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miles. 19. soph. AB nothing's ever as great as it seems

[camilesawyer-blog]

Lifting her gaze her hazel eyes grew wider her sights setting on a familiar face that was presented before her. “M-Mile…s” She muttered, tucking a brunette curls behind her ear. Before she had time for any of this to set in, she heard his words. “Wait - what? I..” She froze, not sure what to say. Should she stop him? Without thinking she lent forwards gripping his arm “Miles..”

[milesvegaa-blog]

camilesawyer:

The last thing Miles expected was for her to touch him, and he quickly pulled his arm back as if the contact burned. “What?” he said quickly, the word coming out harsher than he’d meant it to. Miles expected his past life to stay where it belonged, but it was just his luck to have a loose end find its way back. “I’m sorry, I just...I didn’t think I’d see you here, or anywhere, really.”

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justkarlyn:

As he pushed her against the wall, the blonde couldn’t help but shake her head. “Someone’s not wasting time.” Karlyn muttered, before her own lips began to work with his, her hands moving to against his neck.

“When do I ever?” he mumbled against her lips, hands finding their way under her half buttoned shirt and to her slim waist, tentatively slipping lower to her hips.

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audreysinc:

“All I want is a giant, greasy pizza, and I don’t wanna worry about how many calories are in it.”

“You might want to think about worrying about those calories,” Miles sang, giving her a once over.

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parkerhassan:

Parker walked into the room and flopped onto the other person’s bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I think I’m having an identity crisis.”

“And how am I supposed to help you with this?” Miles said with a raised brow, sitting up on his bed.

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justkarlyn:

As his hand moved to her face Karlyn couldn’t stop a small smile, her head shifting into his touch. “I doubt it will.” She insisted before climbing on behind him, slender arms locking around his waist.

“At least give it a chance,” he insisted. sighing contentedly as her arms slipped around his waist. “Did you have a destination in mind?”

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welcometonoahyorks:

“Not a pussy, at all. You know me. But don’t want this face to be damaged and I just take this oppertunity to feel your chest.” Noah smirked.

Miles pulled slowly away from the curb with a laugh. “You can feel my chest whenever you want, as long as I get to feel yours.”

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gracexviolet:

Grace giggled softly, “I know your weak spot Miles Vega.” She hopped on to the back of the males bike a smirk on her lips, “Chinese sounds perfect!”

“I know, I know; it’s my pride.” Miles shook his head with a grin as she swung her leg over and settled into the seat. “Good, because I’ve been dying for orange chicken,” he chuckled, pulling her arms around his waist.”

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welcometonoahyorks:

Noah got on the motorcycle. “Surprise me with where we’re going.” He grinned before he rapped his arms around the others chest because better be safe than sorry.

“Alrighty,” he sang, looking back to the boy before he placed his hands on the handlebars. “Please don’t tell me you’re a pussy when it comes to speed.”

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justkarlyn:

Her hand linked with his as she followed his lead, a slight smile crossing her features. “Lets go with fifteen seconds and leave it at that.”

Miles led her just outside his room door before he pushed her against the wall. “Deal. I’ll be counting,” he murmured, angling his head to find her lips with his own.

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justkarlyn:

“And I’m proud of you for never being in one.” She praised him, before walking over, her body rocking on the balls of her feet, hands behind her back. “And it won’t change.”

Miles pressed his hand to his chest, an unmistakable grin on his lips. “Thanks, mom,” he crooned. As she headed over, Miles reached to brush a stray strand of hair from her face. “It might after this ride,” he winked, motioning for her to climb on behind him.

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birdievincent:

“I will. But first, do people actually say that? Because it sounds ridiculous.”

Miles chuckled. “Yeah, sometimes. I just think it sounds funnier than just saying you’re gonna fall. It has a nicer ring to it.” 

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birdievincent:

“Not confused, just thrown-off. Really? Oh, well, thanks for telling me. You’re right about that, though, wouldn’t be very fun.”

“It’s not a problem. But you should probably tie it before you forget about it and bust ass.”

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rlynoah:

“Stop making me worry about my life whenever I’m with you,” Noah replied as he covered his face with both hands. “Oh, really? Peeled grapes? Well, I’ll make sure to send you some via express delivery because I can’t just leave you behind.”

“It’s my job, considering the ridiculously sheltered life you live,” he shrugged, a laugh slipping through his lips as Noah moved to cover his face. “You might want to think about bribing the devil with your soul, ‘cause I don’t know how far peeled grapes are going to get me.”

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welcometonoahyorks:

“I thought you’d never ask. Hell fucking yeah man.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Hop on,” he smirked, pulling his jacket a fraction tighter.

[camilesawyer-blog]

“Oh shit!” The brunette jumped, grabbing a few napkins from the counter. She had been working a long 9 hour shift and was finally finishing before grabbing a cup of coffee. Staring down at her half empty cup, she grazed her teeth over her lip “I’ll pay for that..- the dry cleaning I mean..”

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camilesawyer:

Miles shifted back in surprise, cringing for a second. “It’s okay, it’s fi--wait..” he trailed off, disbelief written all over his face as he recognized the girl before him. “Cam,” he said nearly inaudibly, shaking his head as he took another step back. “Shit, um, you don’t have to pay for anything, it’s okay. I should really go, anyway. I’m gonna be late for class.”

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chloewth:

I sacrificed my cab to some girls who were way drunker than I am and now have ten blocks to walk in 6-inch heels. On the bright side, I have a weapon if anyone tries to assault me. Unfortunately, I may also have to amputate my legs tomorrow which is sad because I use them to get free drinks.

Miles frowned through his drunken haze, doing his best to focus on what she was saying. “Yeah, I’d offer to carry you but that would go south pretty fast. Try to salvage your legs, though. They’re nice legs.”

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birdievincent:

    "Oh, sorry, could you repeat that? I was, um.. —–music. I was listening to music and couldn’t hear you.“

“You seem a little confused about that,” Miles chucked. “I was just saying that your shoe is untied. As funny as you face planting would be for me, it probably wouldn’t be as fun for you.”