie."
Oh God, he had seen this morning's newspaper too. But I did the best to cover up.
"I don't know what you're talking about Lars."
"Mia, even though you've gotten older, and have changed, you're nostrils still flare when you lie."
Oh no, oh no, oh no. Not that again.
"Lars! If you tell anyone about my nostrils, I'll have you fired."
But Lars, not taking the threat seriously, just winked.
"We should go inside Princess."
"Right." I said, and we walked faster to check up with Michael and John who were now discussing the pros and cons of a World War 3.
"Hey Mia," Michael turned around "If we declared World War 3, would you be a ally to us?"
John answered for me. "It would depend on who was an enemy and what the cause was it for."
Michael looked at me again, waiting for my consent on John's answer.
"I agree." I said "Um, let's go to our seats okay?" And everyone nodded and followed me.
Michael's POV
I am so glad Lars told me about Mia's fabulous look before we pulled up, that why my jaw wouldn't drop to the ground when I saw her. But Mia must have embarrassed when I said hi, because she turned red.
John seems like a nice enough guy. We talked about sports, computers, which led to combat games, which led to World War 3. I asked Mia if her country would be an ally with us, but John answered before she could. And of course, to be polite, she agreed with him. She must have forgotten.
Flashback to 3rd grade
"Michael, this is stupid. I don't want to play." Lilly whines and stomps over to the door. "Mia, you coming?"
"I'll be right there." She says looked at Michael's face while saying it. He smiled at her reply.
"Whatever." Says Lilly and exits.
They were playing war in Michael's bedroom, coming up with all these crazy ideas of how World War 3 would start and who by. Michael had said that it would be this crazy American who finally would go mad because McDonalds got his order wrong again. Then the rest of world would unite against McDonalds. Lilly thought this was stupid because then it wasn't a World War 3, only a war against McDonald.
"So Mia," Michael said when Lilly left. "If we went into World War 3 because McDonalds would you be an ally?"
"Of course." Mia said, "I'm a vegetarian."
Michael laughed, his shoulders shaking. Then he got serious, looking at her with a half smile. "That's good to know."
End of Flashback
Oh well. I guess her just doesn't remember from that far back. I, on the other hand remember everything that happen between us. Yes, that might be a little obsessed, but I can't help it.
Oh, the shows about to start. Please help me get through this show. That and grabbing Mia's hand, which is resting so nicely on the armrest.
