New Feeling - MILES FAIRCHILD

CHAPTER 17

Y/n's POV

I wake up early on Saturday morning to my mother's cheery morning wake up song she sung when I was younger.

I completely forgot. We're going to the amusement park today and then getting icecream.

I get out of bed and put on a simple short and shirt outfit. I help Flora pick out an appropriate outfit to where as she has never been to an amusement park. She insisted on wearing a dress but I convinced her it wouldn't be the best idea.

Miles, Flora, Mom, and I all eat breakfast and hit the road after applying sunscreen.

After a long torturous 3 hours of sitting in a car with an 7 year old girl and Flora complaining about the length of the ride and my mother's horrid country music playing we finally arrive.

We enter the park all together but my mom takes off with Flora after giving us a bunch of instructions. Do this do that but not this. Make sure to breath. Don't do drugs. Don't shit yourself. Etc etc.

Once they're turning around and going there own way Miles ask me "what do you wanna do first."

My face lights up as I point at a roller coaster. Miles gulps. "You sure?"

I roll my eyes "you strangers someone but won't go on a roller coaster?" I say.

He just looks up at it. His dark eyes fixed on the roller coaster. I giggle and grab his hand and drag him off. "C'mon" I say.

"You excited?" I ask him teasingly once we get in line.

He looks at me with pleading eyes "do we have to?" he ask. "I've never rode one before and I'm terrified. What if that rude stops while we're upsidedown and we fall to our deaths? What if we don't get buckled up right?" he ask. I suddenly feel slightly nervous but I squeeze his hand tighter. "We'll be fine" I assure him.

And then it hits me. I'm holding his hand. And that feeling comes back, the warmth on my cheeks, the butterflies all of it. And I'm sacred again. And he knows it. I can see it in his eyes that are focused on mine with and intensity that makes my limbs go week. And now I'm sacred again. Just like the night before. But instead of running away like I did the last time I hold his gaze. Challenge him.

"I'm excuse me? Are you going to move up we're interrupted. Then we realise that the line progressed several feet. I'm surprised we hadn't been cut. I move up taking my hand away from him. But my hand feels lonely without his touch and the feeling that came along with it. And I hate feeling lonely. But I also hate feeling scared. But what do I hate more?

...

The rest of the trip goes smoothly without anymore little moments between us. Part of me hated it part of me didn't. Most of me didn't. Cause as it turns out besides being a sexy sociopath Miles is actually pretty funny. And I admit not a total dick. He has some funny stories like his crush on Kate and how he flirted with her and even tried kissing her, his Quint stories, the time he and Flora thought the house was haunted. And to be honest I have to say that maybe Miles and I could actually be friends. We meet up with mom and Flora and we start heading out.

After another long but somewhat less annoying car ride we get to the icecream shop. "Y/n Miles can you order for us while I watch Flora my mom says as she points to a sleeping Flora. "Yeah sure" we agree.

We get out of the car and enter the store. We walk towards the menu. I look at all the options and decide on (y/f/f). "What can I get you to-" a strangely familiar voice says. I quickly glance over and see before me the figure in all my nightmares.

Micheal Wheeler.