𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑬 // mileven

seven

WARNING

this book deals with themes such as mature content, anxiety, drug usage, depression, and strong language.

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"el?"

i freeze, staring down at my down screen when mike says my name, his voice low and slightly raspy. i feel a strange flutter in the pit of my stomach as i pick up my phone to angle it towards my face.

"hi." i say quietly. i bite down hard on my lower lip as i silently curse myself for acting so much different than how i act over text. i shift to sit cross legged on my bed as i keep my eyes fixed on mike.

it feels so strange to look at him and hear his voice after knowing him for such a short amount of time. we connected immediately and acted like best friends over text, but i had never expected us to call, much less facetime so soon.

i guess i wanted to keep up my unbothered, happy, text persona just a little longer before mike would have to meet the broken part of me.

"ok, you bitch." an unfamiliar voice screeches out, and i grit my teeth when i realize that it's anna. "you aren't dating mike, i know it."

i let out a scoff of disbelief before focusing my attention on her through the facetime call. "i really don't understand your problem. why can't you just let us be and do your bitching somewhere else."

i hear mike laugh softly and i subconsciously smile when i hear his chuckle.

"let me say all the reasons why mike is not dating you." anna says in an annoyingly high voice, glaring at me. "first of all, mike would have mentioned you, we're always with each other-"

"actually we aren't..." mike says in an amused voice.

anna disregards his comment and continues her pathetic list. "second, you don't even live here, where do you even live, and how would mike know you?"

i pause, trying to come up with an answer that didn't reveal where i lived to mike, but mike's voice interrupts my thoughts.

"she lives in texas. i went to my sister's place once in austin and we ran into each other." mike says, feigning a bored voice as he answers anna.

i freeze when i hear his words. how does he know exactly what city i live in?

"yeah," i say, breaking out of my bewilderment. "we met in this cute little coffee shop, do you remember it, mike?"

"ohh yeah!" mike replies with a smile. i can't help but smile too at how easily we're making up this story. "it was called comfort coffee, oh wow i miss the lattes there."

i freeze again, when mike says the name of one of my favorite coffee places, just a few blocks away from my house. what? how does he know all this?

i doubt mike has ever been to my town or knows anyone who lives here.

i swallow back my confusion, continuing the story as anna stares at us with disbelief. "remember how i was holding all those cups of coffee for my family and then—"