WHY DO OLDER GUYS LIKE ME?!?! (editing)

milo needs to thnk

hey yall!! i know im finally uploading again!! this chap was fun to write and it give a lot of info on milo! soo yay! i dont want to give much away soo her you go... but first to things 1] song is.... PERFECT MISTAKE BY CARTEL...2] I WANT TO THANK ALL MY FANNS WHO ARE READING THIS AND COMMENTING! I LUV YOU ALL AND IM SOO HAPPY YOU LIKE MY STORY!! I TRY REALLY HARD TO WRITE DOWN STUFF YOU GUYS WILL LIKE.

SO HERE YOU GO!!!!

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Chapter 11

Milo's pov

I sit staring at my computer screen trying to type the email I know I need to, but can't bring myself to. For one if I do send it I could ruin everything, and for two if I don't I might just mess things up for later. Grr why was this so hard?!

The loud rock music pulsates from down the hall, my roommate loves loud music and I for one was not opposed but of all times he picks now!? When I was contemplating the thing that might just save my love life and or future love life.

I pound my fist on the wall and yell, "Dude, turn it off!" I wait a minute making sure he would, and he did. But I knew it wouldn't be the end of it. He appears in my door frame with a somewhat irritated look.

"What's your deal?!" he demands obviously cranky.

"I'm in the middle of a crises, and dudes yelling about their problems does nothing to help solve mine so please keep it down?!" I ask irritated myself.

He smirks. "Could you be trying to find a place to send your application? Or typing an essay on your hero?" he asks suddenly a lot more into the conversation. I frown at him.

"No."

He sighs and falls down onto my bed. "We graduated 6 months ago. Most of the guys already applied somewhere. You need to too. Thinking about your future is what you need to do now."

"Yeah, you don't think I know that!? I was gona send one tomorrow, but right now I need your help."

"Shoot."

"Okay, well you see I meet a girl a few days ago."

"Yeah, and?"

"She was sitting at the top of the bleaches at the high school, and she looked sad, so my damsel in distress radar went off. I had to see what was wrong. Anyway, as soon as I got to the top I realized that, I did, in fact know her. She's one of molly's friends. i heard-." He cut me off mid sentence.

"Hold up, slow down cowboy. Molly as in your little high school sister Molly?!"

I look down and nod to the floor un-able to look up at his judging look.

"Thought so. Go on."

"Well, Molly gossips a lot. So I heard her say that she was dating this jerk, and that they had kissed in front of everybody during a big fight between her and her brother. After words she got in another fight with this guy Collin. So I thought she could use a friend. Anyway, I went up and talked to her for a while and she was really cool, and she is hot. Like sun hot. Her boyfriend walked over in the middle of our conversation, so I had to leave. A week or so after that, I saw her at the club I was at last night. So as in yesterday. I gave her a ride and we ended up talking at the park and then we kissed. And I have feelings for her, but I lied about what school I went to seeing as she is a freshman."

I rush the last part out ashamed to have done it. I look up and Gary has a look of shock on his face.

"Dude, that is so not cool. She's a freshman, for crying out loud. That's a no no. we said no dating bellow junior and I meant it. That's Molly's age! That is so pedo like!" he huffs.

I scowl at him. "There's only a three year difference! I'm 17 and she is 14 and in a few months she be 15 only two years difference. Pedo's are old dudes. Besides I would never hurt her!" I defend myself.

He still frowns at me. "Whatever dude, just do what you got to do. Just don't drag me into to it." With that he pushes off my bed and walks out the door. I feel almost more confused than before which does me no good. I turn off my computer and plop down on my bed.

The only way to know if I like her as much as I think is to spend some time away from her. Try to get my feelings straight, and then go talk to her. I really don't wana screw this up. Not this time. I'm tired of being a screw up.

Emits pov

Since I knew nothing about the guy Casey left the club with I decided to do a little research. And turns out his name was Milo. Molly Rios's older brother, who just happens to have already graduated high school. Now isn't that interesting?

I smirk at my computer screen and relax into my desk chair. This was rich, just wait until Casey finds out. She's gona be so pissed, and then she'll see how right I am for her and come crawling into my bed.

Yep, needless to say this guy was history. And all I had to do was dial her number.

But before I do that should I have a little fun? The answer; hell yes! I was gona make this guy squirm like a jelly worm, for trying to screw up my plans.

This will be fun. I type in the email address that I found on his Facebook and send him a little warning:

Milo,

It's come to my attention that you have been fooling around with my girlfriend. Needless to say, I'm pissed. And when I'm mad I do dumb things, like oh I don't know let it slip to Casey that you are graduated and are just using her for some fun. Now the last part may not be true, but I know she trusts me enough to know that I wouldn't lie to her. Wink wink. So unless you want to get a lawsuit you WILL leave her alone. No more contact once so ever. I mean you don't have to listen to me, you can always keep talking to her and then I will tell her and she will be so heartbroken that she needs a little 'something' to cheer her up. Either way no harm done to me. Please choose wisely.

Sincerely,

Ur worst nightmare.

I look over the email a few times then hit send. I push away from the desk and hum a song as I walk over to my bed. Yup, the war has officially begun. I was so obviously gona win. I wonder why anyone would try.

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soo guys what do you think? still like milo? plzz leave a comment and tel me!!

srry bout the length

peace out

kate:)