[DISCONTINUED] My Mate Is A Guy?! BoyxBoy

Walking Miles

Sam 

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"Sammy..." Jett starts to say but the look I send him makes him fall short of words. Two hours have passed and the sun has started to rise. We had shifted back a few minutes ago, my drive for finding Felicity was wearing thin and setting into panic. I bite my lip, scanning the area for anything. That guy, Felicity. Anything.

Jett's cold hand rests on my arm and I lean back into him. "I said I'd never leave her..." I say in a low voice. I look back at Jett who is biting his own lip, as though contemplating something.

"You know something," I comment, not pushing it. Whether it was about Felicity or not, I wasn't sure. But he knew something and right now, I'd take that.

"I don't know... I just think Felicity may have cleared out on her own accord."

I turn around to face him fully and blink at him, "what?"

"Just a thought. Maybe she wanted to leave, to do her own thing," he says this slowly, presenting it to me carefully. I gulp and run my tongue over my teeth.

"I've known Felicity for most of my life. She would have said something. She wouldn't have done that," I shake my head repeatedly.

"She might have, Sam. She knows you're seriously stressed and didn't want to stress your further-"

"But she wouldn't!" I snap. Jett jumps. I purse my lips together, "she wouldn't have," I say in a lighter tone and stalk off, leaving Jett standing there.

I hadn't meant to snap. It just came out. He didn't deserve that. I needed to let off steam and he was the closest target. I'd apologize later, right now I need some time to think. Continuously walking for ten minutes, I then slump against the large trunk of a tree and lace my fingers through my hair. It had grown a lot recently, now tickling the nape of my neck. It takes all my willpower not to try and tug the hair out. I pull my knees up and rest my forehead on them.

A breeze plays with my hair and sends shivers across my spine. It's suddenly cold.

"Heyo," someone says, causing me to snap my head up and back myself further into the trunk of the tree. All I see are legs, clad in black denim. Lifting my gaze I see the guy who I ran into earlier.

"Did I scare you?" his voice is deep and husky and yet has a childish ring to it. I stand up, now standing above him and shake my head. The right side of his mouth lifts into a smile.

"Sure I didn't."

"Where's Felicity?" I demand. He looks at me, tilting his head to the side.

"Who and what is that?" he asks, with strange facial expressions with each word.

"Did you take my friend?" I ask, poising my body to attack.

He shakes his head, "if I did, I can't remember."

There's a moment silence lingering in the air.

"Who are you?" I ask, studying him from a closer angle than earlier. He has a slight stubble, nothing too extreme.

"Well, my dear friend, when I find out - you'll be the first to know," he tells me with a nod. I blink at him.

"What?"

"I don't know who I am, what I'm doing here or why you're the only one who can see me. The only thing I do know is that we are both in desperate need of a haircut," he says with his hands and extravagant movements.

"What do you mean I'm the only one who can see you?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. He doesn't seem like much of a threat.

"I don't know. The first thing I remember is that I'm alone in the woods and unable to touch anything. Do you know how annoying it was initially? I couldn't take a leak without flopping everywhere."

I nod slowly, creasing my eyebrows together.

He bites his lip, "I'm making a crappy first impression, aren't I?"

"No... not at all..." I lie.

"I think I'm doing pretty decent for my first human contact in twelve years."

I choke on air. He holds up a hand to my face. "If you say what again I will punch you."

"Okay. A little excessive, but okay."

Another silence. He taps his foot, biting his lip and lets out a slight laugh, "eh. I was wondering, could you help me?"

"With what? Your previous problem that we discussed?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. He does that right side lipped smile again.

"No, I figured that one out. Don't have to leak."

"Mental images!" I squeeze my eyes shut.

"I suppose help with y'know, finding out who I am, why I'm still here, why I don't have to leak," with each new point he swerves his head side to side. I would imagine that he would have been banned from caffeine as he seemed extremely jumpy.

"Only if you help me find my friend. No one else can see you, you can easily snoop around."

He nods and juts out a hand. I smile, grasping it. Once our hands touch he jumps up.

"Oh my fuck. I can touch you," he breathes looking at our hands.

"Sam?" Jett's voice comes on the scene. He's squinting at me holding hands with... him.

"It's not what it looks like..." I say quickly. Jett nods slowly.

"It looked like you were giving the air a hand job," he replies, cocking his head to the side and looking at me. I look at the guy in front of me. He raises both of his eyebrows and breathes out with a whistle.

He gives me the half mouth smile again, "call me Myles."

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Wayhay I uploaded!

The sexy assed Myles is over there >>

He's going to be played by Milo Ventimiglia. My five year long crush. You probably know him from Heroes or Gilmore Girls. SO CUTE.

What do you think anyway? I think this sequel is going to be so filled with stuff. We have to find Felicity, Sam's dad, who Myles really is and whether that's his real name or not, get Benjamin out of jail and somehow get the police off of their backs.

Wow. What the hell do I be writing?

The song is well. I like the band and the song is what I shook my booty to whilst writing this. *shake shake*

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