Abby
Myles started kissing my cheek repeatedly as I laid in his arms. I giggled and turned my head so my lips met his. He kissed back, slowly but passionately. Being able to feel all of this with just one kiss is amazing. I felt his tongue slide across my bottom lip and I parted my lips slightly, letting him slip his tongue in my mouth. I could've teased him a bit, but I couldn't help it. He hovered over me, holding himself up with his elbows as he kissed down my jawbone and neck. How could anything feel this amazing? He smirked as he noticed my pleasure, making his way back to my lips. He kissed me once again, softly.
"You are amazing." He mumbled, pulling away slightly, but I pulled his shirt back down, crashing our lips together.
I pulled away after a few seconds and giggled. "I wasn't done kissing you yet."
He laughed and kissed my cheek before laying back down beside me. "You're too cute." I was half asleep when my phone started ringing. I halfway opened my eyes, but decided not to even answer it. "Babe, your phones ringing."
"Mhm." I mumbled, too tired to care.
I heard him chuckle. He turned the tv off and pulled the covers over us, laying down with me in his arms. "Goodnight baby girl." He whispered, kissing my head.
"Goodnight Myles." I smiled softly, with my eyes still closed.
I awoke to the smell of pancakes and bacon, my favorite. I got up and stretched before going in the bathroom to freshen up. I then found my way downstairs and into the kitchen where Myles was making pancakes. I wrapped my arms around him, leaning my head on his back.
"Good morning." I said happily.
"Good morning beautiful." He replied, flipping a pancake. I felt heat rise to my cheeks. He never fails to flatter me.
"I didn't know you could cook."
"I'm full of surprises." He shrugged. He finished cooking and we finally started eating. I was starving. "Your phone was ringing like all morning, but Jack gave up and eventually called me." Myles said with a chuckle.
"Well that's embarrassing." I giggled.
"I think it's cute. He just wanted to check on you, and he was freaking out about Andrea because she was a drunk mess." He shrugged.
"Oh god." I mumbled, putting my face in my hands. He just laughed. "I have the craziest friends."
"They're fun though. Wanna go to the beach?" He asked.
"Sounds great and we can surf." I suggested.
"You can surf." He laughed.
"You have to try again." I insisted.
"Only if we make out in the water again." He smirked making me roll my eyes.
"Only if you catch me!" I yelled, jumping up and bolting out of the kitchen. I heard him running behind me. I turned the corner and hit the side of the wall, causing me to face plant. Ow. Myles stopped running and I rolled over. He bursted out laughing and eventually laid down beside me trying to catch his breath. "It's not funny." I giggled and slapped his chest.
"It's pretty dang funny." He continued to laugh.
"Okay you're right." I laughed also.
He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me to him. Why are we cuddling on the floor? I swear we are weird. Once we got up, we got ready and decided to stop back by my house so I could change. I texted Jack back as we left. We grabbed some in and out on the way. Once I got home, I went upstairs and changed into a red bikini then tied my hair up in a messy ponytail and put a hat on. This is going to be a great day. The doorbell rang as I reached the last step and I saw the Jacks and Myles in a conversation so I decided to answer it. I opened the door and my jaw dropped to the floor.
"Hey who is it?" Jack asked, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything. The sight in front of me was unbelievable and I was sure it was unreal.
"Abby." He said quietly.
"Y- you're not h-here...you're dead." I muttered, blinking rapidly. He shook his head and took a step towards me but I took one back. "Cameron." I mumbled. He held his hand out to me and I looked at it and back at him before reaching out and touching his arm. "Y- you're here?" I could barley seem to speak.
"Hey who was at the..." Gilinsky asked but stopped his sentence as he saw us. He seemed as shocked as I was.
"I...I thought you were dead." I said quietly.
"I'm not dead. I never died." He replied.
"I thought you were dead for so long!" I yelled. "How? Why?"
"Sh, calm down." He said trying to reach for my hands but I snatched them from him.
"No! You made me believe you were dead for months! Do you know how much that hurt me?" I yelled. "How could you?" I asked in almost a whisper as tears blurred my vision.
"I didn't want to hurt you. I had no choice Abby." He said, and I could see the guilt in his familiar brown eyes. "Just let me explain." He pleaded.
I shook my head before running past everyone and up the stairs. I went into my room and collapsed, pulling my knees to my chest. This isn't real. He's not real. He's dead. I felt like crying but the tears refused to spill. None of this is real. It's a dream, a sick, twisted dream.
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