leave me. miles fairchild x female reader.

Chapter Eight.

Chapter Eight.

The morning that followed the teens exciting night was rather monotonous. Kate burst into (Y/N)'s room at 7:00am sharp and (Y/N) lay still in bed, hiding her smile with her bed sheets. Her mom left without a worry on her mind and (Y/N) sighed with relief and threw the blankets down.

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After their adventures, Miles walked back to his bedroom and put on a record at a very low volume. He fell back onto his mattress and smirked up at the ceiling. He hadn't expected anything like that to have happened with (Y/N) but he definitely was not upset about it. This girl was perfect to him and he felt like he had a chance with her. The other girls at school were all tramps according to him. (Y/N) was his dream girl and he was determined to make her his. After thinking about her for a long span of time, Miles did what any other teenage boy would do after a night like that.

He closed his eyes and melted into his mattress with pleasure.

At around 9:00am, both (Y/N) and Miles woke from their light slumbers to the smell of breakfast. Miles threw on a pair of grey sweatpants and a white shirt. He knew he was attractive, he didn't have to put any work in. After he was dressed, he walked to the couch and greeted his sister. (Y/N) on the other hand was set on maintaining her relationship with Miles. She sprung up and ran to her mirror. She examined her eye bags and forcefully pulled out her makeup bag. The girl patted on light makeup to attempt to hide the effects of her sleepless night. Once she was satisfied with how she looked, she went to her closet to pick out the perfect outfit.

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"Miles, you look tired." Flora said, investigating her brother's face and eye bags.

"Still handsome, right?" He replied with a smug look.

"Yes Miles." Flora laughed with a whine. He picked up Flora and tickled her until she began to shriek. Mrs Grose entered the room with tea and shushed the siblings, making sure to not overstep her boundaries. Flora picked up her teacup and jokingly lifted her pinky, taking a sip. Miles followed, doing the same, and Flora giggled at the silliness. Her hair fell over her eyes as she leaned down to pick up a cookie to dip in her tea.

"Ew Flora, how can you do that? Don't all the crumbs fall into your tea?" Miles asked with a face full of disgust.

"Oh Miles, don't be such a prude." Flora scrunched her nose.

"Where'd you learn that word, Flora?" Kate asked, walking into the room with a book in her hand.

"I heard Quint say it to Miss Jessel. It sounded accurate for this conversation." She stated. Miles looked down and furrowed his brow.

"Huh. Well good morning, you two. Where is (Y/N)? Is she not up yet?" Kate asked.

"Yep! Right here." (Y/N) smiled, catching up to her mother.

"How was your sleep, dear?" Kate asked.

"Fine. Yours?" She replied, innocently.

"Quite good actually. Breakfast smells lovely, Mrs Grose." The mom called into the kitchen. Mrs Grose uttered nothing but an 'mhm' and continued puttering away. (Y/N) took a seat next to Flora and the young girl climbed onto her lap. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around her and swayed her side to side a few times. In a way, (Y/N) was kind of like her babysitter. Miles watched in awe at his two favourite girls laughing together and becoming so close.

"So, Miles, you were abnormally quiet last night.." Kate huffed.

"I put my headphones in. Would you have preferred if I'd played it loud? Because I can most definitely do that tonight and for the rest of the time you'll stay here." Miles said, sarcasm dripping from his lips as they pressed together. (Y/N) exhaled with a subtle laugh as she covered her face in Flora's hair.

"No, I just- never mind." Kate said, clenching her jaw.

"Mrs Grose, may I have some tea?" (Y/N) asked while leaning toward the kitchen. The elderly woman was quick to bring (Y/N) her tea just how she liked it. Non dairy milk and two sugar cubes. Miles' eyes followed her hands as she stirred in the teacup. The three children and Kate waited in silence for Mrs Grose to bring their meals. Miles and (Y/N) certainly weren't going to start a conversation, Flora was distracted by styling (Y/N)'s hair, and Kate was smirking in her achievement of 'keeping the teens apart'.

"Now, what has happened in here? I thought someone had died, it hasn't been this quiet in ages." Mrs Grose spoke, carrying four full plates of breakfast foods. She passed them out, giving Kate hers last. The girls looked up and smiled at Mrs Grose as a silent 'thank you' but Miles was too busy eating his food and staring directly at (Y/N). Kate didn't seem to notice as she was already too pleased with herself to think of her plan going wrong in any way. After eating silently for minutes, everyone except for Kate was finished. (Y/N) felt a pair of eyes on her and her first instinct was to see who it was. She had assumed it was her mother watching her every move but when she finally took her eyes off of her plate, they were met with Miles' dark and tempting eyes. She licked her lips and looked away but Miles' glare didn't leave her until he got up and left, leaving his plate as he always did.

"Kids, why don't you run along now. (Y/N) would you go get Flora dressed? It seems someone was a little sleepy this morning." Mrs Grose faked a smile. (Y/N) nodded and took Flora's hand in hers as they ran to Flora's room.

"What dress do you want to wear today?" (Y/N) smiled, sweetly.

"What dress do YOU want me to wear today?" Flora replied.

"It's your choice, silly! But I will say, that brown one is probably my favourite." She said while gesturing to the plaid brown dress that hung from her oversized closet.

"Okie doks! Privacy please. You can wait in the washroom." Flora pointed.

"Oh, can I? Thank you Flora. You just knock when you're all done and I'll come out to button you up." She said while stepping into Flora's elegant washroom. She closed the door and turned to face the mirror. A figure stepped into her view and she whipped around to see who or what it was. Miles' hand pressed over her mouth as he concealed her scream.

"Jesus Christ, Miles. You scared me." (Y/N) said, holding her heart. Miles picked up her hand and pressed a gentle kiss on it before moving her hair over her shoulder and kissing her neck.

"Flora is right out there." (Y/N) stated with a look of concern.

"That's why there's a door lock." Miles smirked, clicking the lock into place. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and chuckled at Miles. He pressed his lips against hers as he pushed her body against the wall. Their kiss intensified and Miles' hand made its way to (Y/N)'s neck. She gasped but didn't push him away. Shortly after Miles has left markings all over the girl's lower neck and chest, (Y/N) heard a knock on the door and briskly but tenderly pushed him off.

"Coming!" She shouted as she examined her hickies in the mirror.

"Looks like you'll be wearing turtlenecks for quite a few days now." Miles smirked, looking (Y/N) up and down.

"Yea, yea, whatever." She said, pushing Miles back into Flora's shower. (Y/N) left the washroom with a new sense of confidence and a need for more from Miles, romantically and physically.

A/N: please comment any feedback you have and i really hope you enjoyed this chapter! <3