Y/N skipped happily to her locker trying the best to open the locker while balancing the gift box and bear Miles had made for her. The boy had surprised her last class with the Valentine’s gift.
A beautiful painted box with gifts in the inside.
She set the gifts down and unlocked her locker and to her surprise a box of chocolates sat next to her bag.
A note written on a pink piece of paper was tapped to the front.
“Hey babe you ready to-” she jumped the boy in a hug nearly knocking him to his feet.
“Oh Miles you didn’t have to.”
“What do you mean b-” He caught sight of the chocolate box and his eyes narrowed.
“Where did you get that from?”
She took a step back tilting her head confused “you didn’t get this for me?”
“No baby I didn’t buy you chocolate.” Miles took the box and peeled the note off opening the note up to read. it was some corny love poem with a couple initials signed at the bottom.
If he could he would’ve burned the note and chocolates on the spot. However, he simply crumpled it up tossing it carelessly over his shoulder.
“Miles?” Y/N asked not used to the crunched up look on his face. He grabbed her bag out of her locker closing it for her and slinging the bag over his shoulder. With his other hand he wrapped it around her waist pulling her to his side.
“Baby are you-” he tossed the box into a nearby trash can.
“I’m good babes I’m good.” Once at the end of the hall he backed her up into the locker leaning down to look into her eye.
“Damn amour, you look so good today.” He pressed a hard kiss to her lips that took the breath way from Y/N. Once he pulled away he smirked down at the blushing mess that was his girl.
“Miles what was that for?”
“I can’t kiss my girl?” He raised an eyebrow. Y/N shook her head lacing her hand with his tugging him along. She knew he was jealous, but he wouldn’t say it.
The boy wasn’t exactly good at concealing his feelings. She lie her head on his shoulder with a small smile.
“I love you Miles.”
He looked down pecking the top of her head “I love you more Y/N.”