Can You Keep A Secret?

Chapter One Hundred and Two

-Mikey's POV-

It felt odd to be on the train all by myself, especially with the memory of the Slough Station shooting in the back of my mind. I took note of the other people traveling with me to distract myself – There was a businessman wearing a suit and carrying a heavy leather briefcase, a couple of chavs messing around in the back corner, an older couple holding hands, and a younger couple doing a lot more than just that. Seeing them made my mind loop back to Liv, and I checked my phone, just out of habit – No new messages.

I'd tried to text and call a couple of times after our fight, but Liv had been completely ignoring me. With New York nearly a week away, I knew that desperate times called for desperate measures. The silence forced me to sit back and truly think about what she had told me, and what I could do to fix it. The problem that I'd kept running into was that I was looking at everything the wrong way – I'd spent way too much time thinking about what I could've done instead of considering where I could go from here. I'd pondered it whilst waiting in the hospital, but it was always easier to be courageous theoretically rather than in actuality.

The first step that I had to take was the hardest – I had to apologize to Andy. I think it sucked for both of us, mostly because it was a tender topic for him, so I used the time wisely. I let him know that I used the anger to hide the sadness – That he was an amazing part of my life and an incredible person that I didn't want to lose, and how it was scary for me to think how close it had come, and I'd never even known.

I explained that I got so possessive over Liv because I was afraid of losing her, too, and how the way that I behaved was probably going to result in us breaking up anyways. It was the deepest talk that we'd had in a while – Hell, the only real talk that we'd had – And I came out of it feeling both emotionally exhausted and invigorated. Andy let me in on how he was struggling to adjust to having a different sort of friendship with Liv – How being in a relationship changed some things between them, and it wasn't always easy on his end, either. But, even after having admitted that, he gave me the advice that I needed on how to fix things with her. Nobody knew Liv – or had had as many fights with her – as Andy, so I took his word and ran with it, quite literally. I had to hope that he was right and that this whole thing would be worth it as I continued towards my destination.

The last time I had made this trip, I had been certain that everything would work out, but I had long since lost that sort of confidence. Blair had granted me 24 hours to achieve my goal, which was hardly anything, especially if you subtracted the traveling time from that, but I had to take what I could get. I'd already been given the "You're supposed to be taking being in a band seriously and not go running off to see your girlfriend every five seconds" lecture, but I'd promised to learn my part for the cover on the train, and the others joined in to help me convince him, as well.

When I got to Liv's house, I stood outside with an uneasy feeling settled in my stomach. I knew that she wouldn't accept me with loving arms this time – She might not even let me inside – But I had to try. I didn't go all of this way for nothing. With my heart in my throat, I knocked on the door.