Flynn's POV //
I carried her into my house before sitting up against my headboard, letting her melt against me. She will never know pain again.
She wouldn't wanna go back to hers. He basically tainted it, ruining any good memory she would have had there, that fucking bastard.
"We can leave" Zac whispered to me, gesturing toward the door.
I went to replied before Mila lifted her head to look at them "Please don't" I breathed out.
Kian and Zac looked at each other then to me so I nodded, watching as they sat on my bed.
Kian began tapping against her shoe making Zac and I both scold him.
He's such a child, I loved that about him, he always made you feel happy.
"Sorry mum and dad, Mila your boyfriend is so mean to me" Kian whined.
She chuckled, oh my god she chuckled.
"Can't relate, sorry" she shrugged turning over to face him, wrapping my arms over her.
Everyone was smiling, knowing that she was. "Can we talk about Tangled? Flynn told us all about it and we gave him shit" Kian admitted.
I shook my head, here he goes exposing me.
"But it's so fucking good" Zac burst, sitting beside Kian as they engaged in conversation about the movie.
I smiled, seeing how happy they were, how they got along.
"Flynnigan, you really are Flynn Rider" Kian gasped, pointing at me.
I chuckled, kissing Mila's head.
Kian then got up, bobbing like a fucking maniac.
When Will My Life Begin began playing on his phone.
She gasped, covering her mouth as soon as the first second played. I love how much she loves it.
"7 AM, the usual morning lineup. Start on the chores and sweep 'til the floor's all clean" Kian began singing, adding his own choreography.
We all began laughing, cheering him on before Zac got up as well, joining in.
Zachary fucking Miller, a 6'2ft fighter was singing and dancing to Tangled.
"YESS GET IT" she hollered before the guys pulled her up so they could all sing along and dance.
I have never, in my life been so certain of anything before I met her. Here, with my two best friends, my girl. I am complete.
Her POV //
I hugged my arms, feeling a pit in my stomach. Flynn must've noticed.
"Hey darling, I'm run you a shower and get some new clothes" he said, caressing my face.
"And I'm gonna cook us some dinner" Zac called out before leaving the room.
We both turned to look at Kian who was standing there staring at us.
"Uhh and I will... put tangled on the TV" He cleared his throat.
I looked up at Flynn who was staring at me with a worried look.
"Whenever you wanna talk, you're safe with me. Even if you don't want to" he said softly, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.
I followed him into the bathroom, leaning against the wall, watching him prepare the shower for me.
I can't imagine what he went through, from the phone call to looking for me. He loves me.
I wrapped my arms around him from behind, resting my head against his back.
His scent, ugh he smells like heaven.
He chuckled before turning to face me, "I'll be out there making sure Kian doesn't annoy Zac in the kitchen, call if you need me"
After the shower, I changed into the hoodie and sweatpants he left out for me, lifting the hood over my head.
I walked out to see Kian attempt to jump over the couch, stacking it immediately, Zac in the kitchen wearing an apron, feeding Flynn.
Kian was the first to notice me, falling back onto the couch and laughing.
"Yo I thought you were about to rob the house" he exclaimed making the guys turn to me.
"You- you'd be such an easy target" I called out, pointing at Kian who hid behind a pillow.
Flynn leant against the counter, smiling at me. "Like a little penguin"
I furrowed my brows, walking between his legs and hugging him.
"More like mother Gothel" I mumbled, hearing Zac snicker.
Flynn caressed my face, kissing each cheek "So, so beautiful" he grinned.
"You're so strong baby. I may not know what you've been through but I know what you need from me. Trust when I say that you've got me and I'm not going anywhere you're not"
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Deja Vu | ✔️
RomantizmMost stories focus on the present of a relationship or the ending of it. Deja Vu gives insight on the aftermath of a toxic relationship, the weight and guilt that continues to carry on. Mila Carson, a 19 year old girl navigates her way through the t...