Don't Forget
"What?"
Mia and Connor stood in front of the security check point where the line began, “This is it.” Connor said heaving a big sigh.
It was just them, Mia and Connor. John agreed to let Mia see Connor off, under the condition that he drove them. Thankfully, he stayed in the car so they had a little privacy for their final goodbyes.
“Got any presents for me this time?” Mia asked. She meant it as a joke, but Connor wasn't laughing. “What’s wrong?”
He said something but it was too low to hear over the bustling of the airport lobby. She leaned in to try to hear him better. He suddenly shot his hand into the tangles at the back of her hair and pressed his mouth over hers. A kiss she had no way of defending herself against. A kiss she’d always dreamed about. She never had a chance. He pulled away slightly to bit her bottom lip. Mia couldn't help but moan slightly. He dropped his bag and used that hand to pull her closer and press her body to his. Then he released her, stooped to pick up his bag and walked through the line-less security check point.
Mia steadied herself by leaning on the line holder. When she opened her eyes Connor was gone. What? Gone to New York City perhaps to never return. What? After all those years, she’s finally gotten used to Connor as a good friend. Mia was pissed. He kissed her like that and just leaves?What kind of shit is that? Years she’d been crushing on this kid. Years she told him how she felt. Years he rejected her and now that they may never see each other again he kisses her, like that? Mia furiously wiped her eyes to get rid of the tears she just realized were falling. How dare he? She managed to stop the tears by the time she returned to her father in the car.
“All set?” John asked shifting gears to back out of the space.
“Yep,” Mia said more happily than she felt.
John put the car back in park. Mia looked to him. He was wearing his usual I’m-worried-talk-to-me face, “Dad he’s gone OK? Can we please just go?”
“OK we’re going…” John said changing the gear to reverse again.
Just kiss me like that and then run away to New York where you can forget about me? Man, fuck Connor Butler! Fuck him and the horse he rode in on! Mia’s foot was tapping on her right side so her dad couldn't stop it as easily while he was driving. She decided in that moment if she never saw Connor Butler’s stupid smug face again she could live a happy normal life.
*
About an hour later Mia slammed her room door shut and pulled out her phone. She dialed the number under Honey B.
“Hello?”
“Hey Beatrice I was wondering what your plans were for today?”
“I was just waiting for your call, love. How did things go with Connor?”
“Man Fuck Connor.” Mia said. She sat on her bed.
Beatrice giggled, “It’s like that now?”
“B he kissed me then he ran away. Who does that?”
“A guy with way too much on his plate.”
“You’re doing it again.”
“What?”
“Taking his side.”
“I just so happen to be one of the few people that has actually seen you two together. You’re like a completely different person when it comes to him.” Beatrice said laughing.
“So he can just leave me hanging in an airport.”
“No but I’m sure he has his reasons.”
“I already know his reasons.” Mia rolled her eyes, “He wanted a clean break, but he didn't want me to completely forget about his sorry ass.” Mia’s watch chimed and she sighed laying back on her bed to look at it, “So he kissed me…”
“What was it like?”
Mia put her arm over her eyes. She’d been going over the moments over and over again during the drive home. Everything had been normal until she said...something...what was it? Got any presents for me this time? That must have been it...but what from that would equal?
“Hello?”
“Sorry I zoned out…” Mia sat up again, “Can you come over with some hair bleach?”
“I’ll be there in an hour.” She said, “This will be the last thing I say about it and I’ll never mention Connor Butler again. I think he’s in crazy mad love with you, and if you guys have what I think you have. He won’t be able to stay away for long.”
“Hey Honey B?”
“Yes Miabia?”
“You’re the best. My bottom bitch.”
Beatrice giggled, “I try…”
"Do me a favor"-
"I know...Don't tell Eric..."
It was just them, Mia and Connor. John agreed to let Mia see Connor off, under the condition that he drove them. Thankfully, he stayed in the car so they had a little privacy for their final goodbyes.
“Got any presents for me this time?” Mia asked. She meant it as a joke, but Connor wasn't laughing. “What’s wrong?”
He said something but it was too low to hear over the bustling of the airport lobby. She leaned in to try to hear him better. He suddenly shot his hand into the tangles at the back of her hair and pressed his mouth over hers. A kiss she had no way of defending herself against. A kiss she’d always dreamed about. She never had a chance. He pulled away slightly to bit her bottom lip. Mia couldn't help but moan slightly. He dropped his bag and used that hand to pull her closer and press her body to his. Then he released her, stooped to pick up his bag and walked through the line-less security check point.
Mia steadied herself by leaning on the line holder. When she opened her eyes Connor was gone. What? Gone to New York City perhaps to never return. What? After all those years, she’s finally gotten used to Connor as a good friend. Mia was pissed. He kissed her like that and just leaves?What kind of shit is that? Years she’d been crushing on this kid. Years she told him how she felt. Years he rejected her and now that they may never see each other again he kisses her, like that? Mia furiously wiped her eyes to get rid of the tears she just realized were falling. How dare he? She managed to stop the tears by the time she returned to her father in the car.
“All set?” John asked shifting gears to back out of the space.
“Yep,” Mia said more happily than she felt.
John put the car back in park. Mia looked to him. He was wearing his usual I’m-worried-talk-to-me face, “Dad he’s gone OK? Can we please just go?”
“OK we’re going…” John said changing the gear to reverse again.
Just kiss me like that and then run away to New York where you can forget about me? Man, fuck Connor Butler! Fuck him and the horse he rode in on! Mia’s foot was tapping on her right side so her dad couldn't stop it as easily while he was driving. She decided in that moment if she never saw Connor Butler’s stupid smug face again she could live a happy normal life.
*
About an hour later Mia slammed her room door shut and pulled out her phone. She dialed the number under Honey B.
“Hello?”
“Hey Beatrice I was wondering what your plans were for today?”
“I was just waiting for your call, love. How did things go with Connor?”
“Man Fuck Connor.” Mia said. She sat on her bed.
Beatrice giggled, “It’s like that now?”
“B he kissed me then he ran away. Who does that?”
“A guy with way too much on his plate.”
“You’re doing it again.”
“What?”
“Taking his side.”
“I just so happen to be one of the few people that has actually seen you two together. You’re like a completely different person when it comes to him.” Beatrice said laughing.
“So he can just leave me hanging in an airport.”
“No but I’m sure he has his reasons.”
“I already know his reasons.” Mia rolled her eyes, “He wanted a clean break, but he didn't want me to completely forget about his sorry ass.” Mia’s watch chimed and she sighed laying back on her bed to look at it, “So he kissed me…”
“What was it like?”
Mia put her arm over her eyes. She’d been going over the moments over and over again during the drive home. Everything had been normal until she said...something...what was it? Got any presents for me this time? That must have been it...but what from that would equal?
“Hello?”
“Sorry I zoned out…” Mia sat up again, “Can you come over with some hair bleach?”
“I’ll be there in an hour.” She said, “This will be the last thing I say about it and I’ll never mention Connor Butler again. I think he’s in crazy mad love with you, and if you guys have what I think you have. He won’t be able to stay away for long.”
“Hey Honey B?”
“Yes Miabia?”
“You’re the best. My bottom bitch.”
Beatrice giggled, “I try…”
"Do me a favor"-
"I know...Don't tell Eric..."