"Isobel!"
His voice is loud, which means he must only be steps behind me. I push my legs to go faster, even though I know I can never outrun him.
"Wait!" he insists, his fingers curling around my wrist. He reefs me back and I stumble back from the force. He steadies me quickly and I glare down at the ground, my chest heaving.
"What?" I spit through my teeth, desperately trying to keep my eyes from pooling.
"You can't believe that I would do that," he says with disbelief, his hand tightening. "I just confessed my love for you. Why would I throw that all away, for some girl I don't even know?"
"I don't know Miles, because you like to torture me?" I exclaim, whirling around to face him. "You're angry at me for pushing you out? You want me to experience the kind of hurt we put you through?" I am yelling at this point, I am crying and I am humiliated beyond words.
His shoulders sag. "I don't blame you for cutting
"Don't go.""I have to.""No," he protests with a pout, reaching for my hands. "Stay.""I can't," I laugh with a smile. "Mum will be worried."He makes an adorable sad face and I bite my lip. "Please?""I would love to. You know that," I tell him with a sigh.He gives me a tight hug. I smile into his chest as his warm arms wrap around me. "I'll drive you home.""That's okay. The motorbike will bring up too many questions," I tell him with a sigh."I want to come to see your mum, anyway. I want to talk to her.""Is that a good idea?" I ask him, chewing at my lip."Yep. How about I borrow a car and I'll go get her a card and flowers?" he suggests."You don't need to do that.""I want to.""Who's car are you going to borrow?" I question as he shrugs a jacket over his shoulders."Well, I doubt Emily will say yes after I threw her drink at her," he rolls his eyes. "I'll ask Dam
"So," I begin, clearing my throat awkwardly. "We need to talk."I stare down at my mum and brother, who are sitting side by side, across the table from me. I lean onto my hands and keep my expression cool as I stare at them.Finn has a sour look on his face as he stares down at the table. Mum is staring pointedly at the glass of water in front of her, picking at her nails, a habit I also inherited."Finn, you're suspended and there's a chance you've lost your Captain position, which will not do you any favours for the scholarship you were hoping to get." I begin after a small intake of breath. "And mum, I understand that you're stressed and things are hard, but you cannot do this to us. Locking yourself in your room so you can drink your day away? How is that fair? We deserve better."Mum looks stunned at my words, her face paling slightly. She noticeably swallows, tucking a piece of her curly hair behind her ear."And before you thin
My eyes stay trained on the slow-ticking clock situated behind my teacher's head. I have zero focus on what he is discussing. When the next bell rings, Samara and I are leaving school early, to go to the airport. Our best friend is finally coming home and I cannot be more excited about it."Are you even listening?" Miles teases me, leaning over to tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear.I shake my head with a sheepish smile, my stomach performing a flip-flop motion as his fingers scrape against my skin. "Nope.""I can tell," he smirks. "Excited to go see Kiarra?""So excited," I agree with a grin."I haven't seen that girl for ages. Has she changed much?""No," I laugh quietly. "She is the exact same.""Between me and you," Miles says, lowering his voice even more. "She is way cooler than Samara."I roll my eyes. I know he's only saying that, because if Kiarra had been here, she would have been on Miles' side. She
The sound of Samara's heels clipping against the floorboards of my house, makes me look up as she enters the lounge room.Her long, vibrant red hair is loosely curled, falling down her shoulders. She is dressed in a deep maroon dress that hugs her curves and enunciates her petite waist. She has paired the jaw-dropping dress with a pair of knee-high suede boots. I glance down at my black leather skirt and tucked-in navy shirt. Definitely not as daring, but I need to stop comparing my confidence with hers."Your hair looks pretty," she compliments as she uses her phone camera as a mirror to put her red lipstick on."Thanks," I reply, before sliding my phone into the tight back pocket of my skirt.The sound of a loud exhaust makes me get to my feet. Finn's friend Benji, also one of Samara's hookups, is taking his dad's land cruiser out to the party to sleep in. It is an eight-seater, leaving seats free for me, Samara, and Kiarra to get a ride."Ready
The sinking feeling of my heart plummeting into my stomach is something I never want to feel again.It's the same feeling when he stood me up, almost two years ago, and I found he was with another girl.It's a terrible, heart-aching experience that I don't wish upon anyone.I feel numb as I stumble through the house. A few people glance in my direction as my eyes scan the room. I instantly see Jai and Finn to my right. Jai is gripping his shoulders and speaking with him. I know it's about me."Hey!" I hear my best friend's voice call out to me. "Where did you run off to?"I swivel my eyes and see Kiarra bounding towards me, a slight smile on her face and her cheeks sporting a soft pink tone. Her face falls instantly when she sees mine."Is? What's wrong?" she asks urgently.I'm not sure whether it's her familiar kindness, her worried expression or the fact that her touch is one of the most comforting things in the world - whatever it
It is somewhat silent as I lead Miles down the dim hallway of my house.I poke my head inside my room, to see that my bed is empty. I smile to myself, before glancing up at Miles."What?" he whispers.I creep towards the spare room and push the door open. Kiarra is laying in there, sound asleep already. I lightly close the door."She always stays in my room, but she must have guessed you'd stay," I smile to him."See? That's why I always liked her more," Miles grins."She is pretty awesome," I nod in agreement.I head into the bathroom. Miles follows me in and locks the door behind me. I raise an eyebrow at the gesture."Oh, are you taking a shower, too?" I tease, even though I was going to offer him the first shower."Yep," he confidently replies, before peeling the navy t-shirt he is wearing, from his body.My lips part as I openly rake my eyes over him. He runs his hand through his hair and smirks
Waking up in the arms of Miles has quickly become my favourite thing to do.I roll my head back to see his peaceful expression. A soft sound emits from his mouth as he breathes deeply. I smile and trace my fingers down in a defined jawline."Mm," he mumbles softly."Good morning," I say to him."Morning," he replies sleepily.He suddenly stretches and yawns at the same time and I openly ogle him as he does.I smile as I watch him rub his sleepy eyes and peer around the room, looking adorably drowsy.Eventually, after spending a long time wrapped in his arms, I shower and dress into a pair of denim shorts and a loose-fitting tee. When I re-enter my room, Miles is still on the bed, however, now dressed in the outfit he wore last nightMy steps falter for a moment. Seeing him, casually laying on my bed, is so like how it used to be. I can't stop the smile from spreading across my face."What has
The soft feel of Miles' fingers rubbing circles in my shoulders makes me sigh in content."Mmm," I encourage with a smile. "Keep going.""You're tense," he tells me with a frown."It's been a stressful week," I sigh.It's Friday and I could not be happier that this week from hell is almost over. I don't know what was worse, having three assessments all due today, or having Samara continually make snide remarks to me, making me feel worthless. I'm so lucky to have Kiarra and Miles by my side, otherwise, I probably would have had an anxiety attack or an emotional breakdown by now.I had only just accepted the fact that I'd lost my best friend. I didn't expect to gain a bully. I should have expected things to be bad, but I didn't think it would be this bad. It seems like years of friendship mean nothing to her."You definitely don't want to go to the party?" he asks me.I lean back into his touch. He removes his ha