"Because I should be the only one who looks at you like that," he murmured, his voice dropping low as he steps closer.
Miles Carter is notorious around town for being a player. Miles and his best friend, Finn, have always been well-known for their w...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
--------------------
Dedication: Jayscitylights for commenting on the last chapter!
Recap:
We demolish the pizza quickly, before Alec tosses the box onto the floor.
Samara and I go and brush our teeth. I change into one of Finn's shirts and by the time I get back to my room, Samara is passed out on the floor and Alec is face-first, on my bed.
With a soft chuckle, I crawl into bed, snuggling up to Alec, feeling the exhaustion tug at my body.
I fall asleep instantly.
---------------------
As last night's memories began to crash into my mind, one by one, I quickly retreat to the bathroom, where I throw up. I shower straight after, rinsing my body and shampooing my hair. The vanilla scent of my shampoo wafts around the bathroom and I inhale deeply, loving the smell.
As I run my brush through my hair, I stare at myself in the mirror.
Do I like the person I was last night? Even though I've been casually seeing Bentley, doesn't mean I had the right to let Alec kiss me? But he did the same thing...
I let out a sigh, my brush getting caught in a knot. I wince as I yank it through.
I don't enjoy lying to Finn or sneaking around his back. I am a bad liar, especially when I try to lie to Finn. He always knows. I don't plan to date Alec. We just had fun and honestly, it wouldn't even matter, if he wasn't so close with my brother. I don't want another Miles-Isobel-Finn situation to arise.
Miles...
He had been there for me last night and I didn't even thank him. Maybe he really is trying to make amends and all I do is push him away.
Bentley turned out to be an even bigger asshole. I'm glad I trusted my instincts and didn't give myself up to him at the first chance I got. I would severely be regretting it now, if I did.
Still feeling tired from last night, I drag my feet with me, the smell of bacon making my stomach grumble. Now that I had my post-party-vomit, I can handle some food. I walk in to see Jai cooking. I raise an eyebrow.
"He can cook, he can play football, what's next?" I tease.
"You forgot I'm sexy as fuck," he points out, flipping the bacon over, before pointing the spatula towards the bench. "That's for you."
I laugh at his words, before going over to the note.
Gone out for lunch kiddies, will be back later.
Love,
Mum.
I pull up a chair to the kitchen island bench, plopping heavily onto it.
