Here is the second chapter. I have a fair idea where the story is heading but if u have any suggestions, I'll consider them
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Miley's P.O.V
"Are you okay Miley? You seem…stressed."
I gritted my teeth and dropped Jake's letter to the floor. If I'd taken him back when he wanted to be with me, none of this would have ever happened. But of course, I had to be cautious and protective of my heart. Stupid me.
"Jake's moving to New York. Permanently."
Oliver's mouth dropped, slightly agape. He looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it.
I sighed. "Say it Oliver."
He looked nervous. "I value my life too much," he responded.
"I'll let you off this time with a warning," I mumbled, stretching out on the couch.
"You're better off without him."
"I know I am." I said with a small smile. "But it's better being miserable with him than being miserable without him."
Oliver looked like he wanted to club me. "You do know how idiotic that sounds?"
I grinned. "Yep."
He shook his head. Like Lilly, Oliver had never seemed too fond of Jake either because of the many times he broke my heart. But I guess he was just as frustrated with me for taking him back every time.
"So what are you going to do?" he asked, throwing his head back as popcorn flew through the air. He swallowed with a big gulp and repeated the process over and over.
"He says we should wait a couple of years to see if we still feel the same way about each other and then give it another go."
Oliver stopped short of catching the next kernel and allowed it drop onto his head.
"That's actually not a bad idea," he said, rustling his hair and retrieving the popcorn. "Coming from Jake, it's the smartest thing he's ever said."
I elbowed him in the ribs and he yelped before retreating.
"No fair," he said, pouting before slouching towards the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and picked up Jake's letter.
A month? That was way too long. I needed to see him, wrap him in my arms, and taste his soft lips….
I flipped open my phone and made a quick call before texting Jake. After all, a letter wouldn't reach him in NY.
See u when u get here
We have lots to talk about
Miley xx
"Who were you on the phone to?" asked Oliver as he re-entered the room.
"No one," I said with a wide smile. "Say Oliver, would you mind keeping my house company for a couple of days….."
Jake's P.O.V
My phone vibrated in my pocket and I took it out at once. My heart thumped a couple of times when I saw Miley's name.
"You look like you're having a heart attack," Lilly commented with a smirk. "Relax. Deep breathes."
She reached down and plucked my phone from my fingertips and raced off with it. I stayed where I was; there was absolutely no point chasing her.
"Ah," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. "No surprise it's Miley that's got your heart racing. But if you feel any stirrings below the belt, please leave the room."
"Lilly," I yelled as my face grew hot. I lunged over the back of the couch and half-tackled her. We collapsed in a heap on the floor, giggling, my body still pinning hers down.
Our laughter cut off as we locked eyes and took in the awkward position. There was a pause and I swore I saw her eyes trace down my chest, which was covered in my favourite white v-neck; almost like she was checking me out. But then, like nothing had ever happened, she shoved me away and I landed flat on my back.
"Personal space Ryan," she puffed before dropping my phone next to me and retreating to her bedroom.
I frowned as I watched her go. Maybe I'd imagined that whole thing but her reaction certainly suggested she was annoyed at something and I didn't think it was because of my attack.
My heart was still racing. I convinced myself that it was because of Miley and the small effort it had taken to leap over the couch but I still had the smallest doubt in the back of my mind.