Y/n POV!! ↵
I woke up in Miles arms. He was awake, did he sleep at all? I snuggled closer to him, realizing we were both still naked, I pulled the covers over us more. Miles fingers drug from my hips to my ribs lightly, making me shiver. "I had fun." Miles sighed. I nodded in agreement. "You're really pretty." Miles muttered, this time his hand went all the way down to my ass, sitting there happily. "You're quite dapper yourself Miles." Miles pulled me in for a light kiss. We sat there for a few moments before Miles finally pulled back and tucked a strand of hair into the wrap. Forgot I had that. "You uh- you're bleeding through." Miles pointed up. I shrugged and cuddled him some more. He just chuckled and started to rub my back. "We have to get up." Miles whispered. I shook my head. "Why not?" He asked me. "Because, I don't want to. I want to stay in here with you." I listened to Miles heartbeat, it was even and nice. "You'll be with me out there." He let me go and pulled his boxers on. I sighed loudly and stared at his ceiling. "Come on dear, let's get you dressed. "I am not, putting that thing on." I motioned to my bra. "You won't have too." Miles slipped one of the graphic tees I didn't know he owned over my head. "Where did you get this?" Miles shrugged. It was big on me but I still put my underwear back on. Miles watched me carefully. "Miles, you have hickies all over." I lightly touched his neck. He just smiled and grabbed my hand in his, kissing it lightly. I blushed and yanked my hand away. "Why can't you be soft like this every morning?" I mumbled, caressing his cheek. "If we fucked every night-" I shook my head. "Not an option. I can barely walk Miles." I whispered. He grinned and shrugged. "Guess I'll have to carry you all day." I rolled my eyes. "Nope. Not an option and you know it." I stood up, I was so sore. "Jesus fuck..." I muttered, walking around Miles's room, trying to make my walking seem normal. When I thought it was right, I left, shooting Miles one last wink. "Uh-" I turned to the group. There was a new boy, he had glasses. Their eyes trailed down to my breasts, then my thighs. Boris and the new boy seemed pleased by the sight. "Richard, you're here early." Miles voice came up from behind me. "It's Richie, who's the babe?" Richie looked me up and down again. Miles rested his hands on my shoulders. He was wearing a turtle neck, a sports jacket, and slacks. They were black and gray, he looked good. "Richard this is my girlfriend, Y/n." Richie winked at me, making me blush. I was blushing a lot. "You remind me of my friend Stan." He pointed at my head wrap. "Stan must've been cute." I replied, earning a nudge from Miles. He didn't like where this was going. "I'm going to go to my room and change, I'll see you all later.." I kissed Miles cheek and turned to go to my room. I felt their eyes on me until I shut the door. I sighed, I was so sore. I took Miles shirt off and put a bra on. I looked through my clothes. I ended up wearing a striped sweater, a black skirt, fishnets and some simple black boots. Miles had only left hickies that would've only been visible if I were naked. I redid my makeup and took off my choker, leaving the necklace Miles had given me on. I brushed my hair up a little, making it neat. Before I left, I grabbed the gun that I had stolen. I tied a leg harness on and strapped the gun in. "Hey hotstuff." Richie was leaning in my doorframe. I turned to him. "You could've knocked." I hoped he hadn't seen anything. "Eh, I could've." I rolled my eyes and pushed past him. Richie held his hand out, grabbing my boobs. "Nice racks." I slapped his hand away and shook my head. "Hey! If you ever want a really good night, I can do you way better than my brother!" He called after me. I gave him the middle finger and walked downstairs. I went into the kitchen and saw the four boys at the table. "Hey
Y/n!" Tyler piped up. "Good morning." Guess we were pretending last night didn't happen. "Your bed is very loud." Boris commented. "Yeah, Y/n had a nightmare. She was tossing around all night. Even woke up screaming one time." Miles took a bite from his toast. "Are you okay?" Mike asked. I nodded and reached for the bread. "I already made you something." Miles was suddenly behind me. His hands were on my ribs, making me shiver. "Thank you." I smiled and turned to him. Miles backed up and I walked to the table. "So, we didn't get to know each other very well last night..." Tyler coughed at the end. "I'm not always like that. I don't like big events and usually I would've been medicated but... I'm temporarily off my meds." I shot Miles a glance. He just kept his head down, smirking to himself. I looked back up at the boys. They tried to make it seem like they weren't staring. Suddenly, a kiss was placed on my cheek. I looked over and was met with the bug-eyed boy. He grinned and winked, sitting down in the empty seat next to me. Miles had a look in his eyes that actually scared me a little. I let my hand fall onto his thigh under the table but he nudged it off. What was he planning?
