My Best Friends Brother.

Chapter 20. - Where Ever You Are

*Isa's POV*
This last week and a half have been the worst, and best days of my life, but mostly the best. After all of the Jake drama got resolved, mine and Myles relationship took off. He's not only made me a happier person, he's helped me come through major blocks in my music, and writing. He's a creative genius. We'd sit and toy with beats, different hooks, and he helped more than you would think with my creative writing, that is when we could keep our hands off one another. That's something about Myles, the chemistry between the two of us is something I've never experienced before. When we kiss it's like the Fourth of July, Christmas, and like a nuclear bomb all went off at once. He gives me butterflies at the slightest glance. I love him with all my heart, and by the way he treats me I know he feels the same. He has little surprises for me all the time. Most of the time it's little notes, but he loves spoiling me. That's something that's hard for me to get use to, because I'm so use to being independent. No male has ever wanted to help me, little on spoil me. So it's something I have to get use to, but it is a nice change of pace.
I'm sitting on my back porch trying to write a song, an original, because Myles is such an inspiring person. He is my muse, and he's told me I'm his as well. When I wake up most mornings, he's scribbling in his writing note pad. Sometimes I sit and watch him, because it's amazing to just watch him work. The faces he makes while the wheels are turning in his brain are adorable. He becomes so absorbed, he doesn't even notice I'm watching. It's something I admire. Personally, I've never been able to shut out the world.
As I'm sittin here thinking I'm startled by the back screen shutting.
"Dang it," when I jump, and turn I see Myles chuckling at my jumpiness. "Babe that wasn't cool!"
"But it's so funny! You're so cute when you get scared." I pout at him, and he comes and sits next to me . He pulls me close to him and rubs my shoulder. "I'm sorry baby, but I'm not gonna say this is the last time." I hear his grin in his tone. I look at him and stick my tongue out at him, and as quickly as I stuck my tongue out, it's in his mouth and he's kissing me as if it'll be the last chance he ever gets to. I pull away and look at him questioning.
"What was that for baby?" His expression softens.
"You know I leave today..." I had completely forgotten. I feel my expression fall into frown.
"Oh...." I snuggle closer to him.
"What are you working on?" He's trying to change the subject so I don't get upset.
"Nothing." I snatch my notebook up and sit on it. My voice cracks as I speak, because of the huge lump in my throat. I don't want him to see, because I want the song to be a surprise. It's about him, and I want it to be something he'll remember for a long time.
I'm trying hard not to cry, but I feel I'm failing as the lump gets bigger. I can't look at him, because I know as soon as I do the tears will fall. I stand forgetting my notebook, and I walk to a lounge chair next to the pool, and before I can sit I start crying hysterically. I crumple onto the chair, and in an instant Myles is at my side.
"Baby it's going to be ok." He pulls me into his chest, and his voice sounds unsteady. "Princess you're going to have to stop crying, or I'll start." I hear him sniff back tears. "It's not like you'll never see me again."
"I know...but you...you won't be here...with me." I'm still crying hysterically. He kisses the top of my head.
"Don't worry it won't take me five months to get to Miami this time." He says chuckling, "and you can come visit me in the bay too." He kisses the top of my head. "We're gonna make this work. You know why?" I look up at him and shake my head," it's because we love each other, and that's all we need to make this work." I smile and nod.
"I just don't want to loose you Myles...you're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He smiles enthusiastically at me.
"No Princess, you're the best thing that's happened to me. I'd feel lost if you weren't in my life at all." I smile through my tears, and kiss him. He smiles into the kiss, letting his lips linger against mine. "Well the reason I came out here is, everyone is wanting to go to the beach on our last day, and I was wondering if you wanted to go, or spend the day here. It's completely up to you."
"Let's go to the beach...I'll probably cry a lot less." He chuckles and stands giving me a hand up.
"The beach it is." He interlaces our fingers, and leads me inside. I'm really going to miss the feeling of our hands together.
When we get to my room I shut the door before Myles can get inside. He bangs on the door, and I smirk knowing I've caught him completely off guard. "Princess are you not gonna let me in?"
"Nope," I pop the p, and giggle.
"Oh I see how it is," he tries to force the door open, but I'm leaning against it with all my strength, and when the doors slams back shut I lock it swiftly. He rams into the door. "Ok ow"
"Well you shouldn't be trying to force my door open. I want to actually make it to the beach." He busts out laughing when he catches what I mean.
"Why in the world are y'all makin all that noise for?" I hear Kalin ask. I hear Georgia, and Jake laughing, probably at the fact Myles hurt himself, again. I swear I think he's more accident prone than I am sometimes.
I change quickly into my white halter bikini top and my black bottoms, pulling on some high waisted shorts, and a black and white tie dyed kimono as a cover up. I slip on my platform flip flops, and walk out. Myles must have been standing against the door, because he falls into me as soon as I open it. We both fall on the ground and end up with him bracing himself over me.
He looks at me horror stricken, probably afraid he's hurt me, and I bust out laughing. When he realizes I'm fine he starts chuckling, and helps me to my feet. "Myles I swear we are going to end up killing each other, because we're both so clumsy."
He laughs a little harder at that, and hugs me tight. "Don't worry Princess I won't let that happen," he kisses me on the cheek and let's me go, walking into my room to change. When he comes out he's wearing red swim trunks, a white tee shirt, and his old skools.
"Seriously babe? Vans to the beach?" He shrugs.
"I gotta stay stylin baby," he winks at me and acts like he's shooting me with his finger guns. He's so cheesey, but it's absolutely adorable. I roll my eyes like I'm unamused, but I can't help smiling through all my sarcasm. Since Myles is ready we all head out.
About half way through the ride Jake speaks up. "Ok so y'all's flight is at like 10pm right? So we have to be at the airport by at least 8....what?" His words have made me feel like a lead ball has fallen into my stomach. I look at Myles, and he and Kalin are both giving Jake death stares. Georgia doesn't look too pleased with the conversation either. Both of us have our dream men, and even though we know they love us, it seems as if they are slipping through our fingers as we sit here.
"Dude not now...we're trying to have a good last day. We don't want our women crying all day. I just got Georgia to cheer up dude wait till later, or clarify when it's just us jeez dude!" Kalin seems a little ill. He must just be on edge from having to leave Georgia.
Kalin has taken a turn for the better since he and Georgia have been an item. He seems happier, like he has a purpose. Not that he didn't before, music was his purpose, but now it seems like he sees the bigger picture. What he puts down isn't just words anymore. It's a life. It has meaning, and feeling. He found what he needed without even looking for it, and somehow I think it makes it mean a lot more to him. I can tell he loves Georgia tremendously just by the way he talks to her. He's so sweet, and tender. Nothing like the Kalin I knew before, yeah he was nice, but he was brash, and didn't really take others feelings into consideration. No it's almost like a different person, but he still kept all the hilarious silly Kalinness.
When we finally get to the beach the boys unload the car, not letting Georgia and I carry anything, but our chairs. We set them out a good distance from the water. Georgia and I spray each other with sunscreen while the boys set everything out: a table, chairs, a net, for volleyball or paddle ball, and the coolers.
I immediately get in a cooler, and pull out the makings for vodka water: vodka, water, ice, and lime juice. Most people think it sounds gross, but it's delicious for me, and it's a way to drink, and stay hydrated.
Myles looks at me suspiciously as I make my drink. "What?" I say, sticking my tongue out at him. He just smirks and shakes his head. U continue I make my drink, when I feel him hug me from behind. I feel his breath on my neck, and it gives me chills from my head to my feet.
"I just know how you get when you drink Princess." He kisses my neck letting his lips linger, and he walks back to Kalin, who is having major issues with the volleyball net.
I laugh at the sight of Myles having to untangle Kalin, because I have no idea how he got so entangled. Georgia is laughing hysterically. I'm really going to miss this care free vibe these boys bring. We have no worries. I chug down my drink, make another, and ramble through Jake's bag finding his Newports and light myself one.
When Myles sees me he gets a disgusted look on his face. "Princess...I didn't know you smoked." I hear the disgust in his voice.
"I do when I'm stressed or depressed..." I take a long drag off the cigarette. His face falls and I guess he decides to leave it alone, because he doesn't bring it up again.
As the day progresses, and my blood alcohol level for that matter, I get in better spirits.
We all decide to play volleyball and Myles and I are at an unfair disadvantage, because we are both much shorter than our counterparts. After I get smacked in the head by about the fifth time, I decide to call it quits. Partially, because I think Georgia was doing it on purpose. No one spikes straight for someone's head five times on accident.
Myles brings me ice for my forehead wrapped in the end of his towel. I laugh, because it didn't really hurt, more or less I quit the game, because it was annoying. "I'm fine baby I promise," I lean over, and kiss him. I grab a few pieces of ice without him noticing, and rub them all over his back. He jumps up and looks at me sternly.
"I'll remember that..." I roll my eyes, because he always says he'll get me back when I prank him, but he never does. Don't get me wrong we are all pranksters, but I guess he doesn't want to test his luck in pranking me. I stand and kiss him on the lips hard, and I feel him smiling.
"Let's go get in the ocean baby!" And I start running for the water. I let myself fall into the water when I get to it, and Myles stands over me and just laughs. I'm making sand Angels in the water.
"Princess you're going to be covered in sand so it'll be hard to get it out of...everywhere." I laugh, and stick my tongue out at him. He pulls me to my feet, surprising me, so I just laugh more. "I'm glad you're in such a good mood now Princess." He chuckles, and his deep throaty laugh is so sexy. I get so distracted by how sexy he is I don't notice I've spaced out, and started biting my lip. Myles leans close to my ear, "Princess you need to stop unless you want everyone to see me get a little handsy." He slaps my ass hard. I raise my eyebrow at him.
"Uh huh." He chuckles at me, throwing me over his shoulder and throwing into a wave. When I gain my feet again, I huff at him exasperated. "Seriously!!! That wasn't cool." I cross my arms and pout.
"I told you I was going to get you back." He smiles at me mischievously, and we both burst into laughter.
At about 5 we decide to leave, so we can all get showered and eat before we get to the airport. The reminder I'm losing Myles today, puts me back into a bad mood. I'm trying very hard not to cry, but all that does is slow the tears to slow streams, instead of a sobbing mess. Myles looks in pain, because I'm crying so much. When we get back to my room he takes my head in his hands and makes me look him straight in the eyes. "Princess it's only distance. You aren't losing me we just won't physically be together. I'll always love you. Don't doubt that for a second ok?" There's a pleading in his eyes. I just nod in response, because it's all I can muster.
I help him pack, trying to keep myself together, and I actually succeed for the most part. After we get all of his stuff, that was scattered between Jake and I's rooms, we lay on my bed together just holding each other. Not talking, just enjoying the feeling of being in each others presence.
"I'm really going to miss this Myles." My voice is weak, but I don't let myself cry. "I don't know how I'm going to sleep now without you here to hold me." It's almost like a light bulb turned on in Myles head, because he shoots out of bed, and starts rummaging through his luggage. He pulls out his Fruit Snacks hoodie, and his black obey shirt, and sprays them down with his cologne. He comes back to the bed, and hands them to me. I take them and put the hoodie on. He shrugs.
"I thought it might be the next best thing." He sets his cologne on my counter. "I'm leaving this so if it loses the smell before you see me again...this is really going to suck." He sits on the bed, and puts his head in his hands mussing his poof. I hug him from behind and kiss the nape of his neck.
"I love you Myles." I hear him chuckle, and he turns to me kissing me passionately.
"I love you too Princess." There's a deep sadness in his eyes and I know he's keeping it together for my sake. The thought is all it takes for the levee to break. The tears start falling. Myles reached up and wipes them away, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. "Princess please stop crying....it's making it so much harder than it already is for me to leave." I see tears welling in his eyes, and he abruptly looks away. I lay back down, and I feel Myles pull me as close to him as he can.
I apparently fell asleep. Before I know it, Myles is shaking me awake, because it's time to leave for the airport. I sigh heavily, walking swiftly to the bathroom to put cold water on my face to help my puffy eyes. I come out and see Georgia wearing Kalin's Warriors jersey, and holding a huge teddy bear. Kalin must have given them to her for the same reason Myles gave me his shirt, and hoodie.
The car ride to the airport is eerily quiet. The music is low, and no one is even lip synching. Myles and I are in the back wrapped in each other. Georgia and Kalin are in the seat in front of us doing the same thing. The silence is intensifying everything I'm feeling, loss, sadness, like there's this empty hole in my chest that's festering with maggots. I know it will be easier with time, but my entire relationship with Myles I've been in his presence. Before he'd Skype me everyday, and try to call me when he couldn't Skype, so I don't know how much he's going to try now that we're actually together. It's still not the same.
After what seems like an eternity we finally get to the airport. Myles and I walk hand in hand. He grips my hand like its his only lifeline. We get to the baggage check, and Myles is having a hard time signing what he needs to, taking the tag for his baggage, and putting it on, because he will not let go of me. It's like he wants to be in contact with me for as long as possible.
We are walking up to security, which is the place where we have to separate. I feel the anxiety bubbling up in my stomach. Myles turns to me, and hugs me tight. I lose it. He rubs my back, "shhh Princess. I promise it's going to be ok." He take my face in his hands and kisses me with more passion than he ever had before. He presses his forehead to mine letting his lips linger. I see Jake grab Myles shoulder.
"Dude you gotta go or you're going to miss your plane," he nods at Jake, and looks back to me.
"I love you Princess...I'll call you as soon as we land. I love you,"
"I love you too Myles." He kisses me once more, and walks away. When I feel the cold air hit me where his warmth was I start sobbing. He looks back at me pained, because he knows he has to leave. And before I know it, I can't see him anymore. That makes me cry harder, and I collapse into a heap on the airport floor. Jake and Georgia sit on either side of me. We all kind of hug, and Georgia and I cry while Jake tries to comfort us the best he can. I really don't know what I'm going to do without Myles.

*Myles POV*
Isa is crying hysterically. It almost seems like she is having a panic attack, which is something I know she use to have all the time. "Shh Princess. I promise it's going to be ok." I want to make all of this hurt she's feeling go away, but the only way I can do that is if I stay. I know I can't. There are things back in the bay I have to do. I don't want to leave her, but I have to. I smash my lips into hers, and it's like our first kiss all over again. I want to keep kissing her, but I know I can't get too carried away. I let my lips linger on hers. I press my forehead to hers, and I feel someone grab my shoulder. When I turn I see Jake.
"Dude you gotta go or you're going to miss your plane," I nod impatiently, and turn back to Isa.
"I love you Princess....I'll call you as soon as we land. I love you." I feel like I sound desperate, but I want her to know how much I love her.
"I love you too Myles," her voice sounds so frail and broken. I kiss her once more, gentler this time, and I peel myself away from her. I feel the icy air hit me, and feel my sadness multiply by a thousand. I look back at her, and that was the wrong decision. She looks so broken. I love her, yet I am causing all this pain I see her going through. I walk quickly out of her sight, and as soon as I'm sure she can't see me I collapse against a wall. All the tears I've been fighting back all come out at once. I'm shaking I'm crying so hard. Kalin kneels in front of me and grabs my shoulder.
"Nothing has ever hurt me this much. I have never loved someone this much."
"I know Myles. You know we have to leave tho." I nod, because my words are caught in my throat. When I finally cry myself out we walk to the gate, and wait to board. I'm already looking at my phone to see when I can come back to Miami. I don't know how I'm going to handle life without her.