Xavier's POV
Fuck! I think messed up everything with Mia now. Just 2 days ago I kissed her, she landed in hospital, she had to face her cold hearted mother and I had to go and pull this shit. Her mind and emotions must be all over the place and I hate that idea of it being mostly because of me. This is quite the cherry on the cake. Now she's in her room doing god knows what. I'm contemplating whether I should go in and talk to her or not.
"What should I do?" I asked Esmey and Leo who have just given me an earful after telling them what happened. They both kept quiet. Looks like they don't know either. Sighing I got up to go to her. I should at least apologize. I genuinely didn't think my words would scare her off.
"Dude where are you going?" Leo asked. Esmey spoke before I could.
"Going to her isn't a good idea right now. She needs time alone Xavier." she said softly.
"I can't just sit here!" I said with frustration. Taking a deep breath I brushed my hand through my hair and sat down. "I need to know what to do with her. I'm sure it's clear as daylight that I want her. But every time I think I'm getting close, she pushes away. It's like we're taking 1 step forward then 5 steps back."
"Xavier. This is Mia we're talking about. She isn't going to succumb to you just because you like her. You must learn her. You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. Always remind her that you're here for her. You must be there to hold her when she's about to give up, when she's crying. Most importantly you must appreciate her for her because so many have tried and failed she needs to know that she's worthy of being loved. This is how you get her. You can shower her with money and charming words but at the end your actions are everything." Esmey said.
Now that I think about it, she's right. Actions are everything. Words mean nothing when your actions are the complete opposite. Like have you ever wondered why humans don't always believe words? I guess the reason is that words are alterable. Words don't necessarily have the effect that actions do on people. Words are easier to forget, while actions can't be forgotten that easily. Like it's impossible to show people how truthful your words are without evident action. But how to prove that Mia? I don't know how but I'm defiantly going to find a way.
"I'm going to need you guys' help" I said determinately. Leo and Esmey looked at each other and smirked.
"Already ahead of you Hernandez." Esmey said.
Esmey's POV
Xavier looked at us with the most confused look ever.
"What are you fuckers up to?"
"So like your friend here told me about the private beach house your family owns." I said. Leo nodded in confirmation.
"Yeah so. What's that got to do with our problem right now?"
"Hello! Should I emphasis on the word private?"
That sentence itself was like an eye opener as a huge smile formed on Xaviers' face. But soon faded.
"ugh it's not like I can walk up to her and say hey Mia so like my family owns a private beach house and I would like to take you there"
"Why not?" Leo asks stupidly.
"Because it's Mia you fucknut." I said with a whack to his head.
"I got an idea, I can knock her out cold caveman style and then take her." the guys laughed and said "it's a good idea".
As Mia's best friend it's a small job and duty of mine to make sure that she has nothing but happiness in her life. I'd be so happy if I could shed just a little bit of color in her black and white world. And honestly, Xavier is that color her life lacks. I know he is. We just got to make her realize that. It's hard to put it into words just how much she means to me, because words will never be enough. I know my life wouldn't be the same without Mia. We have walked so far, laughed so hard, and cried a sea of tears together through all these years. Literally. We have climbed each other's highest peaks, and seen each other at our worst. There's nothing I wouldn't do for her and I'm sure as hell there's nothing she wouldn't do for me either.
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RomanceMia Thompson is a person living in her own world. She doesn't usually do things others her age do. She's tired of living in this world but is afraid of dying. She feels like she's just a waste of bones and organs and is someone who will never find l...