WHY DO OLDER GUYS LIKE ME?!?! (editing)

awwww milo

helloooo!!! okay, so i read all your comments and got the general consensus, you decided milo!!! since im so awesome i decided to write the chap in his favor! so this one is for team milo!! the song is... TO MUCH BY ALL TIME LOW... this is such a sweet song i think it fits great! but if you think other wise tell me..

her go:)

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Chapter 9: FALLING AND LIKEING IT

casey's pov

 "Why do I get the feeling you were running from him?" Milo asks which breaks the silence as we walked through the almost vacant park. The only ones there were all younger than 18 and most likely had to sneak out, because it was 12:00. How time had slipped away so fast, I don't know but I couldn't say I protested it.

 "Maybe because I was." I say sticking my hands in my pockets, and looking at the ground.  I exhale and I can see my breath. I shiver and I feel Milo move around me.

 The next thing I know a jacket is draped around my shoulders before I can protest. I hadn't even known he was wearing a jacket, maybe he grabbed it out of the car.

 "Why, I mean I don't wana pry, but he's your boyfriend right? Why are you running?" he asks, moving back to my side.

 I let my shoulders rise and fall in a half hearted shrug. That was mostly the truth, I really didn't know why in that moment I felt I needed to run and get away from him, the club, everything. But the smothering feeling left as soon as I got in the car with Milo. Why was that when I knew basically next to nothing about him? But at this moment I felt I knew him for a long time. Much longer then a short encounter at the football field and now.

 "I don't really know. I used to love him, and feel as if I was only happy when I was with him, but lately he's just... I don't know. I guess I was just... you know I wish I could tell you, tell anyone, but I'm scared." My eyes start to water and I wish they would go away. I'm tired of crying. I had told some one that. Lilly, but I needed someone who was like Milo to hear someone who would tell me that I'm safe and he won't hurt me again. Someone to trust.

 "Scared of what? Casey tell me. Please I want to know." He insists.

 I wipe at the tears and then stick my hand back in my pocket. "I... he... uh... I didn't fall down the bleachers like I told everyone, well I kind of did but it wasn't really because I just tripped. He... Emit hit me, I lost my balance and then I fell. That's why I'm scared; I'm scared of him, of getting hurt."

 Milo doesn't say anything for a while; he stops and pulls me into his arms. I feel so safe in his arms and like... I've, I don't know. I don't seem to know much lately.

 I rest my head on his chest and sob. He puts his chin on my head and holds me close for a while. "You don't have to be scared with me Casey, never. I will never hurt you." He whispers, and in that moment I believed him. Wanted so badly to believe him.

After what feels like hours, he pulls away and puts his hands on either side of my face, and wipes away tears with his thumbs. He smiles. Wow, he was gorgeous and so amazing why was I lucky? He leans down a bit waits there like asking for permission.

 I tilt my head up a bit too, giving him a yes. He closes the gap and puts his lips to mine. This was no ordinary kiss, no, not at all. It was like in the movies where the fireworks go off, the world melts away and your knees go weak. Way different from kissing Emit, or any guy ever. In that moment I felt much older than 14 almost 15. It was amazing. When he pulls back my lips are red and so are my cheeks, he looked flushed to. He smiles again and it pained me to see it. Knowing that it was wrong. I shouldn't be doing this.

 I pull back and start to walk again. He quickly follows easily keeping up with me.

 "How come I don't know anything about you and you seem to know a lot about me?" I ask. He freezes next to me briefly before shaking it off.

 "Ask away."

 "Okay, do you go to my school? What grade?"

 "I do not. I go to Rodomont, 11th."

 Figured. I sigh and turn to face him, looking him up and down.

 "What's your favorite band? You obviously like music."

 "Ohh, hard question, um, Mcfly, or Avenged Sevenfold, or maybe, Greenday."

 I laugh and nod. They were all great bands so when it came to music he wasn't a loser like most people.

 "Umm, I can't think of a question right now but when I do you better be ready with an answer." I warn. He smiles chuckles and nods. "Good."

 I was somewhat surprised at how fast the mood had changed. It was cool, being able to go from something so serious to something so un-serious. With Emit it would have been awkward for a while and stayed that way. Milo grabbed my hand and swung it back in forth between us.

 "I know you don't want to go home... but you probably should." He whispered. Almost like he wished I didn't have to either.

 I sigh and we walk to the car in silence. The drive was silent too, but not in the awkward way. But pulling into the driveway I wished I would have asked him more questions. Or at least got his number. I go to open the door and then stop and turn to face him. He's already facing me.

 "Milo?" I ask. He raises his eye brow.

 "Ches?"

 "I um..." he cut me off with his soft lips. He doesn't pull away for a considerable amount of time.

 "Be careful Casey. Please. Promise me?" he asks, he had his forehead pressed to mine. I nod as much as I could before sighing and opening the door. I watch him pull away, and then make my way to the front door. While unlocking it, a thought came to me. Where's Chris's car?

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what does you think?????  i know milo is sooo amazing!! haha!! sooooo srry for the length not being so long. i wiill make the next one longer. do you like the cliff hanger? i do!

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kate