Mike POV

Micky woke me up, he told me Sophia wouldn't be able to come whatch us film. This is all my fault. I told him I wasn't feeling well, and they're going to cover for me when Bob asks. I knew what I was going to do today, when the guys leave I'm going to apoligize. I just hope she'll answer the phone. I waited until I heard the car drive away to call.

I walked over to the phone dialed her number and waited.


"Hey Sophia"

"Hi Mike, why'd you call?"

"Well, we need to talk"

"Shouldn't you be at work?"

"The guys are handling that, but Sophia-"

"But wouldn't Bob be mad?"

"Sophia listen to me"

"Sorry Mike, it's just, I don't really want to talk about it"

"It's ok, I never wanted to make you feel that way. But I called to say I'm sorry"

"Mike, you are really nice, and your my friend, but I don't want to ruin that over a break-up or something. And I already have a boyfriend, and I know you knew that Mike"

"I know, but something came over me and, well, you know the rest"


"I shouldn't have done it, and now you can't even bare to really see me. I'm very sorry, and I understand if you din't want to talk about it. Bye"

I hung up before she could say anything. I sat on my bed awhile, contemplating on what I should do. I decided to get ready and head down to the studio, maybe Bob wouldn't be too mad.