Chapter 3

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During the middle of the night Miles couldn't sleep just thinking  about the girl . He just wished she could be right next to him cuddling him. Miles walked over to his drums banging them in frustration.

After thinking for a while Miles decided tonight was going to be the night he kidnaps the girl. He thought about a plan before leaving  he quietly walked down the stairs and left out the front door. Miles had a black mask over his face  and held a rope.

He made his way over to  her house and  stopped right beneath her window. The rope Miles was using had a hook attached to the end so that if he threw it up  it could immediately  attach to something.

After throwing the  rope up to her window Miles climbed it slowly. Then  he  slowly  opened the window trying not make a sound.  As soon as he took a step in  her room he smelled the  sweet  smell of  vanilla sugar.

Before taking the girl Miles softly caressed her cheek. Then carried her sliding down the rope he looked  at the beautiful  girl he finally had in his arms. She was a heavy sleeper because even while Miles was holding her she was still sleeping.

Miles quietly walked in the house up the stairs with the girl still in his arms. He finally made it to his room he softly set her down on his bed. He covered her with his duvet blanket then went and snuggled up next to her.

Y/n POV

The next morning when I woke up to find I wasn't in my own room. I looked around the room there were posters of rock and roll bands on the wall and a drum set at the corner of the room.

From the looks of it I assumed I was in a boys room. I was about to get when I felt something around my waist I turned around to see a boy with black curly hair and pale skin. He had tiny freckles you could barley notice but he looked cute.

Then I realized it was that boy I saw staring at me the other day . I freaked out a little bit but for some reason I still felt safe in his arms. I looked at him and caressed his cheek softly to wake him up I needed an explanation on why I was here.

He finally woke up and felt me caressing his cheek. He slightly blushed then I said why am I here?

The boy only looked up at me and said because your mine.''

I got a little bit angry that this boy thought he could make me one of his toys to just play with then throw them away. I looked at him a little furious and said you can just make me yours.''

Then he smirked and said - well you are mine now baby girl.''

I walked up to him and smacked him in the face. He held his face and grabbed my arm dragging me down the stairs I started to scream trying to ask for help. Miles grip tightened more and he told me to shut up or he was going to kill me.

I kept on screaming until we got to this dark room which I assumed was the basement. He threw me on the ground and before leaving he turned to me and told me to call him Miles. I was confused on why he would tell me his name at this moment but I let it pass.

I saw him leave and lock the door from the outside I put my face in my knees and started crying. Why did all this have to happen to me. Even though Miles was cute he had a dark personality.

You give love a bad name //Miles Fairchild x ReaderOù les histoires vivent. Découvrez maintenant