The Average Love Story

Chapter 12

Still Mia POV

I was at home watching tv on the couch, eating ice cream straight out of the bucket with a spoon. Because I saw it in a movie and figured that's what most girls do when they are stressing over a guy. I had ignored the text and received three more exactly like it. And two voicemails. I eventually just turned my phone to silent and threw it across the room.

I was alone again, but I didn't care today. I also didn't care about dinner, I think I'll just eat the rest of this ice cream. The television was up way too loud and the blanket that I had was getting way to hot. I just ignored it and spooned in another mouthful of the strawberry cream.

There was a thud at the door, and at first I was worried that it was Liam. But then Emma strides in with her eyes puffy red. "Why won't you answer any of my calls?" She demanded. I looked down at my phone that was across the room.

"Oh I must have dropped it!" I lied and ran over to pick it up. Sure enough there were five more missed calls and two of them were from Emma.

Emma flopped into the couch and began to cry again. "Are you okay?" I asked sitting beside her and patting her on the back.

"No," she blubbered, "My dad left today. He didn't even say good bye! And Steve wants me to spend some "quality" time with his stupid bratty kids. Ugh and I just called his kids stupid. Do you think I am being a jerk?"

I bit my bottom lip, trying to think how to answer nicely. "I think that you have had a lot of things happen recently and you don't know how to handle it." Then I went on, "Or maybe it's just that time of the month..."

Emma laughed and wiped her tears "Shut up," she teased and pushed me away.

I threw my hands up innocently, "Hey it happens to all of us. Ice cream?" I asked handing her a spoon.

"Thank you," she giggled, and we sat on the couch together with the overly hot blanket, too loud tv, and delicious strawberry ice cream.

After a few hours Em calmed down and decided she probably should be going home so she isn't grounded for life. I told her good bye and called Jay and said it was time to come home. He argued and yelled and told me he hated me. I told we could order pizza for dinner. He said he'd be home in 5 and hung up.

I figured that I probably should text Liam back, because his last voicemail said he would come to my house and and pound on the door all night if I didn't answer him soon. I think he was being a little too dramatic, but I believe that he would stay true to his word. So for Jay's sake I texted him.

Hello. It seemed a little awkward, but I didn't know what else to say. Sorry for ignoring you all day, I am sorry you were suspended, or something like that I guess could have worked

Mia?! Finally! Wait I am gonna call you just a sec. When I read this I felt panic, I think it's easier to talk to someone through text then actually saying something. I sat on the couch, and waited.

When I heard my phone ring I jumped a hundred feet in the air. I tried to catch my breathe and calm my heart, but it seemed impossible so I finally just pressed answer and whispered, "Hey."

"Mia! I am so glad you finally answered! Um I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner or something?" Liam sounded anxious. Was he kidding? I thought I already told him that we should just stay friends!

"No, I already told you-" I started.

"I know, I know! But I was thinking we could just hang out. I probably was moving things to fast anyways. So do you want to?" Liam sounded desperate. What he said seemed nice, because secretly I was longing to see him.

"Today?" I asked, finally putting a few walls down. Maybe it would be better if we became better friends and let things cool off with Emma.

"Ah if it's okay with you? I don't mind, whenever, I just need to make sure my mom is cool with it, where should we go? Just a second let me tell my mom." Liam stammered almost too quickly to understand.

"Wait," I laughed. "Jay and I ordered pizza, you could just come here!" I liked this idea better because then Jay will be here so it wasn't just the two of us. I don't know if Jay would appreciate it, but who cares about what Jay thinks?

"Okay," he said, still with a tone of relief. "Should I come now?"

"Maybe in like twenty minutes because I haven't even ordered it yet. Do you have any favorite toppings?" I asked.

"Just pepperoni,I don't really care! Okay I'll be there soon! Thanks Mia," he told me, about to hang up.

"Your welcome," I laughed. "See you soon."

"Yeah, bye!" The phone clicked. I sat there for a minute, trying to convince myself that this was going to be a good thing, and we were just doing this in a friendly matter. But all I could think of is that I am betraying Emma.