Aimee and the Heartthrob by Ophelia London

Author:Ophelia London [London, Ophelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: One Direction, J. Lynn, Stephanie Perkins, Jennifer Echols, fan fiction, boy band, category romance, Entangled, Crush, YA, Teen, Ophelia London, Aimee and the Heartthrob
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Entangled Crush)
Published: 2015-03-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Aimee didn’t think she’d ever live down the humiliation. It was like being caught by her dad. No, worse—Miles’s dad, who already knew something about her she wished he didn’t. After she left the bus, did LJ tell Miles what she’d said to Becky?

Her cheeks burned uncontrollably as she waited for the elevator in the hotel lobby. She found out from Deb that the buses had been in the back parking lot for half an hour before LJ had gone looking for Miles.

Totally humiliating. They’d been so caught up in kissing that they hadn’t even noticed. Where had her head been?

She knew exactly where it had been. Because Miles had it in the palm of his hand. She sighed and let her eyes flutter closed, recalling the feeling of his warm hand cradling her cheek, the first time his lips touched hers. The second time…

Whoa… Her knees wobbled just as the elevator slid open.

“Hold the doors!”

Aimee shot out an arm to keep them from closing. And then her heart stopped all over again when Miles trotted in.

“Oh,” he said. “Hey.”

She wanted a pause button. She wasn’t ready to see him again after the embarrassing encounter with LJ. Yet she was almost giddy to see him now. Embarrassed or giddy? Which should she be?

“Hey.” She glanced at him, then down at the floor as the doors closed, sealing them in the elevator alone.

“So, that was awkward,” he said.

She laughed under her breath. “Mildly. I think I’ve died a thousand deaths in the last five minutes.”

The musical sound of Miles’s laugh made her heart skip. “Sorry about that. I guess I should’ve been paying attention to when the bus stopped.”

“Same here.”

He turned to her. “But I’m glad I wasn’t. Thoroughly worth every single second.” When their gazes locked, she wanted to slide into his blue eyes and melt. “But it probably shouldn’t happen again.”

Hold that melting. “Oh, um, yeah.” She tucked some hair behind an ear and crossed her arms, wanting the floor to open up and swallow her whole. “Totally not. Never again.”

“You know why, right?”

Aimee cleared her throat to make sure her voice was steady before she replied. “Yeah, it’s because you’re Miles Carlisle, and I’m nobody.”

“Nobody?” His voice was low, and he sounded wounded. “Aimee…”

Before he could finish, the elevator doors opened. “This is my floor, so…” She stepped out but turned back in time to see Miles catch the doors before they closed. They popped open and he leaped out.

“Let’s go,” he said, taking her hand. Aimee didn’t think, just followed as he pulled her down the hall. There were a few people from the tour, but Miles kept his head down and led them around a corner to the door of the stairwell. He pushed it open, held it ajar with his shoulder, and pulled Aimee in.

Once the door shut behind them, the empty cement stairwell was dark except for the glowing green exit sign. Miles dropped her hand and stepped back, leaning against the wall, looking down, creating purposeful space between them.

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