Save the Date

We never know

His phone rang in the other room making Miles turn off the shower and run to pick it up. Soaking wet he struggled to wrap the towel around his waist, being careful to not slip on the floor. That was an ungodly hour to decide on leaving his phone in the other room. That documentary he watched on radiofrequency radiation being linked to cancer got under his skin, seeing that he didn't really separate himself from his phone for a second. Miles had been more cautious to at least not be in the same room of his phone when he wasn't able to use it, like in the shower.

Bad choice.

He answered the phone with a breathless hello, catching his breath right afterwards, ready to wait for someone on the other line to start talking. His phone getting slippery in his grip.

"'Ello..." Someone on the other line spoke and Miles froze.

There had been a whole year without that voice, without that someone. He didn't know if he was elated or nauseated. His heart skipped more than just one beat and he felt it accelerating madly. He hated the fact that after so much time, his reaction hadn't changed a bit.

He was so predictable.

"Alex..." He whispered in a husky morning voice and went silent. What did they have to talk about anyway? Their lives went completely separate ways. He thought that as much as they still had a lot in common on the inside, the outside said completely otherwise.

"Mi...I...eh...'ow do?" Alex said hesitantly.

So now he wanted to make small talk, great! Miles thought.

Miles controlled the impulse to throw his phone to the floor, thinking of the trouble of buying a new one and having to go without a phone for a while. He would be the only one in pain if he were to do that.

"I'm just alright, thank ye very much for asking." Miles answered sarcastically, now sat on his bed making a hell of a mess. He thought he would have to change the sheets and that would be thanks to the twat who chose this time to call, even though he had a whole year to reach out.

"I've 'eard that ya are gonna get married..." Alex said in what sounded like a sad tone, or Miles was already reading too much into it. He shook his head.

"I am indeed." Miles chuckled. "Finally the turtle is tying the knot." Oh, he called himself turtle. It was so spontaneous he didn't even realise. Maybe he was trying to pry a reaction out of Alex, calling himself one of the cute nicknames Alex used to call him. It just had been minutes on the phone and he was already trying his best to call Alex's attention to him. He felt pathetic. He was going to marry someone else after all.

"Miles..." Alex sighed heavily. "Please don't." Alex pleaded and Miles heart fluttered for a moment until he realised what Alex was actually asking of him.

"What?" Miles asked him indignant. There was no way Alex had a single good intention in his heart asking him to not get married. There was something there, he could tell. He could always tell.

"Miles...Please don't...If ya marry a bloke they'll think I'm gay too." He answered nonchalantly, making Miles blood instantly boil and burn the inside of his veins.

"Fuck ye Alex!" Miles instantly started crying thinking that for a moment he was actually happy that Alex was asking him to not get married, and now it was clear yet again that Alexander Turner could love no one, not even to the point of simply letting him be happy.

The sniffing was the only indication that Miles was crying what made Alex suddenly felt like a dick. Even so, he kept his nonsense.

"So...guess it's a no then?!" Alex affirmed but it sounded like a blunt question, his voice cracked at the end though and Miles was able to perceived it.