Calm Like You /Miles-Alex fanfic

Chapter 1

*Alex POV*
I was walking down the same empty dark alleyway like I usually do every night on my way home from work. It was a normal night and the rain was falling quietly around me. I didn't bring an umbrella so I was soaked to the bone. I just wanted to get home. The dark spots around my eyes were getting worse by the second. My hair was an absolute mess and I hadn't eaten for hours. This was most nights.
Before I reached my flat I caught a glimpse of a strange man in the shadows. He was smoking a cigarette and had a leather jacket on. Besides that I couldn't make out any other distinct features from him. I swiftly walked by him hoping I wasn't going to be mugged.
I reached my flat. I unlocked the door and ran up the creaky wooden stairs. The building was old and dusty but it was all I could afford. I finally reached my door and stepped inside the cold dark room. I reached over and switched on my radiator heater. I threw off my shirt and pants and grabbed some sweatpants and a jumper to sleep in. I crawled into my bed and before I knew it I had drifted off to sleep.

  Here it was. Another night walking home in the dark again. I was shivering and wet from the rain. It never stops raining here. For the second time I saw the same strange man out of the corner of my eye. He was smoking a cigarette again as well. When I was a few steps past him I noticed that he was following me. I reached my flat building and stepped inside the glass doors. He followed. I stepped up the creaky stairs. He followed. When I reached my door I noticed that he went inside the door two doors down from me. He smiled at me before disappearing into his flat.
  Who was this man? What does he want from me? How long has it been since I noticed him?

  Every night on my walk home from work the same man would be standing out there. And occasionally he would follow me up to my floor. Every time we entered our flats at the same time he would always smile at me, and I would smile back. This strange man was so kind to me. From time to time I would make small talk with him. I found out he works at a small restaurant near the record store I work at. I also found out that we were about 2 months apart in age. I started to become friends with this stranger.
  One time it was just a normal night and he had followed me up to my flat. We did this every night now. This time he invited me into his flat and I kindly accepted the invitation. We stepped inside and the smell of incense filled my nose. It was neatly kept and everything was tightly organized. The light was warm and the room was quiet. He offered me a glass of wine. Boy was that a mistake. Before I knew it I was drunk. I blurted out a lot of things I shouldn't have. For example I told him I liked guys. I had never told a soul and now this stranger knew. He could tell everyone. He knew where I worked and he could tell everyone there. Then no one would treat me the same. I was so worried that he would tell somebody.
  It was around midnight when he helped me to my flat. He was so kind to do that. He even helped me find some pjs to put on. I refused to let him help me change though. That would've been bad. I would've had to explain all the scars lining my thighs and then he'd probably admit me to some mental institution or something. Before he stepped out he asked,
  "Hey I never got your name..."
  "It's Alex" I told him.
  "Oh sweet. The names Miles. And by the way I like guys too"