DISCLAIMER: I still don't own any of the characters… Sadly but true.
Mike and I danced for a majority of the rest of the night. He basically talked the whole night too, but I only stood with Mike for the fact that Edward had made me. Another reason, and I was trying not to let it get to me, was that I had seen Edward and Tanya talking. But, that was only one-side based. They had walked into the living room/dance floor about 20 minutes into my time with Mike. She must've thought since I wasn't around him that it was safe to go back and try her way back to him. When I had seen Edward alone before Tanya bugged him, I had hoped he changed his mind and wanted to dance with me again. But, he never budged.
At one point, when I had glanced to see where he was, I saw him frowning and really not enjoying himself. Then, his eyes gazed in my direction, like they had previously, and a smile crept upon his face. Of course, Tanya was there to notice and she turned to me and glared at me. The thought 'if looks could kill' crossed my mind at that point.
I began to play along with this game she was creating for herself. I would casually walk by the 2 once in a while to get a 'drink'. I knew I was causing problems and that was the point.
Mike and I had stopped dancing altogether to get some drinks and talk some more. I didn't know he could talk that much. He seemed like a girl the way he noticed and mentioned all the little details of the people around us.
Mike handed a spiked glass of punch which, I took just so he wouldn't make a big deal out of it.
Mike had taken a sip and we began to walk around the party. 'Making the rounds' is was he had told me. It was his house, his party, his reputation on the line.
By the time we had been around the house twice, Mike was pretty much gone. On the way back to the dance floor, I walked by Edward to see that Tanya was no where in sight. I stopped by to say hi and he looked as if he were the happiest guy in the world.
"Where did Tanya go?" I asked. I really didn't care but, I wanted to know if my plan worked.
"She left. Said she couldn't handle this scene anymore. She'll be on a plane back to California tonight." he said, laughing. He didn't seem too bummed about his departed ex.
I put my hand on his shoulder and looked up into his green eyes and said, "Well, I hope she knows what she's leaving behind." And with that, I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. He looked down to me and the biggest smile I've ever seen form crossed his face. We just stared into each others eyes without another word.
Mike, having left my side to check out what Jessica and Angela were doing, came up suddenly out of nowhere. I jumped when I heard him speak.
"Bella. What's going on here?" he said, glaring at Edward. Clearly, the alcohol had hit him and he was too far gone to even care about the school day on Monday.
I pulled away from Edward just a quarter of an inch, never wanting to leave. Edward had his arm around my waist and a hand crept up to my bicep, a sure sign that he didn't want me to leave.
"Sorry, Mike. I was talking with Edward. He's all alone here. And since I've been hanging out with you for the entire night it seems, I wanted to give someone else my attention."
Mike didn't like the truth and stormed away. Of course being the nice person I was, I instantly ran after him.
Edward had tried to keep me with him but, I was half way up the stairs by the time he had caught onto what I was doing. I felt bad that I had hurt Mike. He was a good friend but, in his state of mind at the moment, no one could be sure what he was likely to do.
I made it up to his room a half a second after he did, catching the door as he tried to slam it shut.
"What the hell do you want, Bella? Seriously. Have you come here to hurt me some more?" his face was bright red. Tears began to swell into my eyes.
"I'm so sorry Mike. I didn't think you would care if I hung out with someone else for a change. You know, you do have a house full of other guests you could entertain." I said. Mike had settled on his bed and I made my way over to him. I sat down and he put his head in his hands.
"Bella, how the hell would you feel if the guy you liked a lot had been scamming on another girl right in front of you?" This sunk in. I knew exactly what he was going through.
"Mike, I understand what you're going through. But, I'm not yours. I will never be yours." I sighed.
"Why not?" he asked, upset.
"You're a really great friend but, I only like you as a friend." I paused. "You are a great dancer and friend I might add."
"Great. A friend. Thanks." he said. He sounded depressed and I didn't know what he was going to do next considering that he was drunk. I stayed by his side as he told me everything about what he was feeling.
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