Run With Me Again

Chapter 18

I'm sorry for the late update! I'm writing two chapters today. I've been getting lack of motivation and been kind of putting this to the side. Sorry you guys! Wattpad hasn't been very interesting for me in a while. I don't even feel like proof reading. GAH. I'm just turning lazy. ):

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I came back home and dressed into my regular house clothes. Mikey left a note on a refrigerator, saying that he had to go run some errands. I relaxed on my couch for a bit and then I did the unthinkable. I logged onto my twitter under Francis Westwick, my pseudonym for my books. Scrolling around and looking at tweets, I then searched up Liam's twitter.

Following. The word was now white in a blue box.

I looked at some of his tweets and laughed. He still couldn't spell. There were so many errors in these tweets.

Michael arrived home, while I was in the midst of reading one of Liam's tweets. " Hey Babe." he said as he plopped down beside me.

"Hey," I replied cooly. Mike pulled out his phone and started texting.

I should let him know about Liam's outing. He's my fiancé, he has a right to know.

I cleared my voice and tried to act calme and casual. Mike was still on his phone. "So..." I trailed off, but Mikey's attention was still towards the phone. "Liam's in town..."

"Mmhmmm." he murmured as he texted away. I continued to talk anyways.

"He asked me out on a date and I said okay." I said confidently. Mike twitched his head towards me to face me. "You what?!" he exclamed.

"I said okay..."

"But we're engaged! We're about to tie the know!" He tossed his phone to the side.

"Don't worry, he won't make a move on me and I won't do anything to him." I replied.

"Fine," Mikey grunted. "when is it?"

"Next Wednesday, I don't know what's going to happen though."

Mikey ran his hand through his blonde hair. He let out a sigh. "You know how I feel about Liam though." He finally said. I rolled my eyes in response.

In highschool, while Mikey and I were dating, he told me his personal jealousy of Liam. Of course he would be jealous. They were best friends, but Liam was always the "cooler" kid. Liam could beat box, sing, run long distances, box, and he was on the X Factor twice. Mikey was like the side kick in the friendship. 

"He's not better than you..." I said, slightly annoyed.

"Why are you defending him?! I thought you hated him?!"

I threw my arms up in protest. "OH MY GOSH! I wasn't even defending him! I said he wasn't better than you." I cried out, flabbergasted at Michaels dumb comment. I got up to leave, no longer wanting to argue. Michael stayed seated as I left and plopped myself on the bed.

Several minutes later he came in texting again. He turned the screen off on his phone, before he sat on the corner of our bed. "Look, I'm sorry. I said the stupidest commnet." Mikey said and gave me an apologetic face.

"Do you mean it?" I asked.

"Yes Ade, I really do." He replied with a sad face.

"Fine whatever..." I playfully rolled my eyes.

"You can hang out with Liam if you want.." he grumbled.

"Aww thanks, you know Liam's not that bad as I-"

"BLAH! BLAH! BLAH! I don't want to hear it!" he said and covered his ears. I laughed lightley and stood up to get some chores around the apartment done.