"I'm mad because we are supposed to trust each other with everything. I have told you everything why can't you?" He says looking up.
"Oh really. You've told me everything about yourself?" He nods. "Then why don't you tell me what is really bothering you here?" He looks at me for a second before answering quietly.
"I used to like Shai." He says. I have known this for a while. They used to flirt a lot in interviews before I even met them. For some reason it hurts to hear this from Miles himself. I nod and blink away the tears. I turn around to leave but I'm close enough to the bed that Miles grabs my wrist. I turn around and look into his eyes and melt just like always.
"Why, why should I stay?" I ask. He looks deep into my eyes.
"Because Shai means nothing to me now. You are all I want." I am melting even more. "I used to think I was in love with her, but now I realise that I love you, and only you." I am still mad at him but I am having a hard time ignoring how sweet he is being. I refuse to look at him.
"The strands in your eyes, that color them wonderful, stop me and steal my breath." He begins to sing. I look at him. "Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky never revealing their depth." I shake my head.
"Miles, stop." I say.
"No, not until you forgive me." He says and then continues singing our song.
"Ugh fine." I say sitting beside him on the bed. "I forgive you." He grins and kisses me. "You know you make it so damn hard to stay mad at you sometimes?"
"I know." He says grinning. I roll my eyes and kiss him. I can feel the sparks flying and suddenly I can't stop. I think he can feel it too because he doesn't try pulling away either. We make out until we are out of breath. After we pull away for a second Miles continues to kiss me. He kisses my forehead and my jaw. He kisses down my neck nibbling at some points and and he kisses my collar bone.
A month ago I was too scared to have sex with him. Now I don't know why. I suddenly want him, I want all of him. To show him that I want this I begin to pull his shirt up. I take it off, exposing his beautiful abs. He stops kissing me and looks up at me.
"Are you sure?" He asks. His voice is husky and it sends shivers down my spine. Unable to say anything I just nod and he continues kissing me. Slowly he lifts my dress up. We continue like this until we are fully unclothed. He lays me back and kisses my lips.
"I love you." He says pulling back.
"I love you too." I say and then it happens.
I wake up the next morning sore and naked. We have a sheet over us but other than that there is nothing. I get out of bed and look for something to wear. I end up wearing one of Miles' shirts and a pair of his boxers. I sneak out to the kitchen and find Theo making pancakes.
"Hey Theo." I say quietly and he jumps dropping the pancake he was cooking on the floor. I burst into laughter and he shakes his head at me.
"So, I'm guessing you guys aren't mad at each other anymore." Theo says grinning. He is in boxers and has no shirt on.
"What makes you say that?" I ask. Theo looks at me with those eyes. It's as if he's saying 'Do I even have to explain?'.
"You guys clearly had sex last night." He says and then turns back to his pancakes.
"Did not." I say defensively. He gives me the look again.
"Mhm sure." He says.
"What do you mean?" I ask
"You are wearing his clothes." He says
"I always wear his clothes when I spend the night." I say. He nods.
"And you look really sore."
"I spent all day walking in heels yesterday."
"And also you smell like it." I blush and look away. He laughs and continues cooking.
It has been one months since I have graduated and now I am ready to start college at NYU. We are moving today. Instead of sitting in the car and waiting like Miles told me to I got Annika to give me a ride here. I am in the middle of Washington street. I stare down the street to the two huge blue spruce trees in front of the white house. This is where I used to live. I am not extremely close to the house but I always feel emotional looking at it. I used to walk down this road to get home.
I don't really know why I came here of all places to say goodbye to my childhood. Maybe it's becasue my best memories are in that house. Or maybe it's because I already did say goodbye to my childhood at that house. After moving from that house I had to grow up. I had to act more mature at home. I never lived in a house for very long. Whatever the reason is I am here. I am crying but thats okay because I have sunglasses on so nobody can see me. I run through all of my memories of this house and I begin to cry more. My tears are silent but I still don't like the idea of anyone seeing me. I hear footsteps so I turn around.
"It's okay. It's just me." Miles says. I cry more and he wraps his arms around me. Miles is now almost fully recovered. He isn't paralyzed like the doctors thought he was but he limps slightly. He also has memory problems but I'll take that over him being dead anyday.
"How'd you know I'd be here?" I ask him.
"Annika told me you'd be here." He says. I nod then pull away from his hug and wipe away my tears. I look back at the house and I can see Miles doing the same out of the corner of my eye.
"It's just hard you know?" I say after a moment of silence.
"I know." He answers. He wraps his arms around my waist. "But you also need to remember that this is good for you. You need to explore the world like you have always dreamed of." I nod. "So, I was wondering. We've been dating for 7 months now."
"Yeah." I say. "And?"
"Well let me get to it." He says. I nod and laugh. "Since we have been dating for a while, and you are moving to New York anyway, I think we should take a step forward in our relationship." He says. I understand what he is saying but I want to joke around with him first.
"Ugh fine. I guess I can fire 3 of my prostitutes. But I'm not firing any more than that." I say. He laughs. My friends and I have joked about prostitues since the 8th grade but it is still funny to us and now that Miles knows about our joke it's become even funnier.
"And about what percentage of your prostitues would that be?" He asks.
"About 50%" I say. We laugh.
"Well as sweet as that is I actually was wondering if you would like to move into an apartment in New York with me. It can be right by the campus." He says.
"Oh Miles I don't know." I joke. His face falls and he nods. "I'm kidding Miles. Of course I'd love to move in with you." I say. He smiles and looks at me.
"Really?" He asks. I nod and he grins widely. "Yes!" He says picking me up and spinning me. I laugh and kiss him.
"Now why don't we get going?" I ask. "We've got a long drive ahead of us." I say. He nods and grabs my hand. We get into the moving truck and start our journey to our new lives.
There have been four big changes in my life. The first big change was my parents divorice. The second was my mom's abusive ex-boyfriend Shane. The third was cancer and the fourth, was meeting Miles. All have changed my life, and I am glad for them. They have shaped me to be the person I am today. They have all brought me to find the one thing we all search for our entire lives, the one, the love of my life, true love.
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Brianna is 17 and was diagnosed with cancer a year ago. Her life has never been perfect or simple but when she receives a chance to meet the writer of her favorite book series her whole world changes. Once she meets (a very hot) Miles Teller Br...