It was difficult to adjust what I just heard. Chase stole his phone. That means he wasn't Chase. He was my Peter Pan, someone I truely liked. But why would Chase do that?

Chase. That asshole.

Before I could enquire him further, I was interrupted by Ryan who stopped me. I cut the call abruptly.

"What do you want Ryan? See I am happy you warned me. Thanks. But I am not in a mood to talk." I said rather rudely.

"I know but-"

"I just don't know why Chase did that! What did I do to him? What did my friend did to him? He's your friend. He would be just like you." I just said whatever crossed my mind at the moment.

"Why are you mad at me?" He simply asked, puzzled.

"Can't we just leave it forever?"

"No we can't. I know the reason why Chase did those things to you guys."

He said and I wanted to know the reason but before I could ask him anything, "but before that you have to tell me, do you love that telephone guy? Because if you do, I promise, I will make it happen for you. I promise you'd be together. I promise you'll never find this, Ryan Woods, who always ruins things for you, into the picture." He completed and I froze.

"You take your time. Till then I will narrate you the whole story. You can make up your mind but trust me" he took a deep breath, "I'm sorry. I am really sorry that I couldn't love you when you were mine. I am really really sorry that I love you when you aren't mine." 

He said and tears started welling my eyes. I always had this thing with tears. I can't hold them back. He smiled sadly, trying to hold back the moisture within his eyes.

Silly, he's too bad at doing that.

But most importantly, did I still love him? May be I didn't. May be I did. He still mattered to me more than One Direction and Shawn Mendes. He was the only person I used to share my ice cream with.

And those times when we played together, we were ate together and laughed till our stomachs hurt. We cried together and fought each other. Staring each other blankly (no we weren't creepy).

And for all those years we stopped talking, stopped seeing each other, how we pretended to hate each other, hate the moment we coincidentally bumped into one another, while we were waiting to see each other. All those times he tried to apologize. All those times I refused. I hated the guy I loved.. may be now, I loved the guy I used to hate.

Then, Peter Pan came into view. Something between them was common. He befriended me. In a short time I started liking him and his voice that made me feel happy.

Gosh. I messed it up so bad.

"You wanna know?" Ryan asked. I knew my answer.

"No. Thanks Ryan. Thanks for helping. I am way too fed up with all this mess I made. You, Chase and him. Everything. I just hate myself and for now I think I should leave it hanging.

"As you wish." He smiled sweetly like old times, "good luck, Mia."

I nodded and turned around. I started walking away from him.

My phone rang.