*Mia's POV*
"What happened then?" Chelsea begged for more.
I just chuckled, and continued making spaghetti,"He brought me back here, and then left." I explained, shrugging.
"So," she concluded,"You're, like, into him again?" She asks.
I thought for a moment. I didn't know if I wanted to be in a relationship just yet. Especially with Jon,"Yeah, I don't know about that."
"Oh, come on, from what you've been telling, which is everything I hope, it sounds like your head over heels for this man." Chelsea tells me.
"I'm not head over heels for him, Chels. we've only been becoming friends again for a few days.' I argued.
"Whatever." She gave up,"Why are you cooking, anyways?"
"We're having a guest over," I smiled, stirring the spaghetti.
"Who?" Chelsea rose her eyebrow.
"Someone. Now will you get me the Parmesan cheese?" I asked, and she got up and gave me the container of cheese.
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I put the spaghetti and garlic bread on the table, along with some cookies.
"Okay, he should be here anytime now. I need to go get dressed." I looked down to my shorts and t-shirt and then to Chelsea's almost fancy clothes I told her to wear earlier. I sped upstairs and changed into a cute cheetah print shirt and some nice jeans. I quickly put my hair up in a ponytail as the door bell rang.
"I got it!" Chelsea announced, as I slipped on some shoes and began my way back downstairs.
"Jon? You're the guest?" I heard Chelsea ask, as I reached the door.
"Yes, I am." Jon smiled and then noticed me. I smiled to him, and told him to come in. I escorted him to the kitchen.
"It smells delicious, Mia." Jon commented, as he walked in.
"Thank you." I smiled, as I sat down.
Jon and Chelsea both sat, and Jon looked to her,"So, Chelsea. How's it been?" he asked.
"It's been okay."
"What about with Troy?" He brought up.
Chelsea gave him a death glare, not speaking a word. Jon mumbled a sorry, and looked down.
"Well, then, why don't we begin eating, shall we?" I suggest.
Jon nodded, and got some food.
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The dinner went smoothly. There wasn't much talking between the three of us, but that's okay. Progress, right?
Anyways, the next thing is a movie. We're watching Tangled, Chelsea's pick. We all sit on the couch, me in the middle.
The movie starts, and the previews are the only sounds.
"Well, um, isn't this just magnificent?" I asked, trying to boost the mood.
"Eh." Chelsea shrugged.
"Definitely." Jon nodded, also cooperating.
"You guys are so boring." Chelsea complains.
"Are not." I argue.
"We can be fun." Jon adds.
"Not. You people are total buzzkill." She got up, and began to exit the room, she stopped at the door, and looked at me, giving me a secret wink. I rolled my eyes.
Of course, she did all that just to leave us alone.
"Wow, that happened." Jon chuckled, awkwardly.
"Yep." I nodded, and the movie began.
"Why are we watching this, again?" Jon asked.
"Chelsea picked it out." I shrugged.
"But she's not even watching it!" he complained.
"Yes, but what else is there to do?" I asked.
"I don't know." he said.
"Then be quiet." I chuckled, watching the movie.
Sometime during the middle, Jon and I had closed the space between us and he held me close, as I lied my head on his shoulder.
"I love this movie so much!" I smiled.
"It's alright." Jon shrugged, my head moving with his shoulder.
"Alright!?" I asked, shooting my head up, and staring at him,"How do you explain Tangled as 'Alright'?"
"I don't know, I just find it more of a movie on the boring side." He said, staring right back into my eyes.
I remembered from the past, when we had an argument almost exactly the same as this. But, with the movie The Little Mermaid.
And that argument ended with a kiss.
My eyes widened, "Uh, you're right. It is sort of boring, how about I go pick a different movie?" I asked, standing up, Jon losing me from his arms.
"Um, okay?" He answered, confused.
I smiled, awkwardly, and went to the movie cabinet, taking out After Earth, and replaced Tangled.
I went back to the couch, and sat a good distance away.
"What are we watching now?" Jon asked, slowly moving closer to me, as previews played on the TV screen.
"After Earth." I tried ignoring the fact of him scooting next to me.
"Good choice." He said, as he rested beside me, reaching his destination.
"Yeah," I sighed, thinking of an excuse to get up,"Want some popcorn? I'll go make some popcorn!"
"No, I think I'm good." Jon smiled.
"Great choice!" I got up and started to the kitchen, pretending as if he said yes.
I SLowly made popcorn, delaying my way back. But,the microwave beeped. I sighed, took a breath, and made my way back to the living room.
Jon Smiled when he saw me,"Popcorn smells great." he said, as I sat next to him.
"Yep." I agreed.
"Mia, are you feeling alright?" He asked, concerned.
"Perfectly fine, why?" I asked, looking at him.
"I don't know, you just seem off." He shrugged, running his hand through me hair.
"Oh..." that was all I could say, his eyes mesmerized me. I got lost, and I didn't like it. He smiled, slightly, and began leaning in.
I took a quick breath, before doing the same, my heart beat going crazy, and my thoughts jumbled up in my head. As we neared closer, my eyes shut, and I waited for the sparks.
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Dun dun dun. I'm so very sorry for taking so long! I was writers blocked!
How'd you like that chappie? was it good? Do u think they're gonna kiss??
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