Miles put on some music as we settled into a comfortable silence. He pressed play and I leaned my head back on the seat.

I bobbed my head along to the music and started singing at the same time Mac DeMarco did. I never thought he'd still listen to Mac DeMarco when he was older. He used to always make us listen to his music in junior school whenever we hung out at the park as a group of friends. This was his favourite song from the album, and I guess it still is. He really hasn't changed much. Miles was singing the song along with me and we were grinning at each other like idiots. But sometimes it's good to look like an idiot, as long as it makes you happy. Those who judge you on your 'idiotic happiness' are probably the miserable ones who have nothing better to do than study people and just hope their lives will be the same some day.

"I was made to love her
Been working at it
Half of my life
I've been an addict
And she's been good... to me
Far as I can tell, she's happy
Living with her macky," We sang.

He turned to look at me once more, the amusement consuming his face.

"You like Mac DeMarco?"

I smiled, "Let's just say I had a friend who loves his music, and I sort of happened to adapt to it, until I actually began to love it myself."

Taking his eyes off me to look at the road, he cleared his throat, "A male friend?"

"Yeah."

"Is he good looking?" He asked after a moment of silence, making me look up at him.

Rolling my lips back at the slight frown that settled on his forehead as I said, "Yes."

He scoffed, "That smile you just had on your face as you talked about him was way too bright for my liking."

"Does that bother you?" I asked.

His eyebrows furrowed even more as he momentarily turned to look at me, "What do you mean? Of course it does."

"Don't worry, last time I checked, he had a girlfriend."

"So?" He deadpanned. "He could be in my situation, and looking for a way out. I mean, I never asked Shelby out. I thought we were just getting to know each other first, but then she completely jumped the gun and when she started telling everyone we were official, I felt stuck. If I stay with her, even though I don't really like her, I'm a dick. If I dump her when this whole thing just started and she's so excited and all that, I'm still a dick."

It all made a little more sense now. She did it on purpose. It's almost like a part of her knew that things wouldn't go far with them, so she told everyone they were official before things could fall apart. She knew he probably wouldn't go for her, so she targeted his emotions. She knew that he was going to feel bad about ending things because of how happy she seemed. He didn't want to hurt her so he tried to go with it for a while.

"You're saying that even though he has a girlfriend, he might like me?" I asked.

"Who wouldn't like you?" He asked rhetorically, before he turned to look at me suspiciously, his brows raised. "Hold on. Why are you so invested? Do you actually want him to like you?"

"No." I couldn't contain my laughter this time, "I was just asking."

"I hope so." He said, "And in any case, you shouldn't go for him. He sounds like a jerk."

"Why do you say that?" I asked, biting onto my lower lip to restrain my laughter.

He still didn't know we were talking about him.

He shrugged, his eyebrows still furrowed, "No reason. He just is, so you should stay away."

"Well, he's not." I defended.

He scoffed once more, "Whatever."

-☆☆☆-

"Are you sure you want to jump?" I asked him, pretending as if I thought he was scared when in reality, I was playing with my hands nervously just so they wouldn't betray me and start to shake. We were deep in the forest where Miles led me to a cliff. It was really really high and at the bottom it was a river. It looked like the point of no return and I really didn't feel like jumping unless I wanted to commit suicide.

"Yeah." He said, taking his shirt off and moving towards the trunk of his car to take out a black shirt for me to wear while we swim. "Here," He said, throwing it towards me. Normally I have quick reflexes but today, my fear got the better of me and it landed right on my head.

He chuckled at me while I just groaned, feeling a bit annoyed. "Really Miles?"

I started to pull on the hem of the dress so I could take it off when I saw Miles staring at me a little too eagerly.

I stood and folded my arms in front of my chest. "What are you looking at?"

He cleared his throat and looked to the ground.

"Nothing." He said a bit nervously.

Oh crap, he's shirtless!

Before I realised it, I suddenly started checking him out and convinced myself to stop it but I just couldn't look away. He was wearing shorts that came down till just above his knees and... nothing else.

That's just the problem, he needs to cover up!

"So I can't look but you can?" He pouted, "That's not fair now, is it?" He argued, raising his eyebrow slightly.

I narrowed my eyes at him and looked away, feeling ashamed. He was teasing me.

"Why aren't you covered up?" I argued, "If you want to flaunt your biceps and your six pack, do it in front of your mirror." I said with a frown.

He chuckled and started walking towards me. I looked up at him as he stood right in front of me, putting his strong arms around my waist and pulling me closer towards him.

"You know you can look if you want to, right?" He said with a deep and husky voice as he leaned into my ear. When he pulled away, he took my hand which was lying on his chest and then traced his abs with it. "You can touch too," He said slowly. "It's all yours baby." He leaned in and pecked my lips before taking a few steps back and turning around.

"You can change, I won't look unless you tell me to," He said. I smiled a bit but got right to changing.

I tugged at the hem of my dress and pulled it up but it got stuck at the top. The straps of the dress were entangled with my bra straps. I tried pulling and pulling but nothing came out of it.

It wasn't long before I felt Miles' breath colliding with my back as he began working on untangling the straps. I could feel shivers run down my spine and tingles could be felt all over my skin where he was touching me.

"Just hold on." He said in a low voice.

"It's done." He helped me pull it off and when our eyes met, I remembered I was practically half naked. I blushed and looked away, feeling a little self-conscious.

"You're so beautiful." He reassured me. A smile came onto my face as my eyes met his.

Just then, some voices could be heard and I gasped as I looked at how far his shirt was. The boys froze when they looked at us, that's when I realised that one of the boys was Ashwin, who was letting his eyes rake over my body freely. Miles immediately moved over to me and put me behind his back.

"What are you doing here?" Miles raised his voice in anger.

"I could ask you the same thing." I heard Ashwin say, "Where's Shelby?"

"That's none of your business." Miles bit back, "We're not even friends and now you think you can just question me?"

"What are you two doing here? And without Shelby?" Ashwin asked, "Tyler?" He called out my name, expecting an answer from me.

I looked at him through the side of Miles' shoulder, suddenly angry that Ashwin had to come and ruin everything, mentioning the one person that I was trying to forget while spending time with Miles.

"Ashwin, leave us the hell alone!" I snapped, surprising him, who stared at me with wide eyes and Miles, who smirked down at me proudly.

"Are you two like a thing?" He questioned. He just doesn't know when to stop.

"Didn't you hear her?" Miles asked.

"Piss off!" He roared. Ashwin and his friends jumped in fear before hurriedly walking off.

He turned to me with anger plastered on his face.

"No one irritates me like that boy does." He said, "He has some fucking nerve."

"Miles." I pulled him close, "He's gone now, let it go." I convinced him.

He tightened his hold on my waist and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Come on, let's go." I gestured to the cliff, wanting to change the mood.

"Oh so now you want to go?" He said with a raised eyebrow.

I frowned. "When did I ever say I don't want to go?"

He shook his head at me. "I could see right through you, you're not very good at hiding your emotions."

I picked his shirt up and put it on and I saw him pout.

"Why the sad face?" I asked as I lowered the shirt to see that it's the same size as the other one, above my mid-thigh section.

"That was too soon." He gestured to me putting his shirt on, "Why couldn't you keep it off for a little while longer? I was enjoying the view," He complained.

I shook my head at him. "Since when are you a pervert?"

"I'm not a pervert." He argued, "Is it bad to want to admire my girl's body for a while longer?"

My eyes widened in shock and happiness. "I'm your girl?"

"Of course." He smiled, "Unless you want to be that Mac DeMarco guy's girl?" He raised a brow.

"No!" I laughed and hugged him, my legs around his waist. His shirt had ridden up and my legs were fully exposed but I didn't care. He was like my happy place. I heard him take in a sharp breath.

"Careful there baby, you don't want to get him up." He said as he hugged me back.

I leaned back to look at his face nervously. "Oh," I said with an apologetic look. "Sorry."

"It's okay." He said as he brought his face closer to mine and started kissing me.

I deepened the kiss and opened my mouth when his tongue begged for an entrance. He brought one of his hands to my butt and squeezed a bit, I moaned against him while he groaned.

Suddenly he pulled away, looking equally as flushed as I was. I let out a sound of irritation and leaned in again but he only pecked my lips.

"Miles..." I whined.

"It's better to cut it off for now, before things escalate to another level," He said. "I don't know if I would be able to control myself if we got to that point." He put his hands on my sides and put me down. Feeling slightly deprived, I slowly nodded. He's right. I can't control myself when I'm with him either.

"Race you to the cliff?" I suggested, already running off to that side. When I got there and saw the height once more, I stopped in my tracks and turned around to look at him.

He bit his lower lip, trying to hold back his laughter.

"Uh, I don't think I feel so good." I said while clearing my throat.

That's when he burst out laughing, unable to contain himself. He bent over clutching his stomach and laughing till tears were coming down his cheeks. I took this time to properly study him and I found myself smiling at how adorable he looked at this moment. I quickly grabbed my phone from the ground and took a few pictures.

The huge grin on his face was wiped off the exact moment when he caught me.

"What are you doing?" He questioned as he moved closer.

Oh right, he doesn't like taking pictures.

I hurriedly put my phone behind my back, away from his sight.

"Nothing," I shrugged with a small frown.

He quickly grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, effortlessly taking my phone away from me and stretching his arm up so I wouldn't be able to reach.

"Miles!" I shouted, jumping up and trying to reach my phone. He looked up and saw the pictures.

"I'm deleting these," He said.

"No, don't!" I said hurriedly. He paused and looked down at me.

"Why? I look ridiculous." He said.

"No, you look adorable. And I love those pictures, I want to remember this day and the fact that we spent it together," I told him quietly.

"Okay," He said as his gaze softened. "Then I won't," He gave my phone back.

I was glad he allowed me to keep the pictures. It made me happy that he agreed to compromise just to keep me happy.

"Wanna jump?" He asked. "Together." He added when he saw my flushed state. I reluctantly nodded as I dropped my phone next to his on top of our clothes and took the hand he held out to me.

We neared the edge and that's when my breathing increased rapidly from the anticipation, fear and excitement altogether.

He put his arms around me and I wrapped mine around his waist.

"Ready?" He asked. I looked up at him and nodded reluctantly.

"Relax baby, I got you."

"On the count of three," He breathed. I held onto him tighter and he leaned down to my ear. "Don't be scared, I won't let you go." He said, "One... two... three."

That's when I felt the adrenaline rush surge through me as we both jumped off the cliff. I started screaming in enjoyment.

I wasn't long before I felt myself being lowered into the cool water. I immediately kicked my legs so I could resurface again. When I got up, Miles was already waiting for me and he swam over to me as soon as his eyes met mine.

"That was awesome!" I told him.

"I told you it would be fun," He said with a smile.

"Thanks for bringing me here." I said as I put my arms around his shoulders and started kissing him.

"I should bring you here more often if that's the thank you I get." He said as we pulled back.

I just laughed.