A/N: Hey its me again. Thank you everybody for the awsome reviews and I found out just how efficient google translator is. I'm sorry that this is not an interesting one and I just wrote this one for something to do. The birthday party will be the next chapter I promise. Don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the plot. That is Meg Cabot's.
I looked in the mirror for the fiftieth time and asked Lily for the hundredth time, "How do I look?"
"Like someone looking to get lucky tonight. You'll scare off all the girls." I didn't notice the sarcasm in her voice and went into panic mode.
"Is it really that bad? Should I change into a different one? Does Armani really look that bad on me?"
Lilly rolled her eyes at me and told me I was acting like a girl. I dropped onto the couch with my head in my hands. Kenny sighed loudly.
"Come on Mike….the party'll be over by the time we get there."
"Kenneth, can you wait outside for a moment? Me and Michael will be right out."
I sighed. For the past twenty somewhat hours, I had been wavering back and forth on what was going to happen tonight. Out of desperation(cuz I would never do it in another situation) I asked Lily to stop by my loft so we could go together. We both knew that what I really wanted was a morale boost. I know, I know, Lilly is not the most reliable person to count on a morale boost for but she knew Mia longer than I had and had an idea of what I was going through. Also, Felix's pep talk did not keep my asleep for very long.
Lilly turned around once Kenny left and put her hands on her hips. She looked more forbidding than ever…if that was possible.
"Michael, listen up and listen good. You are going to that party tonight and you love Mia. You bloody well love her! And do you know how I know this? Cuz I just swore like a bloody British person and I only do that when I am bloody sure of something . I honestly have never been more sure of anything in my life okay? And that's a scary thought."
For a few seconds I just looked at my sister. She really was losing it. Swearing like a British person? Once this night is over, I'm getting one of my doctor friends to look at her and test her sanity. If she turns out that she's sane, then I will have the certificate framed and put up in her college dorm room. If not, well…..we can think about that after I find out how this night goes. I might still need her.
"….And I'm not done yet Michael, cuz Mia needs you. She doesn't know it yet, but she does and I'm pretty sure if she sees you again, she'll love you too. So you need to quit moping and hanging your head like a sick dog. Get up off that couch and get in the limo cuz this is your night!"
Lilly stopped. She was breathing kind of hard and it made her look like the dragon lady. But she had a point. I couldn't stay like this. Mia needed me. Or I need her. Either way, I need to be near her. With a new type of resolve in me, I got up and walked out the door, Lilly following right behind. Kenny was waiting by the limo that I had requested to drive us to the yacht. Right before Lilly slid in, I grabbed her arm and did something I have never done before. I kissed her cheek and whispered, "Thanks," in her ear. She looked kind of surprised but pleased.
I was the last to step into the limo and as the driver closed the door after me, I took a deep breath and looked out the window. Next to us a taxi cab had pulled up. It was playing the song "Good Night."
I sighed and leaned back. Closing my eyes, I pictured Mia's face when she found out I still loved her. I crossed my fingers and hoped that tonight would be a good night.
A/N: Yes I know. Lilly speaking British? even though she strongly opposes the monarchy? I couldn't help it. I love the way British people swear. One reason why I love Harry Potter.