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IT WAS LATE—
and ( y/n ) found herself wandering the street close to school waiting for her parents to pick her up. She had just gotten in a fight with her boyfriend.

He has your future all planned out already but you didn't want the same things he wanted and he couldn't, and can't understand that.

This was bound to happen sooner or later.

"I know. Starr, you're right, you and my mom both are it's just I can't bring myself to tell him, at least not tonight. I'll call you later."

She couldn't do the back and forth with him anymore. Tomorrow, tomorrow you would end it. It was time for the two of you to find what you truly desired.

You were just holding each other back.

You end your call with a sigh, closed eyes looking at the night sky.

"Yoru," a stranger blurts out in disbelief with a smile on their face. You couldn't help the rising scream that was building up in the back of your throat, you look around you for said yoru.

It was no one but you and the stranger out on the empty street.

You turn back to the stranger, "um, no. I'm—" and once more you find yourself checking behind you, still seeing no one, "I'm ( y/n )."

It's barely visible but still, there you see the stranger's smile falter. "Oh, you just look uh... I'm sorry. You just really remind me of someone."

"I'm Miles."

Biting your lip you hold yourself and somehow the stranger miles finds a way to get closer without you noticing. "Not to be rude or anything Miles, but it's kinda creepy that you're out here in the middle of nowhere."

He smirked, "you're one to talk, you're out here all by yourself."

"It's New York nothing bad ever happens here." You claim with a sarcastic smile upon your lips, throwing your arms up in the air gesturing around you.

Both you and miles stand there staring at each other for a moment until eventually, you find yourself sighing and looking down at your phone, you cave.

"I-uh got into a fight with my boyfriend."

For some reason, trust is what you feel when you gazed into his chocolate brown eyes even though the two of you have had this one conversation.

He rolled back on the balls of his feet. "About what, may I ask?" He put his hands up defensively.

"Life, future. He's got it all mapped out."

"You don't want it?

"I don't know what I want."

"Well, that's not true." He smirks slightly. "You want what everybody wants,"

"What? Mysterious stranger who has all the answers." you smile at him. "Hm. Well let's just say I've been around a long time..." he replies looking back in the distance.

"I've learned a few things."

"So Miles, tell me. What is it that I want?"

"You want a love that consumes you, you want passion, an adventure, and even a little danger." Walking closer to you he smirks down at you.

"So, what do you want?"

Flabbergasted, he doesn't know how to reply no one has taken his feelings into consideration, not for a long time at least.

The sound of a loud car horn interrupts your conversation.

Turning back to the stranger you half-smile, you really did enjoy his company. "It's my parents." When you turn to look at the stranger you feel your mind go blank.

"I want you to get everything you're looking for, but right now I want you to forget that this happened can't have people knowing I'm in town yet."

Smiling up to him you nod your head almost like you were compelled, he smiles down at you, "good night, ( y/n )."

But the same sentence is stuck in your head for the rest of the night, "you want a love that consumes you, you want passion, an adventure, and even a little danger." And you don't know nor remember why that sentence is stuck in your head but it is.

And you found yourself asking why?

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