R U Mine? ((Milex))

{Seven}

  It'd been a week since Alex and I decided to start on TLSP2, and throughout the days, we spent most of our time on each other's couches, writing down lyrics we thought if throughout the day. 2 musicians writing an album isn't as glamorous as it seems.

  On a particularly rainy day, Alex was hanging upside-down on his sofa. I was stretched out with my feet on his stomach. None of us had had much luck writing, and we were both a bit tired of staying in. "How 'bout we take a day off today? Let's just forget about writing for 24 hours, and go out and do something," I finally said. "Well, Miles, we could, but if you didn't notice, it's raining goddamn cats and dogs," Alex answered. "So? We can still go get something to eat, plus I need cigarettes," I said. "You're right. McDonalds?" Al asked. "Well, you're driving, it's your choice!" I laughed.

  We got McDonald's, and Alex and I may have accidentally almost gotten stuck in the play room. But we won't talk about that. We were on our way to the corner store, singing along to crappy pop songs on the radio. That was a hobby of ours. As Alex parked, I told him I'd go run in and get the cigarettes. "Can ya get me a pack too?" He asked, handing me some cash. "I got it, Love," I told him.

  Alex raised his eyebrows. "What?" I asked. Did I say something? "'Love?'" He laughed. "Dammit!" I flinched. "Sorry, Al, I, uh, didn't mean it like that, I - I'm just gonna...go get the stuff now...sorry," I rambled and rushed off.

  You idiot! I thought, argh, I called him "Love" aloud! Dammit, he probably doesn't even fancy me at all, I've gone and screwed everything up!

   I hoped that by the time I came back, he'd forgotten about it. I thought he did, until he said, "Thanks, Love," and winked. I tried to laugh, but it came out as some kind of choking sound. Maybe I should've just shut up.

  "Miles, I can tell what's buggin' ya, and it's fine. I actually thought it was pretty sweet," Alex broke the silence, referring to the little nickname I called him. I blushed and started fiddling with the ring I was wearing. I did that when I was nervous, or didn't know what to say.
 

((This is kind of just a filler chapter, sorry it's kinda sucky. Hope you're liking the story though!))