Music ✔️

Chapter 3

~Millicent~

I woke up to light streaming in through my curtains. My eyes fluttered open and I immediately saw my handsome assassin. His hair was a mess. His face was like a blank canvas, waiting to be painted with emotion. He was snoring lightly and he sounded like a cat purring. I could stare at his gorgeous face for hours.

"Staring is not polite, Milly." he said, his eyes opening slowly. He yawned. "Morning, bed-head."

I giggled, nudged him in the shoulder and got up to go brush my teeth. I had only one foot on the floor, when he grabbed my hand.

"Where are you going?" he asked adorably. He looked like a puppy in the morning.

I covered my mouth with my hand and said, "Bathroom."

He pulled my hand away from my mouth and leaned over to kiss me and I put my hand over my mouth again.

"Morning breath, Don." I confessed.

He removed my hand from over my face again and said, "I don't care, Milly."

Donovan leaned in again to kiss me and was two inches away from my lips, when my phone chimed. We both groaned. I gave him an apologetic smile and picked up my phone.

New message from Ashley and Emily W.

Ash: yo I thought we were gonna go play ZM3 at my house today

Jesus, I thought. I completely forgot I had made plans with Ash and Em.

Me: Shit, dude. I'm sorry, I completely forgot! Would you mind if I brought a friend and an extra controller?

Ash: depends on who it is and if they can plwy

Ash: *play

I looked up from my phone and looked at Don. "Hey, do you play Zombie Massacre 3?"

"My heart is made from my love of zombie assassins. Why?"

My heart warmed. He plays Zombie Massacre 3. He's the best. "I forgot I made plans with my friends to play at her house. You wanna go?"

"It's a date, Milly." he smirked.

I blushed and replied to Ashley's text.

Me: He can play.

Ash: HE??????

Me: Damn it. Yeah it's a guy.

Em: i just got the txts and WTF!!?? WHO??!!

Me: Secret ;)

Ash: just hurry tf up

I laughed to myself and told Donovan to get dressed. 30 minutes later, we were in Donovan's RKC and he was driving to Ashley's house. He turned the radio on and it started to play Build God, Then We'll Talk by Panic! At the Disco. That's when I heard him.

He was singing. I don't think he even noticed that he was. He was wrong about being pretty good at it. He was phenomenal. He sang the song perfectly and I couldn't help but grin ear to ear. He looked over at me when I started humming and his face turned red.

"I, um. Pretend you didn't hear any of that." he said.

"What if I really liked it and want to hear you again?" I asked.

"I, uh. Y-, um. I shou-, uh." he stuttered.

I boldly grabbed his free hand and said, "Don't worry. You were amazing, though."