To Many Choices chapter two.
I woke up with Milo laying next to me, the sea salt lingered in his hair.
He woke up as I tried to climb over him.
"Hay," he said sleepily. "Where are you going?"
"Just getting up," I replied looking down at him.
"this is a good position you know." I joked.
"Hell yeah!" Milo said pulling my thighs down on him.
"Milo!" I giggled still half asleep.
He started laughing, his lovely white teeth sparking in the sunlight.
"this is fun," he winked sitting up.
I laughed and rolled off his body, picking up my water bottle.
"You better get up now, its a really nice day." I said,
Milo nodded and pulled on some skater shorts and a plain white t-shirt,
ruffling his hair up.
"let me help you dress." he said cheekily,
"Okay, what should I wear?" I peeled off my pajamas,
he handed me a Superdry shirt and denim shorts.
I picked up two wooden bangels, sliding them onto my wrist.
"how do I look?" I said twirling.
"Pretty darn cute." he grinned.
I smiled as I picked up my straightener, pulling it through my hair.
"Let me straighten yours!" I said excited
"alright," he sat on the floor, as I used my GHD's through his wavy brown hair.
Making it long, straight and flippy.
"Looks good," I said as I admired my work.
He got up and unlocked the beach hut.
I ran out arms outstretched onto the beach, my hair flying out behind me.
Milo laughed, he was just perfect.
Why did he love Kinley? Shes nothing special.
He's known me for years. But Kinley? No.
I was perfect for him and he was perfect for me.
Thats all that mattered, he just needed to see it.
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