Miles My kidnapper

My phone

—what if I fall? Oh darling, but what if you fly—
Y/n POV:

I sat in Miles room waiting for him to come back. He locked me inside his room from the outside. I started to wonder what the heck he was doing this last at night. I sat on his bed then walked over to his desk. I noticed the papers were all gone from earlier today. What was he planning on doing with to me after he gets his money back? Why did my father fake his death? Did he know I was being abused? My thoughts attacked me all at once.

Just then the door was unlocked and Miles walked back into his room. He looked me up and down then smiled at me lightly. He seamed to have a clear head and he was calm. Calmer than usual, it was kind of weird.

"Miles?" I asked him, causing Miles to look up from the floor.

"Yes?" Miles asked looking into my eyes. I broke the eye contact by looking out the window.

"When you took me, did you take my phone?" I was hoping for getting a simple yes or no.

"I searched you in the car." He said simply, but didn't answer the question.

"Miles do you have it? Just please tell me it's not at my house!" I exclaimed. He looked at me and gave me a questioning look.

"Damn girl, what you searching up on that phone?" He asked in a joking tone.

"Ew! Your an idiot!" I said loudly. Miles smirked at me. "Miles, seriously. I got two texts from an unknown number the day you kidnapped me, and I think it might be my...." I paused for a minute looking at Miles. He was staring into my soul. "Think it might of been my dad who texted me." I finished.

"I'll search the things I confiscated the day I brought you here." Miles said calmly. He then turned away from me.

I then wondered if Miles had ever been in love. He seamed to know how to fool Kate and Flora with us 'dating'. I wondered what my feeling were. I knew I needed to keep them in check, but damn Miles was always giving me butterflys. I mean sure he kidnapped me and is rude, but he has a soft spot.

"It's late. We should go to sleep." Miles told me as he pulled back the covers off his bed. He then took his shirt off and walked over to the closet. He tossed a pair of sweatpants at me. He then also threw a t-shirt. I quickly changed into the clothes before Miles walked out of the closet dressed. He was in soft fuzzy flannel patterned pajama pants, and a maroon hoody.

We both crawled into bed and Miles turned off the lamp. He then turned to face me. It was weird because he normally would have his back facing my back. Tonight though we were facing each other. He looked at me and he seamed to get lost in my eyes.

"Y/n...." His voice trailed off.

"Yes?" I asked. He stated at me for a minute before turning his back to my face.

"Never mind. Night." Miles said. I was so confused so I turned my back to face Miles back. Then I started to drift off.

Authors note: omg I'm so sorry I Honeslty forgot about this book! I've been planning all these future book lol! Well good night! -Ry💕