Brown Eyed Girl

What Do You Mean?

A/N: Okay, so after much thought, I've decided to keep writing this story, for Mimi, BUT it's going to be a very slow uploader, as I have a lot of stuff to do at home, and have started WAY too many stories, but it's all good.

I really hope you like this story Mimi, LOVE YOU <33

Henderwhore Out <3

Mimi's P.O.V

I was sitting in my room, waiting for my Mom to call us down for dinner. Today had been fun, but I was beginning to get nervous.

What do you do when your over protective parents finally let you move out of their house in Dallas, Texas, and to LA to folow your dreams?

Freak out?

Nope, doesn't really seem like the right thing to do.

Dance party like Logan?

Nope, and anyway, Logan would just laugh at me.

CAll Logan?

Good plan. It would be nice to talk to my best friend. Even though I haven't seen him in about four years. 

Now, to find his number.

"MOM, I LOST LOGAN'S NUMBER"

"DID YOU LOOK ON THE NOTEPAD BY THE PHONE?"

"NO"

"THEN GO DO THAT"

"THANKS MOM"

"YOU'RE WELCOME SWEETIE"

I stopped yelling, and went to see if his number was there. Sure enough, there it was, right under his parents.

'Logie Henderson: 01436346343456'

Okay, now to call him.

"Hello?" said a voice on the line, who sounded familiar, but not Logan.

"Em, is Logan there?"

Gasp.

"Uh, yeah sure" The voice said, beofer passing the phone to Logan.

"Hey Mimi, whats up?"

"Oh nothing much, I just thought you'd want to know that Mom finally let me move to LA"

Silence. Then-

"OH MY HOLY GOD. REALLY!?"

"YES REALLY" I yelled back, laughing.

"I have more news" I said, knowing he'd love this bit the most.

"What?"

"Tori's coming too" I said, smirking.

"Really!? I seriously can't wait! Then you can meet the guys! AND we can look for you're friend!" he said, and I could hear some male voices trying to calm him down.

"MIMI. DINNER. TELL LOGAN I SAID HELLO"

"Hey look, I gotta go, but Mom says hi, and I'll call you later with the flight details!"

"Okay! I'll be there to pick you up you know?"

"Yeah, I'll call you later bud"

"Bye Mimi!"

"BYE BOO!" I yelled, hanging up to him laughing.

I ran downstairs, before stopping halfway and remembering waht he said.

We could look for my friend.

The one I found in an old picture, and that I keep having dreams about, but I can't tell if they're memories or what.

All I know is that he made me happy, with those brown eyes of his.

Okay, better go to dinner before Mom flips out and calls Dad in LA.

Yeah, we apparently moved there when I was a kid, then Mom and Dad divorced. She moved with me to Texas, he stayed in LA.

Yeah.

Dinner.

Right.

Awesome.

Carlos's P.O.V

"Hey, who was that on the phone?" Kendall asked, as I sat there in shock.

I heard her.

Her voice.

It had been so long.

"Oh, that was Mimi, a friend from back home. Her Mom finally agreed to letting her moe out here!" Logan replied, making my heart flip.

"Hey, you okay Carlos?" James asked, making Logan look at me, at first in confusion, and then in comprehension.

"Mimi. Logan's Mimi. I think it's my Mimi" I said, as Logan jumped, and Kendall slapped his head.

"Of course, cause it would only happen to us that Carlos's long lost love is Logan's childhood best friend" he said, while James nodded his head.

"He has a point" James said, laughing a little.

"Dude, you can't tell her ho you are" Logan said.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"Well, she doesn't remember you exactly, but she had flashes. Her memory is still really bad, but her Mom never told her why"

"She fell into my pool, and hit her head" I whispered, dying inside.

She still doesn't remember.

Still

Okay, so yeah it's a little short, but that's what you're getting today. ENJOY.

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