—I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that now I can't believe you—
Y/n POV:
I woke up in Miles's bed. He had his hand on my thigh and the other arm wrapped around me. I felt comfy and safe, I didn't want to ever move. I don't know why I felt so safe though, maybe it was because I was just as crazy as he was.
"Y/n?" Miles asked with a raspy morning voice.
"Yes." I replied back.
"I have a gift for you." Miles sat up and walked over to his blazer that was laying on his chair. He put his hand in the pocket and pulled out a cracked rose gold iPhone with a clear case. Miles handed it to me.
"My phone. Thank you." I replied as I turned it on.
"I made a few modifications to it. I added my number and-" Miles began.
"And deleted all my contacts." I rolled my eyes. I didn't have anyone's number memorized.
"Yeah. I can't risk you calling anyone. Also I disconnected your phone number, so you can't text or call. You can only receive messages." Miles said happily. (A/n: idk if this is a real thing)
"So why did you give it back to me then?" I questioned.
"To prove my loyalty." Miles smiled. I rolled my eyes.
"Let's go get some breakfast." I said as I got out of bed. I was annoyed at what Miles did to my phone. I don't understand his thinking, maybe it was because he knew I'd call the police as soon as I got it back.
"Ok." Miles replied. He grabbed my hand and we walked down the flights of stairs. Once at the bottom of the stairs we walked into the kitchen. Josephine was no where to be found. "I swear I'm gonna fire her." Miles rolled his eyes.
"Miles, chill. She's allowed to have a break." I said with an annoyed tone.
"Whatever." Miles clearly was used to having everything handed to him.
"We will make pancakes." I told Miles. He smiled lightly to me and I grabbed out a mixing bowl. We began making the batter from scratch and Miles kept throwing flour all over the place. We laughed and had fun.
"Let's put blueberries in them!" Miles said as he put a handful of blueberries in batter. I smiled as I mixed the berries into the batter.
Once we finished making the pancakes we sat down and ate our breakfast. The pancakes weren't fully cooked. When we bit into them the batter oozed out of the soft cold pancakes.
"I think we should never be allowed to cook again." Miles joked as he spat out his really undercooked pancake.
"Agreed." I laughed. We threw out all the pancakes we made and decide to go on a walk and just wait to eat until lunch.
A/n: sorry, this is just a filler chapter. Also I love pancakes doughy lol
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