He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 12

Micheal's POV

I was driving my car too fast like I was flying. I was enjoying though. I don't want to be late for school today. I just transferred a week ago and I've already ditched school a lot of times. As I reached the parking lot I saw a familiar face walking past me. She was wearing a tight black dress that reached 3 inches or 4 above her knees. It was an off shoulder dress. The girl probably was wearing a black 4 inch heels, and was wearing a light make up and her lips were tinted red. She suddenly turned and looked at me, and then her black eyes met mine. Her hair that was shoulder length bounced with that turn. Shit!!!!! "Micky?" I said to myself as I stormed to her while undressing my black coat. "What are you doing?!" I covered her with my coat but she shoved me away. "What the heck are you doing? What's wrong with you?!!" she busted. My eyes widened. She was pretty wearing this, but she... She looks slutty and she's showing a lot of skin. So not Micky! "What am I doing?! I am obviously covering you!!! All the boys at school are staring at you like they want to eat you! You're showing a lot of skin! So don't ask me what's wrong with me." I grabbed her hand but she shoved me away again. "I'm not going anywhere." her voice was calm but it was annoying me. She composed herself and tucked some hair behind her ear. "I ... I like it when boys stare at Me." she smirked. What the hell!!! I grabbed her hand again with force "Change your dress!!!" I screamed as I look away. Fck!! What was she thinking! I was dragging her to my car. "What are you doing? I told you, I like what I'm doing! You've just helped and saved me a lot of times but it doesn't mean you'll rule over the decisions I make." She was loud enough to get everyone's attention in the parking lot. I stiffened. What?! "Could you just please leave me alone?! Stop trying to be my hero, okay?! Micheal, I AM FINE", and she emphasized those words with a louder voice. She turned her heel away and walked ahead the school's soccer field, towards the school buildings. I was just standing there. That hit me hard! I was not saving her because she needs it, I want to save her and protect her because I need to! I don't want anyone to touch her! Not even look and stare at her like that! No one should hurt her! Because... Cause I... I fuckin like her!!!

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Time passed and it was lunch time, I hate to say it but Micky was avoiding me the whole time, even in the classes that we both are in. I was trying to tell her I was sorry but she kept on snubbing me.

I was sitting in the canteen alone when Micky's friends approached me. "Can we sit?" I recognized it was Louise. I just nodded and bite my burger. "So this is probably her plan." Another one talked. I don't remember her name but she was wearing a dress, unlike the others who were plainly wearing jeans and sneakers. "I'm Jerah, in case you don't remember." She raised her hand with a serious look on her face. "We're sorry about what happened this morning. We didn't even know she could wear those things. She is too conservative for it." the lesbian talked. "Chel." She said reaching a hand at me, and I shook it too. I was not able to talk. I didn't want to talk about it. "Have you made up your mind?" Louise spoke and eyed me. "What. What do you mean?" I raised my head and looked at her. She smiled at her friends and they all beamed. "Oh my God!!!!", the smallest girl of them stood. "So you like her?!" she exclaimed. "Whaaat?!" I almost choked the burger I was eating. "Amor, I didn't say anything.” Louise giggled. They tall throigh the eyes!! They're weird! Do they have some mental telepathy ability?! "What are you saying?" I stood up but they pulled me down again. "She hasn’t talked to us today." a serious voice from another girl. They looked at each other again. "What. Do I also need to introduce myself?" she looked annoyed but smiled after a while. Another eye talk! She looked at me."I'm Florence."."Back to the topic people.", Louise spoke again.

We were talking when someone stepped in. Micky. My heartbeat skipped. Tssskkk!!! "Hi.", everyone was quiet as she took her seat. We were all looking at each other. "Ah. Nice dress." Jerah finally broke the unbearable silence. "Great! Thanks. I know you'd appreciate it.", Micky beamed. She turned to everyone except me. This torture is horrible. This is killing me! "I'm going." I stood up with courage and smiled at them, but she still didn't look! Not even a glance. DAMN! I walked away immediately anc called Romeo. I was walking out the building as he answered. "Shit, men. I need a drink!" A lot of drinks! I need to get drunk! Shit! Shit!

Micky's POV

"What's his problem?" I said as I saw Micheal walking away. But I honestly know why, of course he's mad at me, I have been snobbing him the whole day. I thought my plan would be better off if he's not around. I want to do this my own. He's done so much for me. And even my friends too. "You.", Amor said and everyones faces turned to her, widened their eyes at her, ready to bury her alive. "Me?" Of course. Because his mad at me. "Yea. Yeah. You. What's wrong with you?" Amor continued. "Nothing. Do I look like something's wrong with me?” they all had that are-you-serious look. "YES!" they exclaimed in chorus. Geez, these girls. "You never wore heels; actually you don't know how to wear heels." Florence said. "You hate dresses, actually you always tell me I would be the only one who'd look good wearing a dress without looking like a bitch." Jerah pointed out. "So you mean I look like a bitch?" I raised an eyebrow at her. "You said, you don't like girls who wear that red lipstick. That's too much red!" She referred to my lips. "I said that?" I smirked at the thought that my friends still remember that. Well, yea. They were all correct. I hate heels, I didn't even have enough sleep practicing how to wear this shitty heels. Not even enjoyed the attention I get from cocky boys who’d eye my legs for this short dress. I also needed to have other explanations for my mom. But I wanted to look like someone who'd Carlos wants. I want to get him back.

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I've wrote enough for Micky's plan. SHE WANTS CARLOS BACK!!!

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