Miles fairchild

You and Miles had been dating for almost a year now. Things were going great. He adored you half to death, and even his little sister, Flora, liked you. Ever since Miles had gotten expelled from your boarding school, you'd been coming to visit him on the weekends. Like right now, for example.

You were both sitting in Miles' bed, your head on his lap. He was nonchalant as usual, playing with your hair, music blasting from his CD player. You were reading a book. The thing was, you had massive baby fever. Even though you both were only fifteen. Eventually, Miles broke the silence.

" What's on your mind, Flora?"-Miles

" I want a Niece or Nephew... "-Flora

" You want a what? "-User/Name