TNS and LAF Oneshots

It's Real - Bryles

So I'm finally updating this book! I started this oneshot a while ago, but only tidied it up today, so here it is ;)

I'm not really sure where it goes tbh, but there's some parts of it I really like, so I decided to upload it anyway :D

It's set after the 2016 tour, but before the 2017 one. Myles decides to take Briar somewhere as just the two of them and if you're a hardcore Bryles shipper, you may get my multiple references to certain posts... If anyone wants a part two, comment and I'll do it :)

Enjoy!

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Myles is singing along to the radio as he drives rather clumsily along the road. He's never been the best driver, but he wanted to take me somewhere, so I let him take the wheel, literally. I mean, it's nice not to be stuck in a tour bus for hours on end, constantly transported around by a driver.

Don't get me wrong, I love going on tour - meeting the fans and dancing on stages across the world is something I could only dream of as a little girl - the only problem is, it's not the most comfortable of experiences, being crammed in a confined space with 10 other people for weeks.

I glance over at Myles and laugh as I notice he's begun to sing completely out of tune.

"Myles, you don't need to try and make me feel better by singing badly. I know I'm a hopeless singer. And I'm okay with it." I say, smiling. Truth is, I'd love to sing as beautifully as he does. However, I guess we're not all blessed with the natural ability to be a triple threat.

He grins.

"You're not completely hopeless, B..."

"I am. You won't hurt my feelings by admitting it." I state.

"Okay, well I guess you aren't great..."

I gasp in mock indignation.

"Oh my god Myles, I can't believe you'd say something like that to your own girlfriend!" I giggle, slapping his arm lightly. He rolls his eyes.

"Wow." he replies, eventually beginning to laugh too.

I honestly could listen to his laugh all day, it's so cute and goofy. He's so cute and goofy. The way he calls me Lil B, or B Bomb or Bum Bum (literally, he could call me anything and I'd still like it), just the sound of his voice... I could never get tired of being with him, he's just so amazing.

"B, you don't have to stare at me all the time, you know." he says cheekily, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Who said I was anyway?" I say, looking away from him. I can't give him the pleasure of knowing that he's always right, even if he is.

"You forget my eyes don't always stay on the road..." he says, glancing at me. "I can see what you're doing."

Now it's my turn to roll my eyes, but, despite this, I can't keep the smile off my face. I know I'm completely and utterly in love with him.

I've never fallen for someone like I've fallen for Myles. I mean, I've always had options, but I was always too scared. They don't seem like it, but male dancers are often quite mean. Or intimidating. Or just plain idiots. Hence the reason I never got involved with any of them. Or ever even allowed myself to have a crush on any of them at all. It just wasn't worth it.

But things changed when I got a role on The Next Step. Suddenly I was seeing another CDC dancer (Myles obviously) almost every single day, but for once, I noticed that he wasn't like the other guys. And, after a few seasons, we began to have a storyline together. By then, I realised I had fallen for him. Hard. And the Nochelle scenes were barely acting anymore. That's one thing Richelle and I don't have in common. I think Myles with chocolate cake smeared around his mouth is undeniably adorable, but, you know, that's just my opinion.

"Hey." Myles says suddenly, making me look up.

"Hmm?"

"We're here." he replies, grinning. I look around, trying to work out where we are. But I literally have no clue.

Myles gets out and rushes around to open my car door. What a gentleman.

I giggle at my own thoughts and Myles looks at me quizzically for a moment.

"What?"

"Oh, um, nothing." I mumble shyly, looking away from him. Wait, why am I feeling shy? I don't feel like that, ever. What's wrong with me?

"Come with me." he says, placing my hand in his soft yet manly one. Wait what? Myles, manly? No, he's just cute. Why do I feel so strange about him?

He runs across the grass, my hand tightly gripping his. I gasp as suddenly the sea comes into view. He slows down and leans close to me, making my heartbeat quicken, even though I know it's so cliché to say it. God, why am I being so damn cheesy?

"You like?" he whispers, his eyes connecting with mine.

"I, um... yeah." I stumble over my words, smiling up at him. The way he makes me feel, I've never felt anything like it. I've been with Myles for over 2 years, but this is something else I can't describe.

"You're, um, cute you know." I suddenly find myself saying. He laughs.

"Thanks, but why tell me now?" he asks. I blush furiously.

"I just wanted to tell you, okay?" I reply defensively. Myles cups my face in his hands, one of his thumbs stroking my cheek gently. I roll my eyes, trying to push away the thought of how much I love his hands on me.

"I love you Bri." he says, taking his hands off my face and resting them on my waist. "Even if you do push me away sometimes." he adds.

"I don't!" I say incredulously. "I just-"

"Shhh now." he says and suddenly he crashes his lips onto mine, instantly making me shut up completely. I can't help but reciprocate his actions, finding myself closing my eyes, unable to resist the spell he puts on me.

It's like everything around us blurs as we kiss. The buzz of voices in the air, the wafts of fish and chips down on the beach and the gentle breeze causing the hairs on my arms to stand up all mix into one, every sense discarding the irrelevance and focusing on the man in front of me. Maybe it isn't just the wind that's giving me goosebumps...

After what seems like a lifetime, I pull away from Myles and rest my head on his chest – yes, I've always known I was small. His hands remain on my waist, not moving any further down, which is one thing I'm glad of. Then it clicks. I know why I'm suddenly feeling so strange about him. It's because I know what I'm feeling is serious now and to tell the truth, it scares me. What if I'm feeling all this towards him, but in fact Myles is just acting? I know he can act, so it's not exactly completely unlikely. Being so tiny doesn't exactly help, people are more likely to take advantage of me. And I really hope that's not what Myles is doing. Though I guess he might not be using me if he respects the fact I don't want to take things further right now...

"M-Mylo..." I whisper.

"Yeah?"

"You're not just doing this for the fans, right?" I ask, looking searchingly up into his bluey-green eyes. "What we have is real, isn't it?"

"Of course it's real. You're the most amazing and sweetest girl I've ever met, B. Don't worry all the time." he replies, a smile forming on his lips, completely agreed with by his crinkly eyes. "Even if we didn't have fans anticipating and analysing our every post, I'd still be indescribably proud to post pictures with you everywhere. You're the girl who gives a guy something to treasure. I'm beyond grateful for you and... you're basically the reason I live, Briar." he says, and with that he takes my hand rather overexcitedly. "Let's go swim!" he says, letting go of my hand with the same speed he took it in his hands, running down the dunes towards the shore, completely pretending he hadn't said anything. I smile. I guess I'm not the only one who worries they've said too much - who feels uncomfortable when they feel they've been too intense.

"Hey, wait for me!" I laugh, running after him. He turns around and his face seems to light up when I reach him by the ocean. God, if it makes him as perfect as this, Myles can be intense with me any day of the week.