Arriving home, I walked into the kitchen where everyone was at. I was pretty agitated, and everyone could clearly see it.
“What’s wrong?” asked Liam.
“I just saw Mehmet” I said, trying to resist the urge to laugh.
“You did?” Louis got up.
“Yes” I said.
“And how did he look?” asked Louis.
I laughed. “Well you’ve already seen him. It’s Mike.”
“So it was him huh?” Louis said sarcastically.
“Yes” I confirmed. “And I also saw his mom.”
“His mom?” Harry chimed in.
“Yes, and she’s invited all of us to dinner” I added. “She’s making us all our favorite enchiladas.”
“Nice” said Liam excitedly.
“I do miss her enchiladas” said Louis.
“Same here” said Harry.
“So at what time do we go?” asked Niall.
“In a couple hours. I’m sure that at this moment they’re home cooking dinner as we speak” I said. “I’m pretty excited to go.”
“Well it should be a fun night” said Louis.
“What spending time with Mehmet?” I asked.
“No, enjoying a nice plate of enchiladas” Louis corrected, his tone a bit smug.
“Well you better be nice to him” I warned.
“I’ll be on my best behavior” said Louis. “I’ve always liked Carmen.”
None of us said anything about that. Ironically speaking, Louis always got along with Mehmet’s mom. At first we thought that there was something going on because he was always extra friendly to her. But then he confirmed that there was nothing going on with them, and that there had never been anything there to begin with. That had been a relief to us at the time because it would have been weird for all of us if he was with one of our friends’ mom. But he did admit that he was attracted to her. For a mom in her late thirties, she definitely looked young for her age and probably a little too young to be the mom of a teenage boy, and probably too young looking to be the mom of a seventeen year old.
After chatting with my mates, I headed to my room and lied down on my bed. I pulled out a photo of me and Mehmet. Man he was just a little boy back then compared to now. But again even he did look more like he was fifteen than seventeen years old.
Mehmet still had that innocent face thing going on. Sure he looked just a tad bit older, but he was still definitely younger looking than seventeen.
Looking at this photo I started reminiscing in my head about us once being best friends and him always joining us in our little practice sessions before becoming what we are now.
There was a knock on the door. “Come in” I yelled.
Niall, Liam, and Harry walked in. Something told me that this had to do with Mehmet, given that Louis wasn’t with them.
“Let me guess. This is somehow about Mehmet?”
All them started to laugh.
“How’d you figure?” asked Liam.
I sighed. “Because you’re all here in my room and Louis is not here with you.”
“Wow, that obvious?” said Niall.
“Yes” I said.
“Well we just want more details on what it was like finally unmasking him” said Niall.
“Really” said Liam.
I rose up. “Well I can tell you one thing, Mehmet was not happy that I discovered him.”
“Well, he is still pretty upset with all of us” said Harry. “And I wouldn’t blame him because well…you all know.”
“But I would have figured that by now he would have gotten over it” said Liam.
“Well not if it was an injustice that was committed against him. Especially if he didn’t do anything” said Niall.
“Well I know he didn’t do anything” I said.
“Yeah, but you also didn’t believe him when he cried to you that he never took the money from Louis. And you pretty much told him that he was lost to you” said Niall.
Yes, I said that to him and at the time he was more like a little kid than just a fourteen year old kid trying to get by. I’d told him some really hurtful things. His sad face and his teary sad eyes were still engraved in my head even now. I felt even guiltier now.
What was I going to say to him when I saw him? How was he going to react seeing us in his own house?
I guess that was something that we were all going to have to see later.
“Are you worried about his reaction when we see him?” asked Liam.
“Yes” I admitted.
“Maybe he’ll change his mind and let go of…” Harry began saying and then trailed off.
“I doubt he’s going to be cordial. If anything it will be forced on his part if he is” I said. “Look, I very much rather not get into it now.”
“That’s safe” said Liam.
“Well we better get ready to go” said Niall, looking somewhat awkward.
“Good idea” said Liam.
“Ok, we’ll leave in about an hour” I said.
My mates left and now I had more time to think for myself, how I was going to prepare myself in case Mehmet acted anything but cordial.
I had a feeling that was how it was going to be.