Fifty One Days

Chapter 24 'Loweri'

Chapter 24. I’m getting confused with my Chapters ha-ha. Hope you’re all enjoying. Don’t forget to vote on each chapter for me. It means so much. ❤📖 I will be doing a lot of Chapters from Milo's point of view as well. So it may seem like I'm repeating myself, which I am but its just from Milo's perspective to fill in the blanks.

Milo’s POV

“Mate, you literally have it made it here. I know you said she was hot and she massively is but she’s so nice. My wife wouldn’t even do all this for me. You sure you’re not in a relationship with her?” Ryan asks me as I throw myself down on the settee and make myself a bacon sandwich. I knew this was coming. I hadn’t told any of my friends from back home because my situation back home is more than complicated.

“Yeah we're just friends” I lie to my best friend.

“Dude you need to get on that before someone else does. She’s amazing” Paul says with a mouth full of pizza.

“Marriage material mate”

“Nah she’s just...she’s just Ali. She’s just someone I live with. I don’t see her in that way. She’s hot and all but no” Yes, yes a hundred times yes. I want to tell them I love her. Because of course I fucking do. I can try deny it as much as possible but deep down I know I do but i can’t have her. My life at home will catch up with me and when she finds out, I will lose her.

“I would wife her up dude”

“No I mean she's a great ride but definitely not wife material. I would never be in a relationship with her” I feel sick saying this to them. She’s not. She’s so much more. I want to tell them the trust. I want to tell Ali the truth, all of it but I can't. Not yet.

“I think your being a dick. She ticks all the boxes”

“Someone else boxes maybe but not mine. She’s just convenient while I’m here so I don’t have to go out into town and have the effort of pulling someone. Trust me when I leave again. I will never talking to her again and I’ve got Loweri back home. Why do I need to complicate things with another girl” I bark at them hoping this would be the end of the conversation. Relief washes over me as they start talking about football. I pick up my tea and lean my head back on the settee. I start to drift off when the living room door flings open and Ali storms through towards the kitchen.

“Kitchen. Now!” Oh fuck!

Ali's POV.

I throw the living room door open. I’m so emotional and tired. I have no idea what I’m actually going to say to him.

“Kitchen! Now!” He’s so shocked he spills his drink all over himself. Good! Well kind of good. I hope it was hot! No I don’t really.

He follows me into the kitchen and closes the door.

I want to scream at him and hit him and kiss him all at the same time. He has tea all down his shirt but I don’t think he cares the way I’m looking at him. I want to ask him why he doesn’t care about me. I want to ask him, who the fuck Loweri is. I want to ask him why he's such an arsehole. I want to tell him that I’m not just a ‘convenience’. I’m a nice person and mostly I want to tell him...

“I love you Milo" Fuck well I didn’t actually expect that to come out of my mouth. My voice is barely a whisper. His head snaps up and his eyes met mine. His are glossy as if he's about to cry .He stays silent. Completely  silent. Doesn’t say a thing. Fuck. I’ve read this really wrong haven’t I?

“Milo, did you hear me? I said I love you" He thinks for a minute, I can actually hear his brain ticking over. Then it’s as if something clicks.