𝑅𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑌𝑜𝑢

Chapter 13

I'm still numb from Miles's touch, it sends me on a rollercoaster of feelings that make me submissive to his single command. I'm paralyzed. Coach Bailey is examining us and our moves, Miles isn't saying a word and his hand is still on my back, putting me in a frenzy.

"What's going on?" Coach Bailey asks breaking the silence,

"Why?" Miles asks keeping his hand on my back,

"I asked YOU a question" Coach warns

"We're your fastest runners I don't see why what we do matters" Miles bites back while I stifle a laugh.

It catches her off guard, she gives us a glare that bores into me making me feel vulnerable. Miles notices and takes a step forward kind of blocking me from Coach Baileys glare,

"We're going to run now. Bye," he sarcastically says while waving. Coach Bailey doesn't say anything and leaves which surprises me, but knowing that it was Miles that shooed her away makes sense.

He starts walking tilting his head in the direction of the track and I follow willingly like a dog following its treat. He leads with pride, knowing that I will follow him blindly to anywhere he dared to go.

Does he know what he's doing to me?

The question I asked myself many times but weirdly doesn't bother me knowing that I like what he does to me.

I watch him get into position beguiling me. His arms raise, his right foot in front of his left, and his eyes focused. It's a trance I don't want to get out of.

He looks at me. By the way he's looking I assume he's telling me he's ready because as soon as his eyes dart forward he is gone making me run as fast as I can to catch up.

When he gets halfway to reaching his first lap he slows down letting me catch up. I'm already out of breath when I reach him, I look around the field and see Ava wink at me making me blush.

His steady breaths keep me from stopping. It feels like I'm chasing a world only he can create, and I doing anything I can to get there.

We pass the line finishing our first lap and hearing the cheers from others who have been watching us run. I've gotten used to the cheers but I know these cheers are different and aren't for the same reasons.

Before it was because I was the best and only the best but now it isn't just for me, It's for US as a team, as partners, passing the finish line together.

Six laps later and I feel like a dead person, the cheers never stopped but I think my lungs did. Once I crossed that line I fell onto the grass laying on my back and dying of exhaustion.

I can feel the wind circulate around me and can see the clouds in the sky form into shapes that I always guess wrong. It relaxes me being underneath the sun's warmth and counting each cloud like a little kid.

I start to get up failing in doing so until a hand appears in front of me, I look up to see that the hand belongs to Miles who's smiling down at me.

I accept his hand and Miles pulls me up effortlessly and with ease, but he pulls too hard that when getting on my two feet I bump my head into his chest. I have to hold myself because it feels like bumping into concrete.

"Good job" he compliments me while I rub my head

"Not as good as you" I whisper, he cocks his head then bringing his mouth to my ear and his hands on my shoulders he whispers,

"No one is as good as me" he pulls away winking at me. My heart stop and my body feels paralyzed like it always does when I'm around him.

Before I can comprehend what he said, Ava runs up to me and hugs me. I automatically hug her back but as I look up I see Miles disappear within the crowd making me wish I said something instead of being paralyzed.