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All Again For You

Miss Missing You

"Remember when you told me that quote? You said that you'd deserve me when you were 'older, smarter, and just plain better.' Do you think you're all those things, now?" Mike asked the question I was dreading. I didn't know how to explain now I had felt about myself now. I mean without a doubt, my life is very much together. I had all the things I wanted and was genuinely happy. My only thing was that if I was able to admit it to Mike.

He laid there waiting for a response from me. I didn't want to take too long to answer and possibly hurt his feelings because of silence, so I just said what I was thinking. "Honestly, I do feel like I am those things now. I'm definitely older, smarter, and I'm better than I was back then. Things are different now for the both of us."

He smiled softly, "You know what's funny about that? The second I stepped on that RV the day we broke up, I kept thinking about if I was all of those things, too. I kept wondering if I was even ready for what those six months, and after, would bring. And the truth is, I wasn't. I was 23 and ready for something big to happen to the band. I was married to Pierce the Veil. That quote repeated itself in my head constantly for six years, and I didn't stop trying to be older, smarter, and better, until I felt like I was, then I kept going some more. Lucy, I wanted you to be there, and yeah, I was upset about the fact that we broke up, but I realized a lot about myself in this time, and I have to thank you for that."

My eyes began to sting as his words hit me like a freight train. I wasn't expecting that; I wasn't expecting a thank-you of all things from Mike. "You're welcome. Looks like we both kinda helped each other." A small laugh escaped my lips at the irony of it all.

"I feel like I deserve you now more than ever." He admitted, not being coy whatsoever. "Do you think so?" I felt nervous with him asking me that. I didn't want to answer, not wanting to spark up a situation that we weren't even sure would happen. I guess he thought the same thing I did and added, "Never mind, don't answer that. We don't need that pressure, and we never did."

I laid there quietly, watching his lips move slowly as he spit out his thoughts right before me. It was thoughts I'd never thought I would hear again. I missed him to be quite honest. I missed the way we were; how we were best friends and we talked about everything under the sun, I missed venting to him about work and school, I missed his touch and the way he would gently push a fallen piece of hair back behind my ear. I missed Mike and this will be the first time I admit it.

"How about we go with the flow? Like we always did. All I want to do is be your best friend again. All I want to do is stay laying here talking to you about our lives. What do you say to that?" His facial expression read hope across from it. I was glad to hear him say this, because all I wanted to do was do those same things also. I just wanted to be in his presence.

Nodding, my lips pulled themselves into a smile, "I'd like that very much, Mikey."

His small smirk turned into a grin ten miles wide. He turned back onto his back and began to talk about stories of tour and his personal feelings on being gone all the time. And, just like we both wanted to, we talked even longer, eventually falling asleep in one another's company.




I picked out outfits here and there for my week in San Diego. Once I had chosen outfits, shoes, accessories, and a single nail polish color to match every outfit, I packed all my belongings that I was taking, folding them neatly into my leopard print suitcase. I put my straightener and a couple hair products in there as well and zipped it up when I was done. After practically throwing my suitcase onto my floor from my bed, I heard my phone ringing from somewhere. I looked under my bed and saw it lighting up, a call coming from Tal.

"Hey princess, what are you doing?" He greeted in a softer tone than he usually spoke.

"I actually just finished packing for San Diego. What are you doing?" I collapsed on my bed, blowing my bangs out of my face.

"I'm with Taav, he wants to see you!"

A smile grew on my face, "Come over! We'll order in food and have a chill night before I leave tomorrow."

He chuckled and I heard Taav's voice in the background shouting, "Let's go!"

Tal agreed and said that he'd be here in like fifteen minutes. Taav is Tal's baby brother, he's 18. He just recently got in this absolutely horrific car accident the night of his Project: Graduation party. His car was demolished, and he broke too many bones and body parts to name. He shouldn't have made it to say the least, but he did. And now, only a couple of months afterwards, he is walking, after the doctors said he probably wouldn't be able to. He can't be on his feet for too long, but the smile never left that boy's face, and I admire him so much for that.

I picked up a little around the house, then threw on a grey AWG crewneck and black leggings. I was searching through my kitchen drawers for take out menus from pizza places, Chinese food places, etc. when I came across a dusty picture from years ago. It was of my brother, Matt, and I when I first moved here to LA. He and his wife, Brittany, came down from San Francisco to help me move and so we could catch up. I remember when we were unpacking my things, I told him all about Mike. He told me, "If grandma liked him, he must've been something."

My thoughts faded when the doorbell rang. I walked over to it revealing the Cooperman Brothers, Tal and Taav.

"Hello handsomes." I greeted with open arms. Tal ran and hugged me tightly, picking me up in the process. He put me down and as Taav stepped in, I gave him a big hug, showing him how much I missed him.

"I'm really glad you're doing good, Taavy." I murmured to him and he hugged me tighter, his eyes watering.

They came in and we decided on Chinese and Pineapple Express as our first movie.



I took a bits out of my orange chicken and steamed rice, as Taav talked about his relationship status.

"I thought it was going well, though! She was so sweet when I met her. I mean she never left your side while you we're at the hospital." I was shocked to find out that he was single now, I was dying to know why.

"She isn't as sweet as we all thought..." Tal said, eyeing me.

"She was being sketchy, she was being so beyond shady, Lucy."

"Was she being a Shades McGee?" I questioned, earning huge laughs from the both of them.

Taav chuckled as he took a sip of his soda, "Yes dude! That's the perfect way to'describe her!"

My nose crinkled as the topic of conversation calmed down, once I received a text from Mike. I didn't realize how big my smile had grew, but Tal and Taav sure did.

"Whoa there, who are you texting?" Tal asked matching the smirk that was on his brother's face. "Are you texting Austin?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"No, what the fuck? It's no one, just drop it." I blushed, my cheeks felt hot. I don't know why I was getting like this. Mike and I agreed to go with the flow, be best friends again and then see what happens, if anything would happen.

"You're a lying sack of shit." Tal snatched my phone from my hands and looked at the text, "Mike? Which Mike?"

I let out a sigh, deciding to just tell them, "Remember when we became friends, I told you about the boy that I broke up with?" They both nodded, still confused. "You know how I'm interviewing Pierce the Veil tomorrow?"

Taav's mouth dropped along with Tal's. "Wait wait, the boy you broke on with in San Diego, was Mike Fuentes? One of the greatest drummers in rock music?"

I rolled my eyes, letting out a little chuckle, "Yes. Mike Fuentes is my ex boyfriend." I told them all about what I said when we broke up, what happened when they came into my office for the meeting, Brandon's three-time rule, and the three times I did see him. It was nice getting to finally tell them how I really did feel about Mike; it was also nice to actually her myself say it.

I knew they saw how much I still loved him, it was evident by the way the butterflies fluttered insanely whenever his name as brought up. It was how fast my heart beat when I heard his voice. I didn't think any of that was still there, but the second I saw him in my office, boy, was it there.

I didn't know how tomorrow was gonna go, but I was there for work purposes. I couldn't get him out of my head, though. When I laid my head down on my pillow tonight, I was too excited to see him. And in that moment, I realized that I, Lucy Garcia, not only still loved Mike Fuentes, but I was still in love with him.

Notes

HERE'S YOUR UPDATE!

Alright guys, she admitted it! What do you guys think about that? Any thoughts on what might happen next?

Thank you all so much for the constant love on this story, it really makes me so happy. It's even cooler when my favorite authors from my favorite stories like MY stories! It's insane. I love you guys!

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Comments

@kelseyyy_lee: You're welcome! Thank you for reading xx

ambnicole ambnicole
12/5/14

Just read both parts of this in like two days I found it while browsing for something to read, and boy am I glad I found it. It was amazing it was a wonderful distraction right before finals! And made me really wanted to write again. So thank you!

kelseyyy_lee kelseyyy_lee
11/24/14

@cosette_: I left that up to you and your imagination. I personally would have had them get married, but ultimately that is up to you. You can think up your own future that they had with each other and with their family and friends.

ambnicole ambnicole
3/25/14

If they got married, had kids, if she made up with Austin. Their life, and everyone else's. Like Lynda and Brandon, or if she sees her parents again. You know?

cosette_ cosette_
3/25/14

@cosette_ Questions like?

ambnicole ambnicole
3/25/14