It's been 3 hours and I'm still just laying on my bed staring at my cellphone wondering what I should send to Miley. I don't know if I should apologize to her or just pretend like the whole thing never happened. All I can think about how hurt she looked after I demanded that she get out of my car.
What's happening to me? I can't believe how much power she has over me. Wait, that's the perfect thing to text to her! I quickly type out "What's happening to me Miley?" and hit send. Nervously awaiting her reply, I close my eyes and hold my phone close to my chest where I picture my heart would be, just like I wish I could hold Miley.
I must have dozed off for a little bit, because I woke up to my phone vibrating and alerting me that I have one unheard voicemail. With shaky hands, I dial my voice mail and hear Miley's beautiful voice say "I don't know what's happening to you Mikey. You've been acting so weird lately. You know that you can tell me anything, right? I won't judge you, no matter what you say. I love you Mikayla, you're my best friend and I hate to see you acting the way you are. I'm coming over after school to see you."
Well, that's just great. Why does she have to keep telling me she loves me? She obviously has no idea how much it affects me when she does. Well, at least she's coming here after school. My room is a mess, but I'll just shove all my crap under my bed. Not that Miley would care; she said she would never judge me.
Once I finish cleaning my room, I start looking through a scrapbook that Miley and I made together last year. Miley looks so beautiful in every picture. My favorite part of this scrapbook is the fact that there are no pictures of Miley and Oliver in it. It's just full of pictures of Miley and I. Looking at the pictures makes me wonder how much longer I can go without telling her how I feel. I look at the clock and see that I only have about 15 minutes before she gets here.
I begin to panic and pray that I don't say anything stupid when she gets here. I have a habit of doing that apparently. I honestly don't understand how one girl can have so much control over me. I guess it's true that love isn't fair. Would it even be worth it to tell Miley how I feel? I don't want to mess up my friendship with her if she doesn't respond in a positive way.
When I hear the doorbell ring, I am instantly jolted out of my thoughts. I freak out and look over myself to make sure that I don't look so disheveled. I open the door and see Miley, beautiful as ever. She quickly reaches out and hugs me. Well, here come the tears. I don't even know why I'm crying this time. She doesn't say anything, just stays there hugging me.
Once I'm able to somewhat pull myself together, we walk up to my room and sit on my bed. After some moments of silence, she turns to me and gives me a long look. Not knowing what else to say, I just sigh and lie back on my bed and cover my face with my pillow.
Miley, taking this is a gesture to start talking, begins telling me about how her day went. I hope that she doesn't mention Oliver, but before I can even finish my though, she starts talking about him. I take the pillow off my face and tell her "Miley, I don't want to hear you talk about him. I don't want to hear that you have all your classes with him." She gives me a weird look and reaches out to grab my hand.
The second our hands touch, I shiver in excitement. She doesn't notice, and instead asks me to tell her what's wrong. I explain to her that if I could tell her I would, but it's not the best thing to do. "Is it something I did Mikey?" she innocently asks me. Not really feeling like lying to her this time, I quietly say "It's everything you do Miley. Everything you do, every single little thing you do, affects me in a way I don't really understand. And if I told you what I really feel I don't think you would understand."
I turn to look at her and see that she's biting her bottom lip. I love when she does that. I'm scared of what she's going to say. I hope I didn't freak her out by what I said. "You're right," she says, "I don't understand. What do you mean?" Knowing I have nowhere to escape to, I have no choice but to close my eyes, take a deep breath, and say "I'm in love with you Miley."
Not hearing her say anything, I open my eyes to look for her. She's still on my bed, but she has let go of my hand. She looks at me with an expression that I've never seen before. She lets a quiet "Oh" escape from her lips. Without even giving me a chance to say anything, she gets up and quickly walks out of my room. I hear my front door slam shut, and her car start up.
For what seems like the millionth time today, I burst into tears. I think I just ruined my life. As much as I'd like to chase after her, I don't think I want to do anything else other than cry. The girl of my dreams just walked out on me after I told her I loved her. That wasn't the way it was supposed to happen. She was supposed to tell me she loves me too and then we would share the most passionate kiss ever.
I hate myself. Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut and pretend that everything was okay? She probably thinks I'm some kind of freak now. I can't deal with this. I think that the best way to get over this would be to switch schools or something. Maybe I can convince my mom to let me move out and go live with my grandparents.
That's exactly what I'll do. I know my mom wouldn't mind, she always tells me I need to spend more time with them anyway. I just can't face the fact that Miley doesn't love me back. I have to get over her. I call my grandparents and ask them if they would mind if I stayed with them for a while. Excited beyond belief, my grandmother tells me that she would love it if I would come and live with them.
Once my mom gets home, I ask her if I can go live with her mom and dad. Reacting exactly like I thought she would, she hugs me and tells me that she'll miss me but that I can go live with them for a bit. Well, that was easier than I thought. It's time that I get over Miley though, so I head upstairs to pack my bags so that I can head over to my grandparents place as soon as possible.
AN: So Mikayla's going to run away from her problems and move away from Miley. I didn't really plan on taking the story this direction, but it seemed like it would open it up for a bunch of other things to happen. It was a bit harder to write for some reason. The next chapter will be in Miley's POV, so that should be interesting to write. It should be up pretty soon!