Hey!

So, hope you all like last chapter, thanks for your reviews! You guys are making me keep writing this because you like it!

If you've been asking the reasons for my delay in getting this updated, well, I have a good excuse, other fics... because some ones that are not even out are giving me lots of headaches...

About last chapter, I think they were really mature in their "little chat", right?

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Now, on with this fic!

Still Friday

Michael's POV

"No discussions!" I interrupted her before heading towards the door with her behind me.

I lead her to our garage for practice. It was a garage we rented two years ago from an old man, and he told us we could do whatever we wanted with it since nobody else wanted it.

We had painted it and we had a room next to it that had a sofa and some chairs. We fixed a table, got it in there and we had that room fixed, I choose to write my songs there if I get inspired during practice.

The guys bought a new sofa that we put in the garage.

When we got there, they were already waiting for me.

They were getting their guitars tuned and when I got there with Mia I quickly got my guitar and started to tune my guitar too.

I indicated the sofa for Mia to sit on and she sat there observing me tuning the guitar ½ tune up.

When I had almost got to the right tune Matt touched my shoulder and ruined everything.

"What Matt?" I hissed at him angrily after he had ruined what I was doing.

"Michael, who is she?" He asked in a down voice looking at her and almost drooling from his mouth.

"Matt close your mouth! She's a friend and no way you're inviting her out! She has a boyfriend!" I said in a harshly voice.

Since I know him, he's like this with girls, always trying to get a new one. Matt is like that, but someday he'll find someone that's like him, and that, I want to be alive to see it.

"Jealous suck, right Moscovitz?" He mocked me.

"What?" I asked trying to be unconcerned about what he had just said.

"I think you heard me!" Then he went back to his guitar. I looked at Mia that smiled at me. I smiled back and returned to my guitar getting the right tone.

"Is he right? I mean, me being jealous of John? I can't... We're friends, and I don't want to ruin everything like I did last time!" I thought.

"I'm ready, can we start playing?" Sidney asked interrupting what I was thinking.

"Do some exercises there, I need to get warmed up." I started to play some chords looking for a melody. I warmed both of my hands and got back to the melody.

I found a good melody and wrote it down. I was happy, my mood was good and I could write new songs when I was like that. I quickly grabbed my guitar and went to the room next to the garage. I sat in a chair in front of the table.

I put my pencil down with the paper where I was writing and grabbed the guitar again before I was interrupted by Sidney.

"Michael, you found a new song?"

"Well, at least the melody, I still need to write the lyric after."

"Oh, okay!" Sidney was our drummer. The better we could get for now. When we were trying to get someone for drummer, he was the only one good at it, and that really tried hard for getting better, and we chose him.

"I'll be right there, let me just finish writing this down!" When I was finished with that new part of a song, I returned to the garage for our practice.

Mia's POV

I got a little worried today. Michael was warming up his hands to play in his guitar when he looked at me and I smiled at him. He smiled back and then went back to his guitar, in a while he got out of the room.

I thought that maybe he was mad at me, but Sidney, one of his band mates, told me not to worry, because he only went to write a new song. He must have seen my expression, because I think I had a really estranged one.

When he told me that I let out a big breath that made him laugh, I didn't want to ruin everything with Michael after all these years with troubles between us.

Michael came back ten minutes after and Matt asked him about the song.

Michael told him his mood was good, so probably they would have a new song. After that they started their practise. All new songs that I didn't know, except for "Tall Drink Of Water".

Their other songs were pretty good. One of them went deep in my heart, and made me ponder about my life how it is. About this thing going on with Michael and John. But now we're cool with each other, so I don't think I want to change things.

When I heard the first chords of the song he had sang to me back in my first year of high school, I felt tremendously well. I knew what this song meant and means to me. It's like Michael's shadow in me, of what we had together. Even if it is something from the past, the past I wanted to forget, I love it, it is and will always be my song, one that'll never forget.

When they were finished with their practice, Michael went to the same room he had gone before the practice, so I stood there, in the sofa, with his mates in the garage.

While I was thinking about the music I had heard, I noticed his mates talking about the song and Rita. I started to hear their conversation and they were intrigued to why Michael would still play that song if they had broke up.

I felt myself smiling. The song wasn't about Rita, it was about me. Even though he had told them the song was about her, for what I know of Michael, that must be because they were insisting too much to know the truth. It couldn't be about her, they didn't know each other.

And then I felt myself thinking about the song again. What if he had change his mind, and he had changed his opinion about the song, and that it was really about Rita in the present? I know that he really liked her.

When I finished that thought, I got up suddenly and walked without a direction. When I was conscious about what I was doing, I saw myself in front of the door to the other room, opening it. I tried to stop my hand, but Michael had noticed someone already.

"Sidney, I'm coming." He said.

"I'm not Sidney..." Then I took my hands to my mouth. I could have come back to the garage without him knowing that it was me, since he hadn't looked up from his guitar, but when I talked he looked at me.

"Oh, come in. I thought it was Sidney, he's the one that normally closes the garage. You need to get going?"

"No... I wanted to ask you something..."

"Oh, ask then." He said smiling in a tender way at me.

"You know the last song you played..." He looked at me deeply, with his beautiful eyes I used to get in and never wanted to leave when I was with him.

"You know that song." He said still staring me in the eyes.

"I know... your mates were asking why did you still play it if you and Rita had broke up."

"You know perfectly well it isn't about her..." He said returning his look at the guitar as if he were embarrassed.

"Why did you tell them that?"

"Mia, it wouldn't be normal to say it was about you." She couldn't believe Michael! She felt her heart flutter.

"What's wrong with me?"

He got up and left his guitar in his chair.

"There's nothing wrong with you, but you are my ex-girlfriend... even if we want to forget it." That was when I got slightly numb. He was right, it would have been strange if he said them the song was about an ex-girlfriend. He grabbed his guitar again and left the room.

I followed him and we were already alone. They had left a note for Michael in the sofa.

"Have fun you two! Take good care of her Moscovitz! Here are the keys." The paper was signed by Matt, Sidney and Bryan.

Bryan was the guy that talked less to me, he was the bass guitarist, and less communicative of them all. He was still sympathetic.

"I guess we are alone..." I said dumbly.

"Let's go." Michael grabbed the keys that were on top of the paper and opened the door to let me out. He got out with his guitar after me and then he locked the door.

We walked to our college and Michael came up to my room. When I was looking for my keys a girl came running down the corridor and shocked against me. I jumped to the side and lost my balance until Michael grabbed me after I had hit with my head on the door of my room.

I started to laugh uncontrolled embraced in Michael's arms against his chest. Lilly opened the door and was shocked, probably because Michael was holding me and I was grabbing my head.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay!" I told the girl. She blushed a little and then went away like would have bite her if she didn't run.

"What happened?" Lilly asked making Michael letting me go.

"Nothing, that girl came against me running, I lost my balance and hit my head on the door until Michael grabbed me." I said still interrupting myself to laugh.

"Oh, right." Lilly said as if she didn't believe.

"I'm going to my room." Michael said.

"Michael, try to study something, since you already failed last year!"

"You failed last year?" I asked somewhat shocked.

"Well, let's say that he stopped studying!" Lilly protested.

"Lilly shut up! Bye Mia!" And then he went away, leaving my jaw on the floor.

HEYYYY!

Hope you liked it! I tried to use something more descriptive, but I'm not sure if it worked!

DI PEKKA