One night, one party, one rumor
Rumors are bad, but you know what makes it worse? When your own stupid brother started that freaking rumor.
The next thing Millie knew, she's already dating-fake dating-her brother's best friend, Forrest Preston, jus...
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Caption: thank you for the food!
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sierravdg: Replied on your story: Which one? 🤔
millieoliveira: Shut up Sierra
Fix your kalat
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Forrest Today 11:34 PM
Millie: Gubaaat!!!
Forrest: Yes, love?
Millie: Looove?
Forrest: Yeah?
Millie: Wait
Forrest: What's up? Still in food coma?
Millie: Shouting, screaming, yelling, kicking my feet, crying, throwing hands
Forrest: Hahahahaha what?
Millie: How many times did you already call me "love?"
Forrest: Hmm I don't remember.
Millie: Yeah because you always call me princess
Forrest: Yeah so why are you shouting, screaming, yelling, kicking my feet, crying, throwing hands
Millie: Becauseee
Forrest: Because?
Millie: Butterflies 😭
Forrest: Hahahahaha
You're so cute you know that?
Millie: Yeah?? 😭
Forrest: And pretty and beautiful
Millie: STOPPP
Forrest: You're really special to me and I want to take care of you forever
Millie: I'm melting 🫠
Forrest: I am so grateful for you.
In a span of short time, I've never been this happy. You make my day better. Thank you for letting me take care of you, cook for you, drive you to work. For letting me do all these boyfriend duties.
I know it's going to be different for us once I get back to Italy. I know long distance is hard, and some might even say that it doesn't work, but I want it for us to make it work out.
I want to experience a lot of things with you. Travel, build our own house, and if you want, have our kids, do what the hell we want.
I know this is a lot and we've only been dating for few weeks, but I swear to God, I've never felt this sure before.
I'm in this for the long run, Millie. I want you to be with me for the long run. Not just a year, two years, or three. I want to be with you until our hair turns white, until our skin turns wrinkly, until our back arches forward.
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M 🔒@milliemaybe • 2m How do you say I love you without saying it?
