Miles POV
Drinking wasn't my thing. I guess from all the wine from the dinner and allowing tristan to give me one drink made me not think about decsions or what was happening. Thats how I Iiked it. Being carefree and just having fun. But I wasn't like that anymore. That wasn't me. The whole getting wasted and having girls on me every party. When I saw Ivy's face, I couldnt process what was going on. Until I remembered Stacy saw me and decided to sit on me as if we would be together again and I would do whatever she wanted. I only dated her because I looked at her as an object. She was just to have a good time. But I don't want to be that way again. Before I knew it, I was calling after Ivy. I just kinda opened up to her which I don't even do with my own friends and this happens? Great. I pushed Stacy off my lap and ignored her string of curse words and walked out. "Ivy!" I called out to her as she crossed the road. I ran after her, not even looking if a car was coming my way. I grabbed her wrist and turned her around. "Ivy listen I ---" "I knew it," She started. "I knew this whole thing since I met you... was a joke." Her cheeks were wet. "Listen, its not even like that I just ---." "Save it. I don't want to be around you anymore. You should go back to Stacy." Why was she even being like this? I know that Stacy being on my lap made everything I told her seem like a lie. But as if her tone made her sound jealous? Maybe it was the alcohol swimming in me that made it sound like that. "I have to go." She turned toward my car and stopped in her tracks. "I think you would need the keys to my car yeah?" I smirked regardless of the situation we were in. She stayed silent. "I'll drive you home." I unlocked the car as she got in the passengers seat. The ride was quiet as she looked out the window the whole way and mumbled a thanks when she shut the door. I'm not going to make her go through this. She didn't do anything. She doesn't deserve to feel lead on by me or lied to by the events of what she saw tonight. Im going to not be near her anymore. And hopefully she will forget about me eventually.
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Miles
Fanfiction"But you see Miles, people have different representations of beauty and what is right and wrong. People may find you attractive and some may not. Some people may think its okay to steal because they grew up around it and was never told it was bad,"...
