Short chapter this time! I have a good plan for the next couple episodes. Reviews/suggestions for where this story should go are much appreciated!
Lola stared up at Miles with stars in her eyes. They'd gone upstairs, and Lola had to admit, sex with Miles when he was actually hers was much better than the past hookups they'd had.
"I'm so glad I came back here this summer." Miles said. "I mean, there's so much crap going on in my life, with my dad and school and everything else..." Miles trailed off, placing a kiss on Lola's forehead, then her nose, then her lips.
"What about school?" Lola inquired. He hadn't mentioned anything about how school was going in London, and she honestly had just assumed that everything was fine there. An oversight, apparently. "What's going on with school?" She asked again when Miles hesitated, sitting up a little bit in bed. Now she was concerned.
Miles pursed his lips. "Nothing. I just... I'm not going back there. I don't like it." He said.
"No, you can't drop out." Lola said, her voice sounding a bit more preachy than she intended. "I mean, you can't. You're gonna be such a successful writer. Don't drop out. You only gave it a year. There's still like, an adjustment period or whatever, right? You can't give up."
Instead of answering Lola, though, Miles just wrapped his arm around Lola and pulled her close. "Can we please just not talk about this right now? I'm... basking in the afterglow of you." He teased, kissing her jaw in his best attempt to distract her. "Now, I'm not ready for a round two yet, but... We can kiss?" He offered up, but Lola wasn't taking the bait. She pulled away, crossing her arms on her bare chest. "C'mon, Lola." Miles whispered. "I don't want to talk about stupid school right now. I'll talk about literally anything else."
"I want to talk about this. You're making a mistake." Lola replied, refusing his affection once again. It wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to be as close to him as humanly possible, but she wasn't going to allow Miles to just brush this off. He worked so hard to get to this place, and the last thing Lola wanted was to be associated with the period of his life where he gave up on college.
The two sat silently for a beat, but before the silence could be broken by either of them, Frankie's voice bellowed through the halls. "Guys? Where'd you go?" She asked. She was clearly back with their dessert.
"Let's go, okay?" Miles kissed Lola's cheek and got out of the bed. "We don't want Frankie to find us like this." He gestured to his still-naked body and flashed her a charming smile. Lola couldn't help it. She loved his smile too much. So she returned a smile.
"This conversation isn't over, Miles." Lola responded, getting out of bed and slipping the outfit Miles had bought her sans bra and underwear. Frankie wouldn't notice, right?