don't tell | fillie

- weeeo weeo cringe train coming your way -

    
          // .. chapter two

MILLIE'S P.O.V

Okay, let me get one thing straight. I'm not in love with Finn, whatever you might think. Yeah, he's super attractive, and has a great personality, and that smile...

No. I'm not in love with him.

I'm not even in LIKE with him!!

It's because we've known each other for almost a few years now, and it's like we grew up together, kind of. It's hard to explain, but he's like my best friend. An awkward best friend.

We used to be super close, but now that's he's super attractive, and I'm... I'm... I don't know! Older? It's just awkward.

It's hard, because it's not awkward with any of the other boys!

I think a main part of it was the kiss. NOT a kiss between Millie and Finn. I mean the Mileven kiss at the end of season two.

I hated myself for doing it, but I knew the fans would HATE me if we didn't kiss.

And... I hate myself for saying it, but it was a pretty good kiss.

Ever since then, things have been awkward around us. I mean, I haven't seen him that much, but at interviews and stuff I couldn't help feeling weird around him.

It's nothing, really.

Brushing thoughts out of my mind, I sat down for lunch at my table next to Finn.

He flashed me a cheesy smile as he bit into his sandwich.

I snorted with laughter as I ate mine. After we were done, we talked with Paige for a while, and then she left to go do some work.

I sat on my couch awkwardly with Finn, and he accidentally brushed his hand against my knee, making me jump, a red flare coming to my face.

"Oh, sorry!" He exclaimed.

I smiled. "It's fine."

I looked at his freckles. They were everything.

"So, um..." he cleared his throat awkwardly.

I coughed. "Yeah..."

He looked at me with worry in his eyes. "I'm not sure if the brothers talked to you.. but, um... they said Mike and Eleven have to... make out. In season three."

I stared at him. I wasn't even thinking about the scene. All I was thinking about was his lips on mine again.

I brushed it off, blushing again. "Oh.. no they didn't. What do you think?"

He shrugged. "I mean, they're getting older.."

I blushed even more. "No! I mean, what do you think about... kissing me again?"

His eyes widened, and he began to stutter. "I- I mean - I - Well,"

I looked into his eyes and he smiled a little. "I wouldn't mind."

I stared at him, wonder on my face. "You.. wouldn't mind?"

He stared at me, his eyes wide. "Millie..."

But before he could say anything, my apartment door flew open, and we both jumped.

"Nice place Millie!" Caleb crowed, as he strolled inside, Sadie giggling behind him.

"How the hell did you get in here?" I asked, annoyed.

"Oh sorry!" Sadie chirped. "Were we...interrupting something? A Fillie moment?"