I Fell For Your Heart, Not Your Money
Hi, I'm Mia
Mia's P.O.V.
"I am so sorry!" I rush.
"No worries. I never enjoyed these shoes anyway. I finally have an excuse to throw a them," the guy chuckles. Wait. I recognize that accent. I am obsessed with this accent, to be realistic.
"Louis. Louis Tomlinson," the guy says, holding out a hand.
"Mia. Mia Davis," I say shaking his outstretched hand.
"Well, would you like to hang out sometime?" he asks.
"Sure. Give me your phone and I'll punch my digits in," I suggest. He hands me his phone, and I punch my digits in. After I finish, I hand his phone back, and say goodbye.
"I'll see you soon Mia!" he yells after me.
"You'll be lucky if you do!" I tease back, but wink to make sure he knows I am.
"Bye Mia!"
~·~·~·~
I dig in my bag for my keys when I reach my slick black Mustang convertible. Once I finally find them, I unlock the door and slide in. I start up the engine, and hum in satisfactory. Something about the roar of the engine just makes me relax.
I quickly back out of the Starbucks parking lot, and head to Jake's house to pick up Mylie. Jake is my big brother, and Mylie is my baby sister.
Our parents died in a car crash a few weeks after Mylie was born. It was devastating. We were all so close. When they died Jake and I vowed to raise Mylie how our parents raised us-perfectly.
I pull up to Jake's house, and park in the driveway. I walk up to the door and just walk right in. He is my brother, who cares?
"Honey, I'm home!" I joke.
"Mi-Mi!" Mylie yells. (A/N - Mi-Mi is pronounced me me)
"Hey baby! Did Jake give you Skittles again?" I ask taking in her multicolored face. She nods her head so fast, I am shocked it didn't fall off. She runs off to God knows where.
"Hey Mia. How was Starbucks?" Jake asks.
"Good. I met Louis Tomlinson by spilling my mocha on him," I smirk. I already know his reaction.
"OH MY GOD! YOU MET LOUIS TOMLINSON?! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING!" He yells. Did I mention he was gay?
"Well, I was turning around from the counter and ran into him. I spilt my mocha all over his shoes. I apologized and he said it was okay, that he didn't like those shoes anyway. He asked if we could hang out sometime, and I said sure. So, I gave him my number, and he said he would text me. I got in my car, drove here, and now I am telling you everything."
"Oh. My. God."
"I know right." I roll my eyes playfully. He scoffs.
"You shouldn't be rolling yours eyes at me when you JUST MET LOUIS TOMLINSON!" He yells the last part.
"Okay. Okay. Calm your tits."
"Mi-Mi cussed!" Mylie yells.
"I know. Mi-Mi is naughty," Jake says.
"Well, Mylie and I will be going now," I say picking her up and taking her to the couch to grab her blanket.
"Bye Mylie! I'll miss you!" Jake yells.
"Bye!" We yell together. I walk us out the door, and open my car door.
I set Mylie in her car seat, and buckle her up. Leave it to Mylie to make me bedazzle it. I swear I spent $50 just on the gems, and another $10 on the glue.
"Mi-Mi, can we get ice-cream?"Mylie asks.
"Sure. Let's go to Vinnie's," I say.
"Vinnie's!" She yells.
"Okay, don't scream please!" I laugh.
When we get there, I grab Mylie, and head inside.
"Hey Mia. Back again?" Jeff asks.
"You know it. She was in another mood I guess," I giggle.
"You want the usch?" He asks
"Please."
"Comin up!"
I watch as he readies up an Oreo sugar cone, an Oreo cake cone, and a large chocolate milkshake.
"Here you go," Jeff says while handing everything over the counter.
"Thank you. See you tomorrow," I say with a smile.
~·~·~·~
"Watch where the hell you drive!" I yell. I'm glad that Jake has Mylie today, or else my ass would be chewed.
"WATCH THE FUCK OUT!" I scream. I lay on the horn for a good minute, and I see other people laughing at us. "Mother fucker, I could have died! Assface! Die in a hole!"
Harry's P.O.V.
"Harry, what the actual hell?" Louis yells. The rest for boys are laughing their asses off.
"Did you hear how long she honked at you? She must have bbeen pretty pissed," Niall says in between laughs.
"I would be too if I had her car. Did you see that thing? Talk about fine," Zayn gapes.
"Just shut up okay?" I yell. I was so sick of them. Who cares anymore?
"What the hell pissed in your pants Haz?" Louis sasses.
"Why the hell doespecially it matter? You already know!" I say softly.
"Harry, you have to forget about her. Everyone knows that it isn't true. Hazza, come on. Be happy again," Louis begs.
His words make me think. I don't remember the last time I told someone I loved them. But, how can I? The One I loved and adored, took it and smashed it into a million little peices.
Where did the love go?
"I am so sorry!" I rush.
"No worries. I never enjoyed these shoes anyway. I finally have an excuse to throw a them," the guy chuckles. Wait. I recognize that accent. I am obsessed with this accent, to be realistic.
"Louis. Louis Tomlinson," the guy says, holding out a hand.
"Mia. Mia Davis," I say shaking his outstretched hand.
"Well, would you like to hang out sometime?" he asks.
"Sure. Give me your phone and I'll punch my digits in," I suggest. He hands me his phone, and I punch my digits in. After I finish, I hand his phone back, and say goodbye.
"I'll see you soon Mia!" he yells after me.
"You'll be lucky if you do!" I tease back, but wink to make sure he knows I am.
"Bye Mia!"
~·~·~·~
I dig in my bag for my keys when I reach my slick black Mustang convertible. Once I finally find them, I unlock the door and slide in. I start up the engine, and hum in satisfactory. Something about the roar of the engine just makes me relax.
I quickly back out of the Starbucks parking lot, and head to Jake's house to pick up Mylie. Jake is my big brother, and Mylie is my baby sister.
Our parents died in a car crash a few weeks after Mylie was born. It was devastating. We were all so close. When they died Jake and I vowed to raise Mylie how our parents raised us-perfectly.
I pull up to Jake's house, and park in the driveway. I walk up to the door and just walk right in. He is my brother, who cares?
"Honey, I'm home!" I joke.
"Mi-Mi!" Mylie yells. (A/N - Mi-Mi is pronounced me me)
"Hey baby! Did Jake give you Skittles again?" I ask taking in her multicolored face. She nods her head so fast, I am shocked it didn't fall off. She runs off to God knows where.
"Hey Mia. How was Starbucks?" Jake asks.
"Good. I met Louis Tomlinson by spilling my mocha on him," I smirk. I already know his reaction.
"OH MY GOD! YOU MET LOUIS TOMLINSON?! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING!" He yells. Did I mention he was gay?
"Well, I was turning around from the counter and ran into him. I spilt my mocha all over his shoes. I apologized and he said it was okay, that he didn't like those shoes anyway. He asked if we could hang out sometime, and I said sure. So, I gave him my number, and he said he would text me. I got in my car, drove here, and now I am telling you everything."
"Oh. My. God."
"I know right." I roll my eyes playfully. He scoffs.
"You shouldn't be rolling yours eyes at me when you JUST MET LOUIS TOMLINSON!" He yells the last part.
"Okay. Okay. Calm your tits."
"Mi-Mi cussed!" Mylie yells.
"I know. Mi-Mi is naughty," Jake says.
"Well, Mylie and I will be going now," I say picking her up and taking her to the couch to grab her blanket.
"Bye Mylie! I'll miss you!" Jake yells.
"Bye!" We yell together. I walk us out the door, and open my car door.
I set Mylie in her car seat, and buckle her up. Leave it to Mylie to make me bedazzle it. I swear I spent $50 just on the gems, and another $10 on the glue.
"Mi-Mi, can we get ice-cream?"Mylie asks.
"Sure. Let's go to Vinnie's," I say.
"Vinnie's!" She yells.
"Okay, don't scream please!" I laugh.
When we get there, I grab Mylie, and head inside.
"Hey Mia. Back again?" Jeff asks.
"You know it. She was in another mood I guess," I giggle.
"You want the usch?" He asks
"Please."
"Comin up!"
I watch as he readies up an Oreo sugar cone, an Oreo cake cone, and a large chocolate milkshake.
"Here you go," Jeff says while handing everything over the counter.
"Thank you. See you tomorrow," I say with a smile.
~·~·~·~
"Watch where the hell you drive!" I yell. I'm glad that Jake has Mylie today, or else my ass would be chewed.
"WATCH THE FUCK OUT!" I scream. I lay on the horn for a good minute, and I see other people laughing at us. "Mother fucker, I could have died! Assface! Die in a hole!"
Harry's P.O.V.
"Harry, what the actual hell?" Louis yells. The rest for boys are laughing their asses off.
"Did you hear how long she honked at you? She must have bbeen pretty pissed," Niall says in between laughs.
"I would be too if I had her car. Did you see that thing? Talk about fine," Zayn gapes.
"Just shut up okay?" I yell. I was so sick of them. Who cares anymore?
"What the hell pissed in your pants Haz?" Louis sasses.
"Why the hell doespecially it matter? You already know!" I say softly.
"Harry, you have to forget about her. Everyone knows that it isn't true. Hazza, come on. Be happy again," Louis begs.
His words make me think. I don't remember the last time I told someone I loved them. But, how can I? The One I loved and adored, took it and smashed it into a million little peices.
Where did the love go?
Notes
So, here it is! My second story! If there is any double lettering or mistakes that aren't supposed to be there, blame it on the autocorrect.Song for this chapter: It Will Rain by Bruno Mars
Just because I like the song. How about Harry's little incident with Mia? How will she react when she meets him? Another chapter sometime soon!!
P.S., the chapters won't always be this long.
OMG! Thanks for being my first commenter. Look for another chapter in like 30 minutes.
10/21/13