Your Guardian Angel {Slow Updates}

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Everybody has a secret.”

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Julie's POV

I took my phone and earphones after I took a bath, and I opened my bedroom's door. I plugged my earphones and put it in max volume while i walk through the hallway. I'm so focused at the song playing, that I didn't even noticed a door opening in front of me.

The impact was so hard that I fell on the ground. I was so glad that my head didn't fell on the ground together with my body.

I touched my forehead and whimpered. I saw a raven hair peeking out of the door, and Miles came out. “I'm so sorry, Jules.” he said while helping me stand up. “Um...are you okay?” he trailed off while looking at my forehead.

I went inside the bathroom across from Miles' room. When I looked at the mirror, I sighed in relief. It was just a small wound, no blood in it. I opened the topshelf and took a bandage. I put it in the wound and I went out of the bathroom.

“It's okay, Miles. It's just a small wound.” I said while pointing at my forehead. He furrowed his eyebrows while looking at the bandage. It was a bandage with teddy bears on it that me and Sam bought two years back. We bought it for fun but now it just looks so stupid, but I think that wasn't the reason for Miles' skeptical look.

“Why did you hit the door, anyway?” Miles asked, and I swear his eyes got wider for a second. I showed him my earphone and he furrowed his eyebrows again, “I was listening to a song in max volume.” I said while I awkwardly smile.

He was confused for a moment but then he smiled back.

“I should go.” I said while pointing my thumb downstairs. He nodded and I went down. I headed straight to the kitchen and I washed my hands. I took the frying pan from the bottom shelf, and put it on top of the stove.

Moments later, Miles entered the kitchen while I was taking the uncook bacon and pancake in the fridge. I took my phone out of my jean pocket, and I played a song. He sat in the isle and he looked at me, puzzled.

I turned on the stove, and Miles jumped in surprise. I giggled at his reaction, “What are you doing?!” he asked. “Making breakfast.” I said matter-of-factly.

I started cooking, and Miles sat there, quietly.

When I was done, Miles helped me set the food in the isle. I was almost gonna sat down, when I saw Sam walked downstairs. I looked at her and she looked down immediately.

I frustratedly took my phone on the countertop just so I cannot talk to her. I can feel that Miles stood up and he said “Um...Hey, Sam. We're about to eat breakfast, you should join us.”

I was glad Miles said something before our tension came up. I walked back to the isle and sat down. Still avoiding any eye contacts, I slowly scrolled at my music playlist. I could hear Sam's shoes shuffling, and she said “I'll pass.” I touched a song in my phone and she left.

I looked at Miles and he had a blank expression. Whatever he was thinking, he was good at hiding it. “That's weird, she never misses breakfast. Especially if I'm the one who is cooking.” I said making my best worried look. “Maybe she was just too busy.” he said while shrugging, and I nodded.

I looked down and ate in silence, before I heard the first verse of 'You and I' playing. I immediately jumped out of my chair and I changed the song. Miles looked at me wide-eyed “What was that?” he said.

“Just a song I hated.” I lied “That, I forgot to delete.” I added. “Um..okay.” he said while nodding slowly. And I awkwardly continued eating.

Miles started eating slowly. He was copying my actions though, like he was scared he'll do something wrong. “Julie?” he asked “Yeah?” I said reassuring him. He didn't said anything for a moment, but he then said “Nevermind.”

“What is it, Miles. Tell me.” I said, curiously. “Nothing. It's not that important.” he said while he looked down. He was about to eat his first batch of food, when he squinted. His fork fell on the floor, and he winced while he covered his head.

“Miles!” I exclaimed while I stood up. I was almost gonna touch his arm but he moved his head under the table.

“Stop,”

“Stop.”

“Stop!!!”

“Stop...”

I just stood there worriedly. I didn't know what to do.

5 minutes later, he took his arms out of his head slowly. “Are you alright?” I asked worriedly. He didn't looked at me, but he looked at a horizon.

“Why?” he mumbled.

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