BEAUTY FROM ASHES

TWENTY SEVEN

~Little does she know, he thinks about her too.~
-Unknown

        MILEA'S POV

Today school went like a breeze. I'm currently sitting in the cafeteria with Aiden. We're waiting for the others.

He smiles at me, "How was Calculus?" I grin, "Good, as always. How was History?" He sighs, "Agh, don't get me started." I chuckle.

Ava and Bell smirked and made their way over to us. Bell sat down next to Aiden. "Wassup." Aiden chuckled, "Hey Bell." Ava smirked and stole his sandwhich. "Hey!" He tried protesting.

She smirked, "It looked lonely." He face palmed himself. I stole Ava's fork and gave it to him. He furrowed his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes as I tossed him my salad. He grinned, "Thank you. See somebody cares, unlike you."

Ava chuckled, "Oh yeah she definatly cares." I glance at her, "Ava." She giggled. Bell burst out laughing, "Aiden where's my boyfriend. He's not answering my calls." Aiden shrugged.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Liam and Levi talking and laughing. Strange. Levi then makes eye contact with me, I turn away.

Aiden caught me staring at him,"Milea, you okay?" I nodd. "Yup."

-Later-

Lunch was over and Aiden and I had class together. He causally put his arm around me as we walked.

Oh my gosh! Be cool Milea. I feel so protected. I'm to weird for my own good.

We then passed Levi and Liam, Aiden glanced at me. "Do you want to go out for lunch this afternoon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. He chuckled. "Ava stole mine. So might as well get more lunch." I giggle, "Sure."

Oh Aiden, I saw what you did there.

I also saw Levi clench his jaw.

        AIDEN'S POV

I saw the way he looked at her. I'm going to be straight up honest, I didn't like it. At all.

So yes, I asked her out again because I saw Levi was listening.

She unfortunately caught on to what I was doing. But that's okay.

-Later-

I watched as Milea quickly told Ava that she's heading out with me. I saw that smirk that the girls gave her. I couldn't help but chuckle.

She quickly walks towards me. "Ready to go?" She nodds. We walk out, I then open the door for her. I ignore the stares, as I'm already used to it.

Milea was fidigting with her fingers. Something's up. I put my hand on her hands. "You okay?" She glances at my hand on hers and then she looks up at me. "Why do people always stare at us as if we're aliens?"

I chuckled, "Because people have nothing better to do with their lives." She smiles.

That smile, it does something to me. I absolutely love it.

We decided to go to Luigis, it's like our spot. We settled on a large pepperoni pizza.

We were talking about our awkward moments. She was telling me about that one time she kept on pulling a push door at her dad's company. The more she's pulling the stupider she felt.

I started laughing, and then I she told me another story. Still recovering from the previous story I started laughing for this one, then I started crying of laughter.

She used her free hand and she pulled out her phone and snapped a photograph of me.

I managed to settle myself and I held my stomach. "Ah Milea, you're something else. Why'd you snap a picture? So you can dream of me?"

She chuckled, "Please, I clearly know you're talking from experience since you dream of me. And I took that photograph because I've never seen you that happy before. It's also payback for that horrible photo of me on your instagram."

I chuckled, "You look really good though. So I don't see why you're complaining." She blushed, "Thanks, I guess." I smiled.

         MILEA'S POV

This afternoon with Aiden was so much fun. I honestly enjoy being with him. He makes me laugh so hard that I cry. He is so caring that it makes my heart full.

He knows more about me than anyone has in a while...

I smile at myself, but this time getting caught doing it by my dad. He chuckles, "What are you thinking about?" I quickly blush and shrugg. "No one." He smiles, "I didn't specify any person. So Aiden has your mind busy."

I groan, "Dad." He chuckles, "Lucky for you, I like him. So I'll be cool with it." I furrow my eyebrows, "You hardly know him."

My dad smirked, "That's what you think." I chuckle, "Dad, what'd you do?" He shrugged, "It's my dad instinct. Also, it's for me to know and for you to find out." I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

Hold on, his dad must have another surname. Since there's a lot about him that a computer cannot find.