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IDIOT

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↠︎ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 directors and producers yelling random commands is something i've been used to for a while now. i've been walking around aimlessly throughout the set of stranger things season three for the past 10 minutes, trying to find someone i know.

i may be a character in stranger things and it's common sense to know where you're going, but it gets hard finding your way around sometimes.

when i eventually give up on finding friends of mine, i follow the scent of coffee wafting throughout the area around me. i see a familiar head of brown hair, and as my footsteps near then, noah turns his head grinning childishly.

"y/n!" he yells, making sure that each letter in my name is heard perfectly. i chuckle and shout back, "noah!"

"wanna make a tiktok?" he asks jokingly as we both chuckle at the thought of our younger selves making all those tiktoks, dancing to the weirdest remixes. he steps forward and wraps his arms around me and i smile at his friendly embrace.

"hey noah, do you know where millie is?" i ask as we both separate from each other. he smirks at my question and begins wiggling his eyebrows, "why y/n/n? you trynna make out with her before the interview?" he whispers while grinning devilishly.

"noah!" i say as i lightly slap his arm, my face now turning red. many people may wonder why i'm trying to make my friend be so discreet about my relationship, but it's because it's secret.

nobody knows but noah.

now that takes a lot of trust. noah is definitely not the most trustworthy person, but he is quite observant so he caught on pretty quickly. which is why i am now in this position.

but i don't want the press going all crazy on millie and i. i wouldn't want to ruin her career or anything like that.

plus, millie hasn't come out yet. which may be a slight problem if we happen to get caught. which will never happen as long as noah keeps his mouth shut.

everyone knows that i'm apart of the lgbtqia+ community, but i'm unlabeled. i just date whoever i like. and that person happens to be millie. i love her.

and i have to keep that a secret, no matter how much i want to tell everyone that millie's my girlfriend.

i look down to hide my growing blush as noah laughs at my behavior. "she's in hair and makeup." he breaths out as he recovers from his laughing. i smile and blow him a kiss, "thank you! you're the best!" i shout as i begin jogging towards her direction.

"i know!" he shouts back as my figure fades into the sound of my converse hitting the floor of the set. when i make it outside i see her trailer marked with her name on it.

i make my way towards the door wiping the perspiration on my hands on my thighs. my knuckles rap against the door gently and i hear a faint, "come in." i can hear millie's adorable british accent through the door and i smile at the thought of seeing her again today.

i push on the door knob and open the door, met with the sight of her sitting down preparing for the interview we have later. she looks up at the mirror to see who's there and smiled as soon as she sees me.

"hi y/n!" she says sitting up taller in her seat. "hey mills, how did you sleep?" i ask as i attempt to hide my smirk, knowing very well that she slept in my trailer with me last night, but left in the morning so that we wouldn't be caught cuddles up next to each other.