Part 2: Chapter 10

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"Adddyyyyy" I scream when I see her walking out of the airport. "Miaaaaaa!!" She drops her bags and runs towards me with her arms open. I wrap my arms around her and hug her like I will never let her go.

"I can't believe you're here. I missed you so much" I say when I finally let her go. "I missed you too" she says, grabbing her bags from the ground. "Don't say 'too'. It sounds like you're agreeing with me" I say, than realize where I got that from. No Mia, don't think about last night. Don't think about Lando. Don't think about the phone sex, don't. Don't. Too late. Fuck.

"Hello?" Addison waves her hand in front of my face. "Sorry, what did you say?" I shake the thoughts out of my head. "Nothing" Addison laughs and shakes her head. "How was your flight?" I ask while we walk towards the bus. "Fine. Very hungry though" she says. "Lets go eat something then" I say as I hook my arm through hers.

About an hour later the waiter comes back with our food. She tells me all the things I've missed back home. And I tell her about school, my new friends and of course Lando. She's so happy for me. God how I've missed chatting with her in real life.

"Thanks for buying, Mia" Addison says while waiting for me to pick up the check. Which I do. My empty bank account is not going to like this. "I know you can afford it now" Addison says, trying to sound jokingly. "What is that supposed to mean?" I ask. "Well, since you started dating the famous Lando." I can't help but notice a hint of jealousy. "I don't get what that has to do with my bank account" I say when I give the waiter a bill of twenty. "Sure. You're right. I shouldn't assume things" Addison laughs is off. What a weird thing to say. I bite my tongue, this is not worth some stupid little argument. "Should I give you a tour of Milan for a bit? Maybe we can go on a tour bus or something?" I ask when we walk out of the restaurant. "Sounds fun" Addison says. I can't help but feel something has changed between us over the past year. No, don't be silly. Don't start imagining things now.

When we get back to my appartement a few hours later, I lay down on my couch. "God, my feet hurt from all that walking" Addison says when she lays down besides me. "Ugh, tell me about it."

"I gotta go to the toilet" Addison says a few moments later. She sighs as she stands up. "I don't have any cute photos of us to post" I say as I put my phone down. I want to post a photo of us to celebrate our friendship. "I'll look through your photos to see if you have one" I say and grab her phone which is still on the couch. "No! Hold on for a second, i'll look" she screams from the bathroom. "Relax, it will one take a second" I yell back.

I go to her instagram to find one. "Mia, i'll look. Just give me a fucking second."

"Jeez, relax. It's not like this is the first time I've gone through your photos" I say. A dm comes in. I click on it by accident. Oh shit. I want to go back, but then I see a familiar name. Wait, what?

"Addison, why is Lando in your dm's?" I ask confused. I know I shouldn't, something about privacy or some shit, but click his name anyway. "Don't" she yells from the bathroom. I hear her flush the toilet. She runs out with her pants half open. I stand up as I read through them, holding her off so I can read. The first one is from a couple weeks ago. The rest is spread out over a couple of days.

Addison 1:04 p.m.: Hey! See you're dating my best friend.

Lando 11:46 p.m.: He, yes!

Addison 11:48 p.m.: If you need any advise you know where to find me😉

Couple days later
Lando 7:13 p.m.: I'm good, thanks

Addison 7:14 p.m.: Oh come on, you know how she can be. Always so sad and whiny

Lando 7:26 p.m.: Don't think you should talk like that about your best friend, especially my girlfriend.

Addison 7:28 p.m.: She doesn't mind. You're pretty cute

Addison 8:45 p.m.: Here is my number if you ever want to talk *sends number*

Addison 9:14 p.m.: 🤭🤭

Addison 11:56 p.m.: I was only joking

Addison 1:24 a.m.: Just checking to see if you would cheat

Addison 1:44 a.m.: 😉☺️

Addison grabs the phone out of my hand. But i've seen enough. "Addison, what the fuck is this?" I ask. Still hoping this isn't true. "You shouldn't look through my phone" she says angry. "Why the fuck are you angry?" I almost yell.

"It's not cool to look through my phone, Mia."

"Why are you messaging my boyfriend?"

"He's not your boyfriend anymore" Addison says while sitting down on the couch. I shake my head in complete disbelief. "Why would you do that to me?" Tears stream down my face. "You guys were fighting and I didn't think you were together at that point" she says.

"So what? I tell you about a stupid argument and you start messaging my boyfriend?"

"It's not like that" Addison says. "Well, how is it then? I'm not hearing you explaining anything?"

She sighs, but doesn't say anything. "Did you also flirt with Noah while we were together? Do you know what, don't answer that. I don't even want to know."

"I didn't" she says. I feel like she wants to add 'not when you were together anyway', but she doesn't.

"You've got to be kidding me. You don't see how fucked up that is? You're supposed to be my best friend!" I almost start yelling, maybe if I yell she'll realize what she's done.

"I am!"

I shake my head. "You're not. I.. I need you to leave." I walk over to my bedroom and grab two bills of fifty and hand it to her. "This will pay for a hotel for tonight. I'm sure you can change your flight."

"Mia, come on. It wasn't serious. I was just joking" she says, only now realizing i'm serious.

"I need you to leave. Now."

"Mia, please.."

"Now Addison!" I'm almost scared of my own voice. She looks at me with tears in her eyes. "I never meant for this to happen" she says with tears in her eyes. "Sure. I'll call you or something" I say when she grabs her bags. "Text me when you get to a hotel" I say, holding the door open for her. I wait till she gets in a taxi and drives off. What the actual fuck just happend.

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