"HONEST." prowler miles x reader

"DRIVE."

SUMMERS OVER - DRAKE ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮
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₊˚⊹ You stayed laid down in bed after school, scrolling mindlessly on social media bored, you'd usually be texting Miles about your day but he's been acting diffrent with you. You've been on delivered longer, been getting left on seen, and been getting dry texted, so as of right now you were in a "idgaf" war with him. He's been left on read for about 10 hours now, and honestly you were starting to tweak out. You wanted to talk to that nappy headed boy so bad.

Out of hopes for him to text first, you went to your instagram dms and changed your ig note to "idk how much longer I can stand on business", and then went back to scrolling mindlessly through ig reels and tiktoks, clinging to the hope of him realizing that was targeted towards him and you wanted to talk.

Soon after maybe 20 minutes or so, you got a text from Miles, it was an screenshot of your note with a text from him reading 'js text me..i already know this about me' , your eyes widened, you weren't expecting him to be confrontational, but shit, you didn't mind. You smirked widely, biting your lip, giggling to yourself, but then realized you couldn't be acting all giddy and excited just from him texting you. You needed to lock in.

You went back to straight faced and started to text:

'you havent been acting the same bro like why am i getting left on seen and delivered and shit now I know you say you're going through something but?? and when you do text back its with no energy like did i do smt? youve also been missing hella school days like what's going on? you can talk to me idk why you won't.'

After about five minutes you went to re look at the text you sent only to see he started to text back. It was taking a while, but you didn't mind. You just assumed he was texting out what was going on with him and it was a lot. However, soon the texting bubbles just disappeared... Again, you didn't think that much of it; he could've just got busy with something, but soon, five minutes turned into ten, and ten ended up turning into an hour and thirty minutes.

You were left on read...again, at this point you were just pissed off and not just at him but at yourself as well, you hated how you much you missed just texting a guy you barely even knew. Miles could name many things about you; but honestly all you could name past miles is his last name, that his mother is a nurse, and he goes to the same class as you. You hated how he could change your feelings so easily, it was embarrassing and annoying to deal with..

You just decided that if he texts back again you would just ignore it, nothing else you could really do...unless...

— miles pov જ⁀➴

"Miles...we need to talk." Uncle Aaron said in a low tone.

"..About what?" Miles's attention was focused out the window, admiring the city lights, but his eyes averted now to his uncle, paying attention to his expression as he drove the truck.

"...You almost sold the mission tryna text that lil' girl..this wouldn't be the first time either, I thought I told you to not let her distract you from what we gotta do." Aaron said, his voice getting lower, and the car speeding up subtlety.

"...Uncle Aaron, I had the mission. We got in and did what we had to do, and then we left. I had it, I always have it." Miles said getting irritable, putting his attention back out the window.

Aaron scoffed, and then chuckled. "You had it? If I wasn't paying attention at the time, you wouldn't even be in this car with me Miles, and your mother would be begging for her son back." Aaron said in a more aggressive matter as the truck went even faster.