Y/N POV

Miles guides me into his room, and it looks more clean than I expected it to be.

Miles walks around, showcasing his room and different art projects he's working on. Then he smirks and sits down. I walk further into his room and I look at a big piece on a canvas on the wall, before looking at him. I smile as he looks happily at me. I turn to him, leaning against the window.

-It's nice seeing you in more casual clothing. The school uniform isn't fair to you, I say. Does that count as flirting...? Either way, Miles chuckles and walks up to me.

-Thank you... I would say the same, but... He looks at me up and down.

-You look good in everything... He smirks at me. The smirk makes my knees weaken. We both look at each other intensely before his mom walks into the room, smiling and wiping her hands on a towel.

-Food's ready! She says happily and walks out again. Me and Miles smile at each other and we walk out to the dining table and sit next to each other.

-The food smells amazing mrs. Morales! I compliment the food that is smelling heavenly.

Everyone begins taking food into their plates and begin eating.

-So, Miles, how did you two meet? Mrs Morales asks curiously and points between us.

-Oh... Uhm... I say and try to swallow my food.

-We met in Spanish class, Miles answers quickly.

-Really? Mr. Morales asks mid bite.

-You take Spanish class Y/N? Mrs. Morales asks and smiles. I nod awkwardly.

-Uhm yeah... I say and swallow my food.

-Not really the peak of my studies there... I quietly chuckle to myself, by everyone heard me.

-Oh really? Mr Morales asks again.

-Yeah, that's why la profesora made us work together, since she is pretty hopeless at it, and I'm fluent! Miles says and smiles proudly. I hit him on the arm.

-Shut up! I say playfully. Miles smirks.

-And why's that, princesa? Miles teases me. He started calling me princesa in Spanish class because we were doing dialogues in Spanish and we were giving each other characters to play these dialogues with, and he gave me 'princesa'. After that it just kind of stuck.

I smirk back at him.

- Because you're malo (evil), my dear Miles, I tease back. Miles chuckles and leans back into his chair, continuing to eat. I smile, victoriously, knowing he had let me "win".

-You two seem to be very close, I can hear Mr Morales practically smile at that statement.

-Yeah... we kind of are... I say and me and Miles smile at each other. His smile could send a hoard of butterflies to my stomach, no matter how many times I've seen him smile.

We finish our food and then Miles takes me up to the roof.

-We'll finally have some privacy, Miles sighs and sits on the edge of the roof, without any problems. I sigh and sit beside him, my left foot on the floor on the roof, facing Miles. He, on the other hand, dangles with both of his feet in the open air. I watch as the sun has begun to set and I smile, feeling the warm rays of the sun on my face. Then I look to Miles, who is looking at me. He looks as if he's about to say something before we hear a shriek. We both carefully lean over so we could see what was happening. On a windowsill, just below us, there was a little kitten dangling for its life.

-Mommy! I can hear a little girl yell. I see Miles turn around and start to.... CRAWL DOWN THE WALL!?!?!?

-Miles, what are you doing? I ask.

Without any problems, Miles climbs unseen under the window, carefully lifting the cat inside.

-Mr Whiskers! The little girl yells happily before someone closes the window. Miles smiles happily and crawls back onto the roof.

-Miles... How did you... do that...? I ask in shock, pointing downward. I had only seen one person be able to do that before...

-Uhmmm..... Miles says unsure. His eyes widen as he appears to have been caught in action.

-I can explain! He says quickly. I am still in shock, trying to calm my nerves.

-Uhmmmm......... Miles draws out before sighing, defeatedly.

-I'm spider man... He says quietly.

-What!? I yell. Miles quickly puts a hand over my mouth.

-Shhhh! No one else knows, you have to keep this a secret! Miles says quietly. I can only stare into his eyes. They held so much fear...

-Promise you won't tell anyone! He then says. I quickly nod and he removes his hand from my mouth. He leans with one arm of the ledge I was sitting on. He then sits down and hangs his head before looking up at me with a sheepish smile.

-So... now you know my biggest secret princesa... He says and shakes his head and chuckles. I take his hand in mine and I smile softly. We make eye contact.

-...You know... I'm kind of hurt that you thought I would tell anyone, I say and laugh in disbelief. Miles shakes his head, still smiling.

-But I thought we didn't have any secrets in this relationship, I say teasingly. Miles raises one eyebrow.

-Relationship? Is this what that is? Miles asks back, teasingly.

-Well... I say feeling myself blush.

-If you want it to be...? I say- well, more like asked.

-Wait, really? Miles asks in disbelief.

Miles POV

I couldn't believe that my crush just asked me if I wanted a relationship, a REAL relationship with me...

Y/N nods and looks away. I sit so I'm facing her and I grab her chin. She willingly looks back at me. Her e/c eyes... I could drown in them forever if she let me...

I notice that we both start leaning in. I've never kissed anyone before! What if I screw up! What if I'm a bad kisser!? What if!-

I'm not able to think more before our lips has smashed together. Her soft lips and mine felt like the two missing puzzle pieces in a huge puzzle. I grab the back of her head with one hand and the other one I place on her waist, pulling her closer to me. She puts her two hands by my neck. It's like we're made for each other, our lips syncing into a perfect melody...

Y/N POV

We part from the kiss and we look each other in the eyes.

-Wow... is the only thing Miles can says before smiling the biggest smile I've ever seen on his face. The butterflies all fill my stomach again and I can feel myself blush and touching my lips. Miles quickly grabs my hand and kisses it.

-You are absolutely amazing mi princesa... He says before kissing my hand again. He let his lips linger there before looking up at me. I smile, but it quickly becomes a smirk.

-So I'm your princesa now, eh? I ask. Miles smiles and pulls me close.

-Oh you're definitely my princesa now. And no one messes my my princesa, Miles says and we kiss again, the feeling almost better than the last one. We part and we turn to face the sun, holding hands as the last remaining sun rays glow upon us.