Hey guys. Sorry that I don't really do Miles POV, I just like to do Tristan POV more. So idk.. And sorry if any of the French words are wrong, I used google translate.
Tristan POV
"Hey." Miles said while opening the door and stepping aside
"Hi." I said while walking in and pecking him on the lips
"What do you wanna do?" He asked
"Do you wanna go outside and.. look at the stars or something?"
"Sure." Miles said while smiling
Then we got a blanket and went outside. He laid the blanket on the grass and we sat down next to each other. We both slowly fell on our backs while holding hands.
"Quand je regarde dans tes yeux, je vois des étoiles. (When I look into your eyes, I see stars.)" Miles said while looking at me
"What does that mean?" I asked while turning my face towards his
Miles smirked.
"Come on, Miles. You know I'm not good at French!" I said while laughing
Then he kissed me and we started making out. A few minutes later his hands traveled down to the hem of my shirt. He started unbuttoning it and then I stopped him.
"Oh.. I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to.." Miles said while looking into my eyes
"It's.. It's fine.. It just reminds me of.. him.."
"Yates?"
I nodded.
"That sick son of a bitch.."
"Miles, can we just not talk about it?" I asked
"Of course.." He said while hugging me

When I woke up, Miles' arms ware rapped around my waist and he was looking at me.
"What?" I asked groggily
"Just looking at your beautiful face."
I grinned and then looked up. I noticed we were still outside.
"Did we sleep out here all night?" I asked
"Yeah."
"What time is it?"
"I don't know, I left my phone inside last night."
"I should go, my moms probably worried." I said
"Okay."
Then we stood up and brought the blanket inside.
"Want me to walk you home?" Miles asked
"Sure." I replied while smiling

When we got to my street, I saw a moving truck in front of the house next to mine.
"Someone finally bought that house." I said more to myself than Miles
"So, I'll pick you up at like five?" Miles asked
"Yeah."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Then he pecked me on the cheek and I went inside. I walked into the kitchen and saw my mom sitting at the counter.
"Tristan, where were you?" She asked
"Mom, I'm sorry. I went to my friends house and we fell asleep.."
"Friend..?"
"Boyfriend.." I admitted
"What's his name?"
"Miles.."
"When do I get to meet him?" She asked excitedly
"I don't know.."
"Do you want breakfast?"
"Oh uhh.. No thanks, I ate at Miles'.."
Pathetic.
"Okay." She said
"Hey, have you seen that someone moved into the house next door?" I asked
"Oh, really?" She asked while looking at the house through the window
"Yeah, I saw the moving truck when I got here."
"I'm gonna go change." I said
Then I went upstairs and changed.
Miles POV
When I got to Tristan's house it was around 4:45 PM. I knocked on the front door and a middle-aged women opened it.
"Hi uh.. Is Tristan here?" I asked
"Yeah. Tristan!"
A minute later, Tristan came down and his mom went to the other room.
"Ready?" I asked
"Yeah."
"Mom, I'll be back in a couple of hours!" He yelled
"Okay, be back by 12!" She yelled back
Then we left and walked to my house. When we got to my house, we went up to my room. I opened my closet and got two suits. I handed one to Tris and then said "Do you wanna change in the bathroom and I can change in here?"
"Sure." He replied while walking into the bathroom and shutting the door

It was around 10 PM when everyone was gone and the event was over. Tris and I went back up to my room and changed back into our normal clothes.
"Wanna stay for a while?" I asked
"No thanks, I should probably get home.."
"Want me to walk you?"
"Yeah, thanks."

On Monday morning when I got to chemistry class, I didn't see Tristan. I thought he was running late so I waited for him. In the middle of class, he still wasn't here, so I texted him.
M- y arent u at school?
T- dont feel good. b there tomorrow

And for the next few days, it was the same. He wouldn't come to school and I would text him asking him where he was. Everyday he said he didn't feel good and would be there tomorrow. On Friday after school, I walked to his house. When I got there, I knocked on the door and Tristan answered.
"Miles? What are you doing here?" He asked while rubbing his eyes
"Making sure you're okay and I haven't seen you since Saturday."
"Oh.. Come in if you want.." He said while stepping aside
He walked into his living room and I followed after shutting the door. He sat on the couch and I sat next to him.
"Tris.." I started "What's wrong?"
"I don't feel good.."
"That's bullshit and you know it." I said
"It's nothing, Miles.."
"Tris, please.."
"Fine." He said as his eyes started watering "I have bulimia."
Then he threw himself onto me and buried his head into my shoulder. I hugged him for a while, I don't know how long but it felt like forever.
"How long have you known?" I asked
"Monday night.."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I.. I thought that if you knew.. You would break up with me.."
"Never, Tris. We'll get through this, together"