The Three Bros

[3] Myles

Blaire's POV

"Wow." I mutter, eyeing the house in front of me.

One word: huge

I was at his house. I followed the exact address my project partner placed on the paper, and now I'm standing here.

In front of this huge mansion of a house. I'm even surprised that there weren't bodyguards here.

I then walk up to the front door and ring the doorbell. I wait for a few minutes, until the front door opens.

"Ian?" My eyes nearly pop out of my head, seeing him in front of me.

"You just couldn't stay away, could you? I knew you'd ditch that project of yours." He smirks, "though I want to know how you found your way here, cupcake."

I swallow my saliva, "this is the address my partner gave me."

Now its Ian's eyes that widened, "your partner's here?" He thinks for a minute, "holy shit! That means he's your partner."

I raise a brow at him, not really understanding what he was talking about, "huh?"

His worried expression vanishes, and turns into his infamous smirk, "why don't I show you myself, angel?"

I nod, feeling his hand on my lower back, as he guides me into his huge house.

"Baby bro!" Ian hollers, making me flinch at his loudness.

"Don't call me that!" I hear someone shout back, until I see my partner appear at the top of the stairs, glaring at Ian as he walks down. "I told you a million times, Ian, just because I'm the youngest, doesn't mean I'm your baby bro, besides this little guy just happens to be smarter that you."

"Sass." Ian mutters.

"You're here." He then notices me.

I open my mouth to speak, but Ian beats me to it, "Myles, you never said angel was your partner."

Myles? Oh, this must be the last Coleman. The so called 'sweet geek' Molly mentioned.

"That's because I didn't want you disturbing us." Myles mutters, as Ian glares at him. Myles then focuses his attention to me, "But anyway, do you mind if we work in my room?"

"Anywhere is fine." I assure him.

Ian leans closer to my ear, whispering, "I know somewhere else we could work."

My eyes widen, Myles then groaning, "hey, let's just get start, yeah?" He offers, giving me a reassuring smile.

"Sure." I say, taking a step towards Myles.

"Miss me," Ian butts in, "cause I'll be missing you."

Myles and I then walk up the long staircase, entering a room. It was surprisingly clean for a teenage boy.

Myles plops himself on his bed, and I stand in front of him, not knowing if I should sit on his bed. I then decide on sitting on the floor.

"Angel, no, don't sit there. Sit here with me." Myles pats the spot on his bed.

I stand, then positioning myself on the bed, "Myles?"

"Yeah?"

"My name's Blaire, Ian just likes calling me 'angel'." I admit.

A blush creeps into his face, realizing his mistake, "Oh..."

"Aww!" I gush, lightly pinching his cheek, "you're blushing!"

"Am not!" He denies.

***

"Um, Myles?"

"Yeah?" He looks up from our work, locking eyes with mine.

"Could I, maybe, get a drink? I'm kinda thirsty." I admit.

"Sure." He was about to stand.

"No!" I grab his arm, stopping him, "I could get it myself. You don't need to get it for me."

He didn't seem a bit reluctant, so I instantly knew that he actually wanted to finish the project. He was just nice enough to offer, "Okay."

I smile at him, heading out the door, and down the stairs. I instantly frown, not seeing Ian. I was honestly planning on asking him where I could get a drink.

I wonder around for a bit, until I see him. My eyes widen, a scream escaping my mouth.

"Shut up!" Ryder rushes over to me, covering my mouth, "Why are you screaming, baby?" He then frees my mouth.

"You're shirtless... and wet." I swallow.

My eyes dangerously rake his body. He was only in beach shorts, and he was wet, making me wonder if they had a mansion-sized pool here as well.

"Do you know where I could get a drink?" I focus my eyes on his face.

He points down the hall, "down the hall, first door."

I nod, "thank you."

***

"You're back." Myles grins, "I'm done. With the project, I mean."

"So... should I head back home?" I wonder aloud.

"No, um," a blush then covers his cheeks once more. "You could stay for a few more minutes, if you want. I have a few DVDs if you want to watch?"

I grin, "I'd love too."

He plays a random comedy. And just as the movie started, he joins me on his bed, us resting our backs on a couple of pillows. The TV was in front of it, so we had to stay here.

My arm brushes his, and he blushes, scooting away from me, not really knowing what to do. Can someone be this cute?

I smile, scooting over to him, laying my head on his shoulder. He bites his lip, wrapping his arm around me.

Nothing could be cuter than this guy, I swear.

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Am I the only one getting Myles feels now??

LOL. Oh, and tbh guys, idk if this was too short. It kinda seems short, but I'm not entirely sure.

Anyway, thoughts on Myles?

Pls vote and comment. Bye.