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Chapter 6

~Donovan~

I am so in love with her. I fell in love with her the first day I gathered enough courage to ask her out. Of course I wasn't paying attention and made her fall on her ass, but she still went with me. I'm so in love with her I don't even understand it. I've never felt anything like this before. I need to tell her that I need her to be with me and that I love her. And I've got the perfect way to show her.

~

On the ride home from the hospital, we decided to skip the rest of school and I asked her questions for my plan. Her favorite flower and song. Turkish Halfeti roses will be hard to find, but I'll do anything for her.

Once we got back to her house, we saw a note from her sister saying she went to visit a friend from college and Milly took a shower while I waited in her room. Being the trolling asshole that I am, I noticed she left her clothes in her room. So I stole her shirt and hid all of her other ones in the linen closet. I went downstairs and watched TV, waiting for her to realize that she had no clothes to change into.

"DONOVAN!" she screamed.

"Yes?" I called upstairs innocently.

"GET YOUR ASS UP HERE, NOW!" she shouted.

I walked upstairs, trying to conceal my laughter. I saw her standing in the hallway with a towel draped over her shoulders and my joggers on.

"Yes?" I asked again while smirking. She looked amazing in my clothes, but I had to keep focus.

"Where are my shirts, Donovan?" she asked.

"I have no idea." I said while laughing. She shifted her weight to her right foot, annoyed. That made her towel fall down her shoulder and I saw a lacy black bra strap instead of a plain one. Out of curiosity, I pulled down her towel and revealed a bra lined with lace. I could not tear my eyes away from her.

"Fuck... That's new." I said nervously.

She blushed. "I went shopping," she mumbled shyly. I nodded and stepped closer. She stepped back, teasingly. "Oh no, Mr. O'Keefe. Not until you give me my shirts."

I groaned and ran downstairs to retrieve her shirts from their hiding place.

"Here," I said holding them out to her.

"Do you have a hoodie with you?" she asked without taking her shirts from me.

"No, I have a jacket with a zipper though. Why?"

"Can you bring me it and put my shirts back in their proper drawer, please?" she asked.

"Sure," I answered, still confused on why she needs my jacket. Oh well. Anything for her.

~Millicent~

He came back with a white jacket and handed it to me.

"Thanks," I said putting it on and zipping it halfway. He hugged and kissed me. I was trapped against the wall again with nowhere to go. But I had nowhere else I really wanted to go. We were still kissing when my phone rang. I pulled away to check who it was and he began kissing my neck. Fuck, I thought.