I know that some of you don't like the idea of my story, and I'm sorry. Some people might say Mike is out of character, but people change, and in this story Mike changes don't worry I'm not going to make Mike all alone, and friend less. He's just going to start acting up. Sorry Memily fans if you thought this was a Memily story. I'm a Jemily shipper. Sorry.

Disclaimer: The only people I own are Carmen and Javier. Nobody else.

Chapter 1: Coming Home Late

Emily's P.O.V

I paced back and forth in my apartment waiting for Mike to come home, but it was 2:17 in the morning, and Mike isn't home yet. Where could he be? Was he hurt? Did he get into any trouble? Why isn't he home? I've called everyone: Jayden, Mia & Kevin, and Antonio & Carmen; all of them said they haven't seen him. 'That's it; I'm calling the cops' I thought. I rapidly picked up the phone and dialed 9-1-1. "Hello 9-1-1 speaking how may I help you?" A voice said. "Yes, I would like to report a missing p-" I heard the door open, and in came a tipsy Mike. I felt angry at first, but I couldn't stop my arms from embracing him into a tight hug. I pulled away. "Hello ma'am is everything ok?" The voice said from the phone. "Yes um sorry about that, have a nice night." I said quickly before hanging up. I looked to my right: where Mike was standing, but he wasn't there. I went to the kitchen to see Mike grabbing a Bud Lite from the refrigerator. I walked to him, and took the beer from his hand. "Michel Devon Pillozi, where have you been?" I asked sitting him down gently on a chair. He looked at me and chuckle. "Em chill, I was just at the club with Donnie and Paulie." He said. "Mike this is the 29th time you've done this." I said. "Look it's no big deal; I'm going to sleep." Mike said walking away leaving me sitting there by myself.

It was Thursday, and I just got home from work. I was happy that I finished grading those math tests. "MIKE!" I yelled into the apartment. "Mike!" I yelled again. What was going on? Mike should have been home, he promised he'd be home an hour before dinner. I called him up hoping he would answer. "Hi this is Mike either I'm at the gym pumping up or I'm getting numbers from hotties. Whatever I'm not able to answer your call." With that I heard the beep. I sighed at his message. "Hey Mike this is your girlfriend, Emily. You promised you'd be home before dinner, please come home soon." I hung up the phone and sighed. I decided that I start making dinner to spare time.

It was 9:00 and I was sitting at the table waiting for Mike when I heard my doorbell ring. 'Ugh Mike left his keys again.' I thought. I got up and answered the door to see Jayden standing there with a warm smile on his face. "JAYDEN!" I exclaimed hugging him. He hugged me back. "What are doing here?" I asked. Jayden put his hand over his chest and scoffed "Well looks like I can't come see my two of my bestfriends." Jayden said at a lame attempt to act offended. "Oh save the drama for your llama, and come in." I said moving aside for Jayden to walk into my apartment. "So where's Mike?" Jayden asked. A frown came upon my face. "What's wrong?" Jayden asked. "Nothing" I lied. Jayden gave me a look that said 'Oh c'mon Em; I know your lying because you won't look me in the eye so tell me the truth' I gave in. "Ok fine," I said "Mike was supposed to be hear hours ago, and he's still not here." I confessed. Jayden put a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Emily, he's probably just running late." He said. I rolled my eyes "Running late for the 30th time now?" I asked. Jayden looked at me. "What?" Jayden asked. "This is the 30th time Mike hasn't come home on time. I made this dinner hoping he would be home on time, and now it's gonna have to go to waste." I said with my arms crossed and my lips pouted a bit. "C'mon Em, I'll tell you what I'll eat with you." Jayden said. I looked at him and smiled. "Thank you, Jayden; you're so sweet." I said hugging him.