Slowly Freaking Out

11- I'll Try My Best

Logan's POV

“I’ve got it!” Miles shouts excitedly, bursting into my room as Mae and I are sitting on my bed, watching a movie with a bowl of popcorn between us. She’s not actually eating the popcorn though because she’s painting her nails. When Miles realizes that I’m not alone in my room, his face falls and I give him a quick glare before returning my gaze to the TV.

“You’ve got what?” Mae wonders curiously, looking up from her bright blue nails.

“Uh…” He trails off, obviously not expecting his sister to be in the room with me so apparently, whatever it is that he’s got, it isn’t something that Mae should know about. “I’ve got an idea. Uh, instead of pepperoni pizza tonight, we could get mushrooms too.”

I scrunch my nose in disgust because mushrooms are just terrible on pizza. “That sounds disgusting.”

“You don’t even like mushrooms, Miles,” Mae informs her brother with an eye roll.

“Okay that’s true, but you like mushrooms, so we could get it on half or something,” He explains. “But then we’d have to give you half of the pizza so I now realize how ridiculous that idea is and I’ll go now,” He says before backing out of the room but before he leaves, he sends me a smirk and then a wink that Mae doesn’t see because she’s already back to painting her nails.

“My brother is so weird,” Mae grumbles after he’s completely gone.

I let out a small chuckle. “No kidding.”

“Do you think that Landon will try to kiss me tonight?” She abruptly changes the subject. It’s Thursday, which means that it’s only been a few days since Mae’s date and the whole kissing in the doorway thing. They haven’t seen each other in person since that night, but they have been texting nonstop for the majority of the time. They’re going out again tonight, so that’s why she’s painting her nails and everything.

“Well, yeah. That’s what boyfriends are supposed to do,” I remind her with a small laugh as I shove a mouthful of popcorn into my mouth.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Mae mumbles. “We had a date and then he kissed me, but he never asked me to be his girlfriend or anything. Honestly, I don’t even think he’s going to ask me.”

“Why wouldn’t he ask you?”

She shrugs. “I mean, have you seen him? He’s literally the definition of perfect.”

“Mae,” I sigh. “Are you stupid?”

“What?” She wonders, startled and confused by my question.

“I said: ‘Are you stupid?’ And I’m asking you this because you’d have to be stupid if you can’t see how great you are and how into you he is. Seriously. He took you on a date, which is obviously the beginning of a relationship, and then he kissed you which is way more than a ‘just friends’ type of thing. And if he’s just dating around, exploring his options or whatever, and he’s actually just stringing you along then you don’t need him anyway.”

“Do you think that he’s doing that? Dating other people?”

“No, I don’t, I’m just saying that if he doesn’t ask you to be his girlfriend soon then he’s either too shy or not serious enough about you- which he should be because you’re amazing,” I shake my head. “But you missed my point.”

“No I didn’t,” She objects. “I get it.”

“But if you think that he’s taking too long, you could always just ask him,” I suggest, chewing on some more popcorn. “I mean, this is the twenty first century and everything.”