Mia's P.O.V.
For weeks with dealing with a stomach bug and bottles of pills later...I never felt anywhere near better. That was when...I started thinking.
"What do we do now?" Jessica asked.
I shook my head. "H-honestly, I-I-I don't k-know." I stammered, looking at my engagement ring.
"If Aunt Linda and Uncle Henry were here, they'll flip." she folded her arms over her chest.
She reminded me of my parents again. Tears were pooling in my eyes and I blink them away, but there's no use. They fell freely.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I didn't expect you to respond this way." she knelt down and placed a hand on my knee.
"No...I'm fine." I wiped my tears away. Now is not the time to cry. My heart races as I try to sink in everything. "...that's not what I'm worried about, Jessica..." I stood up from my bed.
Jessica's eyes were worried.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I looked at my engagement ring again. "...it's Carson I'm worried about."
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I was at Carson's penthouse for our date. The usual happens. We watch a movie and eat there or at my house. Right now I don't really like spending the day at mine. It reminds me of...
This time, we just watched whatever was on the TV, but since we didn't find anything decent to watch, Carson decided to put on Phantom, which placed a smile on my face.
He sat down, his eyes were glued to the screen, and his lips were lip syncing whatever was being said and sung. My legs were on his lap, but I was still sitting on the sofa. My left knuckles were supporting my temple, and I was looking at Carson intently.
Oh, Carson...
If Carson's eyes never left the screen, mine didn't leave his face. I adore each and every feature he possesses. I don't know what to say to him. This is actually the first time that I'm not paying attention to Phantom. The issue...not issue--situation, is very distracting.
Right now, I'm terrified. I'm not gonna lie. I just hope Carson does not and will not see it in me. I'm terrified for myself. I'm terrified for our future...most of all, I'm terrified for him. I don't know why I am. Taking my eyes off of him for a bit, I looked at the screen and sighed.
"You okay?" he whispered, caressing my cheek with his fingers.
"Yeah..." I squeaked. I changed my position and lied on my stomach on his legs with my face looking at him.
"You feeling okay? Do you need anything?"
Like on cue, I suddenly felt sensitive while lying on my stomach, so I just lied on my back instead. My eyes went to the screen. "I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy. But I'm fine, it's okay."
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For Better or For Worse
Teen Fiction**EDITING** One True Love? Meet, Mia Cordova. A rich, young girl who lives alone in her mansion. The people around her call her "Little Miss Perfect" in a good way because she is smart, beautiful and talented. But she has a problem. Well, Mia's neve...
