Luke Hemmings. What more is there to say about a childhood best friend who forgot you?


2. Chapter Two

Mia's POV

As we neared the mall, I could see that it was really crowded. I turned to Alexis.

"I guess everyone has the same idea as us." She nodded in agreement.

"It looks like were gonna have to spend some time looking for parking then," She said with a groan, and then her phone went off. "Oooh, who's that?" I said teasing her. "No one in particular." She quickly said while picking up her phone in order to prevent me from seeing the ID.

"Really?" I asked, clearly not buying it. "Alexis, you know you can tell me anything."

"Well yeah, duh, but I don't think you really want to know who it is," she said, fairly slowly. "Oh common Alexis, just tell me! Why wouldn't I...." She cut me off.

"It's Luke, okay?" I was really confused. "Ummm...Luke WHO exactly?"

"You know, Luke. Luke Hemmings. The boy who lives across the street. The boy who used to...." This time I cut her off.

"I know who he is...and I don't particularly like him."  

It's not that Luke is a bad guy or anything, but him and I go way back, and it is just hard to think about it. Him, Alexis and I were three peas in a pod and nothing could separate us. Well, almost nothing. It was a long story, and I didn't feel like thinking about it.

"You okay?" Alexis asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, only half telling the truth.

"Let's just focus on shopping for now, K?" I asked. "K." She responded


Alexis' POV

I felt really bad for bringing up the whole Luke thing. I mean, Mia is my best friend and I know I should have told her we have been texting for a while, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, especially after seeing her reaction to the fact that he had texted me just once.

She would have been shattered if I told her it has been going on for long time. That boy really meant a lot to us when we were little, and it killed me when he left us. However, as much as I want to say it wounded me, it hurt Mia about 10x's more. Even though the three of us had a special bond, Mia and Luke were defiantly even closer. They told each other everything, and I mean everything. They even had really cheesy nicknames for each other, which I can't remember, but I know that they used to annoy the crap out of me. I never felt completely left out, but deep down inside, I always knew I was a third-wheel in one form or another.

As much as Mia likes to say her and I have been the closest of friends since birth without anyone else, that's not true. That's just her way of blocking Luke out of her memory, kind of like a way to protect herself from the pain. Only Mia, Luke, and I know what really happened. Even though we are as close as friends can be now, we weren't always wrapped around each others fingers. I had to tell her right now that we have been talking for a couple weeks, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't crush her. I'll just wait until we get back to her house. I thought. I didn't want to ruin the fact that we were about to have an amazing day of shopping.

Hopefully, we don't run into Luke. I have a gut-feeling that we are going to though. After all, he did just text me saying he is here, at the mall, the very same place we're at. This is literally going to blow up in my face. I just know it. 

I started panicking once we pulled into a parking spot.

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