Reality

14

The next day, Miles and I had gone for a walk, a very long, silent walk. I'd often try to sneak a glance at him, and I'd frantically look away with a blush when I'd find him already looking at me.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon and neither of us had uttered a word to one another, I'm not sure for his reasoning, but as for me, I was scared. Scared he'd tell me forget the night before; scared of rejection. Miles was beautiful, with a voice from the heavens and eyes like an ocean. I often find myself drowning in that ocean, I can barely save myself from the blue depths. The waves of them crash over me quicker than the feelings I have for Miles ever did.

We were passing a street now, small alleyways in between every second or third house. The houses were old, with paint chipping around their windowsills and porches made of old wood attached to each home. I wish I had brought my camera to capture the moment.

Although my thoughts were on the rickety houses lining the long street, the eerie silence between Miles and myself was still nagging in the back of my mind. It seems Miled felt the same because I couldn't help but let out a yelp as he tugged my wrist harshly into an alleyway and against an old fence lining said alleyway. "What is your problem!" He yelled at me.

"My problem?!" I shoved at his chest. "You're the one with a problem!" I insisted. I had no idea where his outburst had come from, but it was pissing me off.

"For fuck sakes, I give you a blowjob and you ignore me like an asshole! What the fuck?!" He shouted, shoving at my chest just as I had shoved at his. "Like, you couldn't even kiss me in the morning! Or smile at me with that gorgeous grin of yours!" He continued to shove at my chest.

"I was scared!" I screamed over him, shoving him so that he stumbled backwards and out of my face. "I was terrified that you would reject me! You didn't even reassure me with your own beautiful smile! You didn't say good morning to me either, so don't you dare put this whole thing on me!" With that he came towards me again, roughly shoving me against the rickety fence that separated us from someone's yard

I struggled against him as he pinned my arms to the fence. "Why would you think I would reject you?" He asked in between harsh angry breaths, "When it's so obvious that I like you you idiot." He said. And we stared at one another with glares on our faces before he pressed his lips to mine in a heated and angry kiss.

He released my arms to run his hands under my shirt and up my chest, biting down harshly on my lip, causing me to erupt with a moan. My hands roamed his body fiercely. And as his hand slipped out from under my shirt we pulled apart, this time however with grins on our faces.

"Maybe we should head home?" he suggested, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Lead the way, Miles."