Ninety-Three.

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"Do you think it's weird that you're staying over at my house?" We were laying side by side and currently watching a scary movie, or what Miles thought was scary. Turning onto my side I was face to face with him and I couldn't help but smile, he was half asleep. "I mean, you're a girl and I'm a boy. Apparently that's like, off limits when you pass the age of 4 to have sleep overs. But we didn't exactly know each other when we were 4 so I just want to know, is this weird for you?" He was now looking me directly in the eyes, pale green on dark brown. Licking at his lips I knew the question made him nervous, that he thought this would determine how we would be friends and if things were going to be awkward between us now. "I mean, I can put a stop to it if you want." I smiled, it was kind of him to be so thoughtful of how I might see the situation, but honestly I was just having a great time with my best friend. Shaking my head I shuffled closer until I was curled up into his chest, safe and secure. This must be why Papa liked to cuddle into Daddy all the time.

Pursing my lips I looked up at him through the curls that whisked in front of my eyes. "What if I told you that I didn't find it weird at all? What if I said I found it comforting and nice that you're able to be so cool about me doing things like, well things like this." Basically I meant curling up into him at any given point in time, he was just warm and he made me feel safe. Was that a little bit to weird for two 8 year old kids to be doing? Maybe. But we weren't doing anything bad. We were just. .. cuddling? I was curled up into his chest and his arms were making their way around me and my eyes were deciding to close and refuse to open. "What if I told you that you make me feel safe? When you wrap your arms around me it's like nothing else matters and nothing in the world can hurt me." It wasn't hard to see that I was getting sleepy as well, yawning loudly and snuggling even more into his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, it was going insanely fast now. "I feel so lucky to not only be your friend, Miles, but to be your best friend. It's truly an honor."

But now he was moving away, had I offended him in some way or pushed him away? I opened my mouth and was ready to take it all back, ready to say that it was just because I was sleepy. But then he put his hand on my mouth and kissed the back of it. "I dunno, I've seen people do that in shows, I just kinda wanted to see what would happen in real life." I was blushing and I rolled around so I wasn't even facing him anymore. What had that been all about? Did he have a thing for me? For /me/? No. He had just said what his motive was, which wasn't really one to begin with, but at least it had more substance to it. But now he was blushing and looking away and standing up, had I really upset him? "I-I think it's time to go to bed." I pouted and pulled him back down, I was a lot stronger than people gave me credit for, and I think he was going to learn that in a second. "Fine, I'll stay. But /only/ until you fall asleep, you got it?" He poked at my shoulder but I was already half asleep. "Gosh you're cute, Win. Just. .. don't tell anyone."

Did Miles Smith just call me cute?

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SO UM I MAY HAVE HAD THIS ON MY DRIVE FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS AND THOUGHT THAT I UPLOADED IT PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FOR THE WAIT.

And who else do we know with the last name Smith?  

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