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"So where are we going?" I ask walking along the side of him. He looks over and smiles, "you'll see" I roll my eyes, but keep my mouth shut as we continue to walk down this deserted street. I look around and see trash everywhere, broken toys, empty beer bottles. dead rodents, I grimace looking forward and and seeing only road, "Liam where are you taking me?" I ask curiously, he shrugs and keeps walking. I groan, "Liam if you're taking me somewhere no one will hear my screams, you didn't have to go so far no one would have cared" I tell him, feeling a cold breeze and shoving my hands in my pockets. He stops abruptly and I run into his back. "Hey! Why did you-"

"Why do you always say stuff like that?!" He shouts, cutting me off. I shrug, looking at the ground. I hear him huff and I look up. "It's not funny Mike," he says seriously. I laugh, "funny?!" I yell, "Liam I'm not trying to be funny. I'm not a fucking clown, I'm not here to make you laugh. I don't say the shit I do for shits and giggles." I respond shoving past him, he grabs my arm "Mike you're not alone dude, you can talk to me-" I cut him off, "don't start that shit, we're not friends Liam." I tell him, but in all honesty I would love a friend. But I can't bring myself to say it. He frowns, "Mike cmon just come with me" he says grabbing my hand, I jerk it away from him, "listen dude I don't understand what your weird obsession is with me, but I'm not going anywhere with you" I tell him, but I immediately regret saying that when I see the look on his face,

"Obsession? I don't have an obsession Mike." He spits, I look away the guilt weighing in on me. "You looked like you needed a friend, I needed a friend. I just wanted to be nice" he says looking towards the road, "we drove past this park when I first moved here a couple weeks ago, I wanted to show it to you, because I thought I could prove something to you" he says kicking a rock, I look at him confused. "Prove what to me?" I ask, he laughs "forget it, it's not important. Like you said, we're not friends" he brushes past me, I stare after him. Why am I such a fuck up? I always mess things up, I had a chance at a real friend and I messed it up because I couldn't accept it. I turn around and head back home.

"Fuck!" I yell, entering my house. Aria looks up at me confused, "what Aria?!" I yell, she holds her hands up, I go to say something when I hear an angelic laugh come from the side of her, my eyes drift and they land on Hannah Marin. "I, uhh hi" I say coming fully into the living room. She smiles, "hi Mike" I feel my heart race quicken, she said my name. She knows my name. "You know my name" I state and then mentally slap myself, I'm such an idiot. She laughs, "of course I do. I've known you since you were 8" she says folding her legs and sitting criss crossed. She notices me, Hannah notices me. I feel myself wanting to smile, which would be the first time I smiled in so long. But that all comes to an end when Aria speaks. "Ok bye Mike" she says shooing me away with her hand. I feel the anger boil inside me, I clench my fist and leave the room going upstairs. I slam my door, throwing my backpack off. "Fuck up" I say out loud that's all I am. I rub my face in my hands, I didn't want Liam to leave. I just don't know how to handle people actually wanting to be around me. I lay down closing my eyes, when I see pretty blues eyes pop into my head. I sit up immediately feeling guilty. I stand up opening my door and running downstairs. "I'm going out!" I yell and leave the house running down the road. Now I just have to figure out where I can find him.. He said something about that beaten up park, I guess I'll just start there.

Finally I start to approach the park, breathing heavily. I look around but don't see anyone. I frown, feeling disappointed. "Fuck" I huff, "Mike?" My eyes widen, "Liam! Dude I want to say sorry you know I'm not good-" I start apologizing, but he cuts me off stepping in front of me and shaking his head. "Nah don't even worry about it." He says sitting on the curb, I sit next to him. "I am sorry" I say honestly running a hand through my hair. He looks around curiously, his blue eyes shinning in the light. I tilt my head looking at him closer. His eyebrows crease and he gives me a funny look, "yeah?" I feel my cheeks heat up, "sorry" I mumble.. He smiles, and leans closer to me, my breath hitches in my throat. "Have you ever been here?" He asks leaning back, I let out a breath and shake my head. I've lived here my whole life, yet never even stepped foot here. "It's beautiful.. I like it here" he says picking up a pebble and rolling it between his fingers. "So where did you move from?" I ask looking over at him, he lightly squeezes the pebble and drops it. "Beacon hills" he replies closing his eyes. I look at him confused, "California?" He opens his slowly and nods. "Cool. I've never been there" I say standing up and dusting off my jeans. He stands up too, "do you wanna come to my house?" He asks, I look down I've never gone to anyways house before, I don't know if I should. "I don't kn-" he cuts me quickly, "oh cmon my mom can bring you home if you want to leave" he says smiling, I cave "alright let's go"

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