Beyond The Grave

(8) Beyond The Grave

Thanks for all your comments, Roxanne. I did realise the things that you said, but I forgot to include them in conversation. Sorry!!!

Anyway, I have TONS of homework, so this will be quite short, I'm so sorry!!!

I'll stop blabbing now!

There's This Guy. He Lives In My Room. Oh, Yeah, And He's A Ghost.

Chapter 8

Crap.

"I...erm..." I stutter.

"Well?" Finn demands.

"That would be breaking my promise," I finally mutter.

I hear him sigh. "Miles right? That's just-"

"Don't even say its 'bull'." I tell him. "How else would I have known?"

"Phone directory?"

Damn. I hadn't thought of that. "Well, it wasn't."

"Whatever. Anyway, in answer to your question, you can come round whenever."

"Okay, so, um... bye?"

"Bye," Finn says, and I hang up.

"Short phone call," Miles observes.

"Your fault," I retort.

***

A while later, we're lounging around watching TV, when something occurs to me.

"Miles?" I say, twisting round to face him. "I've just thought of something."

"Shoot," He says, casually.

"How did you know my name? I never told you."

He blushes a deep, deep red. "Oh. That."

"Yes, that," I say, raising my eyebrows at him.

"Okay. Well, I was out, in town, you know, when I saw you. And you saw me. Kinda. I mean, I was walking down a street, it was quite empty, and then when we were near each other, you moved out my way. You must have seen me. You had no other reason to move. You could see me."

"Wow," I say. "But you still haven't answered my question."

"I started to...erm, follow you. I heard your mother called you Taylor. You're the only person who can see me, I wasn't about to let you go."

I nod. "That makes sense. And it leads me on to my other question. Why am I the only one who can see you?"

He shrugs. "Why is the grass green?"

I'm opening my mouth to answer, but he shoots me a look. "Don't answer that. What I meant was, I don't know."

"Okay." 

*** 

"Miles," I say a bit later, "Why are you so protective of Finn? I mean, why are you making me do this?"

"I already told you that mom and dad are always away," I nod. "So, back when I was alive, we only had each other." He pauses. "Now he has no one."

I slip an arm around him. "Oh, Miles, I'm sorry."

Miles looks down at me. "I really like you, Taylor."

I grin at him. "You're not so bad yourself."

He bends down, slightly, and his lips brush mine.

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Don't even say it's short, okay, because I already know!

But, I promise you, the next chapter is going to be INTERESTING.

Fact.

Anyway, if I finish my homework, then I'll write the next bit tonight. If not, I'll write tomorrow.

Another thing, if you do like my stories, please tell your friends, because I do love all my fans, but you can never have to many!!!

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