This ship is real

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Finns P.O.V
I asked her. I finally asked her. I've liked her since we've started filming. She has so much spirit, so much happiness. She never fails to make me happy along with her. "Millie? Will you be my girlfriend?" I ask before I can chicken out. I see her eyes twinkle and she grins, throwing her arms around me. "Oh Finn! You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to ask me!" I smile. "So that's a yes?" She leans back and looks at me. "Of course!" She smiles and I throw my arms around her and hold her tight. I feel her shivering. "Are you cold?" I ask." She looks at me. "No," she says. "I can see you shivering, Millie. You are going to get sick." I take off my green bomber jacket and wrap it around her. I stand up and grab one of the blankets that we laid in the grass. I sit down beside her and wrap it around both of us. She leans her head on my shoulder. Under the blanket, I grab her hand. She squeezes my hand. I smile and look at her laying in my shoulder. My life is now complete. I think. After a couple of minutes of silence, Millie exhales. "Finn?" She asks. "Do you love me?" I look at her. "Of course I do Mille." I say. "You are such an amazing person, and I've been waiting to ask you to be my girlfriend forever." She smiles and her eyes twinkle. She is so beautiful. I check the time in my phone. "It's almost 1am." I say. She turns to me. "We'd better get to sleep, we have that press stuff tomorrow." She says, disappointed. "Okay," I say standing up. I grab her hands and help her up. "Here's your jacket back," she says, taking it off and handing it to me. I wrap her up in a blanket. I pick up the other blanket and we start walking to her front door. I hand her the other blanket. "Finn," she whispers, turning toward me. "I'm glad I'm your girlfriend." I grin and blush a little bit. I look into her eyes and start leaning in. Our lips touch. Her lips are soft and warm. We hold it for for about 20 seconds and then pull apart. She smiles at me. "Goodnight Finn. I'll see you tomorrow." I grab her hand. "Goodnight Millie." I let her hand go and walk away.

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