Made To Love

Remedy?

As I ran up the stairs I met David at the top of the stairs. Tissue box in hand wearing an apologetic smile . I grabbed the tissue box, ignored him and went straight to my room, locking the door and I sent the key flying out the windows. Yes I was such a cliché.

It was only when I turned around I realised that I stormed into the wrong room and the key was now outside the window, somewhere in the grass.

Could this day honestly get any worse than this.

I could hear David telling me not to worry from outside the door, I told him what happened and he went out to find the key.
20 minutes later he said that he found the key but it was now useless as dad had driven over it on his way out and now it was flat and useless. We had to wait for mom to relax in order to get the spare key.

I spent the rest of my already depressing day in my brothers room. He went to find a locksmith and I was stuck in here. It gave me time to think actually. About everything my family was currently going through, the sudden change, how I was going to handle it and how eager I was to get out of this house.

I I heard a thud against the window and ignored it, when I heard it again and this time it came with my brothers name. So i went to the window. And I was blown away by what I saw.

He was 6ft 4inches, tan with aqua eyes, built and filled that polo shirt amazingly. His dirty blonde hair brushing his shoulder blade, in sexy waves. Oh shit he was saying something. I opened the window and he immediately stopped throwing the stones he was currently attacking the window with.

"Hey! Is Dave in there?" I couldn't believe this. This walking sex drive knew my brother?!
"Helloooo!!!! Is your brother in? Tell him I'm coming up!" And with that he was heading towards me.

Shit!!!

He was heading towards me, like coming up the window. Oh my God!!!

I ran to the bed and tapped my feet against the floor anxiously and then I heard him swear and saw him scale through the window.

Oh wow. He was beautiful.

"Hey, you must be Siarra I'm Miles, Dave and I are kind of friends and thing is he owes me a shit load of money and I'm kind of in need of some so... I need you to go get him for me" he said all this with a smirk on his face, his speech slowing down as his eyes swept over me.

I had never felt so self conscious in my life.

"D...D...Dave's not in at the moment" I stammered in reply. Siarra, really? You stammer now?
"Oh, I see, well we might as well use this time wisely, not like I mind or anything but why are you in your brother's room?"

"It's a long story" I croaked out. What was wrong with me?

"Well I would love to hear it someday, right now, as much as I hate it, I need to leave, Dave and I need to be somewhere, and I'm already late, it was so nice to meet you,Siarra. Till we meet again, have a lovely evening"

And with that he was out the window. And in my thoughts for the rest of the night. He completely took my mind of my parents and when i did remember them, thoughts of Miles would cloud my mind remedying of the painful memories.