me and Miles laughed and walked over to his room.
i knew he was only doing this because he doesn't like kate, but a part of me really wishes it wasn't.
although that would never happen.
we sat down on his bed and laid down.
"what?" he said noticing my staring.
"nothing." i said looking away.
"last night was really fun." he said sitting up.
"yeah..." i said.
"and i'm not just talking about the drugs or pissing off kate. i've wanted to do that for a while." he said smirking at me. he knew what he was doing but it sure as hell was working.
i felt my face getting hot as a turned my head to look at him.
"really?" i said.
"yeah. and i know you have too..." he said putting a piece of hair behind my ear.
i stayed silent due to the embarrassment. was it really that obvious?
"you know, your not very good at hiding it." he said laughing.
"sometimes when your asleep i can hear you in your room." he said.
"what?" i said.
what the fuck was he talking about?
"you must have some very realistic dreams." he laughed.
oh shit.
sometimes i have super vivid dreams about Miles and i... well... yeah...
my face got hot again as i realized what he was talking about.
"i don't know what your talking about." i said.
"mhmm... well let's just say that last night wasn't the first time i've heard you screaming my name." he said putting a hand on my thigh.
my eyes grew wide.
was i really that loud? is that really why kate thought we were fucking before this? shit...
"Miles..." i said.
"mhmm?" he said laying back down.
"i know... i know that your only doing this stuff because you wanna make kate mad, but-" he cut me off.
"who said i was only doing this to make kate mad?" he said.
"Miles i like you. like i really really like you. i always have." i blurted out. i couldn't hold it in anymore. i had to tell him.
"wow." he said.
"yeah sorry i'm not sure where that came from i just really needed to say it because-" i was cut off by him again.
"it's ok." he said sitting up.
"i like you too." he said.
"wait, really?" i said.
"yes. i have for a while." he said.
i smiled at him and went over to sit next to him.
he smiled back and put his arm around my waist pulling me onto his lap.
i smiled and put my hand on his cheeks.
fuck it.
i leaned in and kissed him, but not like we had before. this one was real. it was more passionate. like it meant something.
i felt his hands wrap around my waist as he kissed me back.
then when we ran out of air, i pulled away.
"does this mean we're dating?" i said.
he laughed a little before looking back at me.
"yeah." he said smiling.
there you guys go, a lil happy ending:). i hate this one😭. but i need some help. so i have been saying i'm working on a miles book and i wanted to know if you guys want a little sneak peak to see if you guys would read it along with a little bit about it. it is honestly kinda like drug sex but a LOT more sad. let me know if you guys want a little more about it😳.
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✰ Miles Fairchild and Boris Pavlikovsky imagines ✰
Fanficat this point the whole thing is smut imagines. i take requests.