concrete jungle - prowler miles

"𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘'𝐒 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑"

Miles' POV:
I leave for an hour and she already talking to some random boy? Yeah nah. "Myasia, who's that?" I ask, sizing him up. "I'm Nate, what's up man?" Nate says, I ignore him and wait for Asia to answer. "He's my ex" she rolled her eyes. I can tell she's drunk by the way she sounds. "Asia, can you come here?" I ask trying to see if she can walk straight. She wobbles over in my direction. I pick her up. "Ion wanna see you around my girl no more." I say firmly to whatever his name is "Shit, my bad i ain't know." He puts his hands up and walks away. "My girl?" She repeats, smiling. Not gonna lie, I forgot I was holding her. I shush her and take some bread from the pantry

I sit her on the counter and hand her the bread. "Eat this. I'll soak up the liquor."

She angrily stares at me while eating the bread I gave her. "What?" I didn't even do anything to her for her to be this mad. "You left." Asia said in between bites. "I didn't leave, you wanted space." She crossed her arms, "You been down my throat since we got here." "You been tweakin' since we got here." Asia looks down when I say that. I sigh, "Look, if this about-" she cuts me off before I say Kiersten. "Just drop it, Miles." Now that I think about it, that's probably why she was drinking so much. I sit next to her on the counter. The music blasts in the background makes the silence between us a little funny.

Especially since the song playing right now is "WAP".

"Hey Miles I think I'm just gonna go home." Asia sighed, leaping off the counter. "Alright, do you want me walk there?" I get off the counter too. "Nah, I'm fine." "Oh." is the only word that leaves my mouth as I watch her stumble away. His name makes me itch, ion like that. I go back home too. I didn't even wanna be there in the first place. I open the door and Uncle Aaron was on the couch "Where's ya lil girlfriend at?" He looks behind me "Don't know, don't care." I shrug on my way to my room. Laying on my bed I'm listening music through headphones. That whole argument was stupid. Can't help but roll my eyes thinking about it.

How convenient that her ex pop up out of nowhere. 'My bad I ain't know.' Yeah right. I switch the song playing to skeezers by a boogie.

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Myasia's POV:
I saw Nate sitting on the stairs talking to some dudes when I was about to leave. "Ay! Asia, where you going?" Nate blocks the door. "Home. Now move." He shakes his head, "Nah, first off you drunk and secondly it's late. Can't let you leave by yo self."
Well, he's not wrong but I really just wanna be alone. "Ugh fine." He smirks and opens the door for me. My house is a couple blocks away, it was gonna be a long walk. I was on Nate's back because he didn't want me to fall I guess. "So, what's his name?" Nate breaks the silence, "Miles, why?" I responded. "Just thought he looked familiar." He shrugs, eventually we get to my house and I unlock the front door. Thank god my mom is still at work, I would've been grounded forever.

"You coming in or no?" I turn to Nate, who's standing in the doorway. A smug look quickly grows on his face as he walks in.

In my room, he's sitting on my bed while I pick out some sleep clothes from my dresser. I could feel his eyes on me, "I don't know what you think this is, but I still want Miles." I pull out a hoodie and plaid pants. "I ain't even say nothing." Nate replied.
"You was staring for what then?" I say before, taking my clothes to the bathroom and changing. After that, I came back and sat on my bed. "you and him serious?" He asked in a slightly irritated tone. I shook my head "not yet." Nate looked kinda mad when I say that, "aight, well I gotta go, later, shorty." He kisses my forehead then leaves.

Damn. I should've let Miles take me home. It was nice to see Nate though, we haven't talked since we broke up.

He was real being touchy and seemed jealous whenever I brought up Miles..Maybe he's tryna get back with me? Nah I'm tripping. Even if he was, I got Miles now so that's real dead. Speaking of I hope he's not mad at me. I'll text him tomorrow I'm so tired. I've had an extremely long day, he'll understand. We still gotta pick our prom colors. With that I let my eyes close and fall asleep.

'My girl' I'm his girl. Wait did he mean that platonically?

a/n

how's my foreshadowing 😈‼️