rejection ➸ fillie

wingman

i stare at millie intently for a good 30 seconds until she takes notice.

she moves her eyes just looking up at me. shit uh. she smirks, she raises her eyebrows as a way of saying 'what?', thats when i looked away.

"shit," I quietly mumbled.

i could feel millie still looking at me, i could just feel it.

i glance back and once i see that she is looking at me i quickly look away—i shut my eyes tightly, as i also hold my pencil tightly.

damn, why am i like this?

—

"she looked at me!" i told noah.

noah schnapp, my only friend really. a great listener, i have known him since about 1st grade. we immediately clicked. noah and i fight, it's mostly because of me honestly, whenever noah is being truthful i just can't handle it and i get angry.

"were you looking at her?" noah asked. "well yeah, but like she kept looking at me once she caught me looking at her."

"i don't know, i think she was just seeing if you were gonna look at her again." noah said.

i shook my head, "i don't know." i say looking around trying to spot millie.

and when i did i saw here there. she was...biting her lip, embarrassedly. even though it meant she was embarrassed, she still looked so cute. how can someone be so attractive? she's just sitting there.

"finn." noah called. i shot my head towards him, "yeah?" i asked. "go talk to her." he said.

i vigorously shook my head.

"come on!" noah implored. i rolled my eyes, "i can't."

"well, if you don't," noah stood up, "i'm gonna do it for you." the fuck, no.

"noah, no!" i quietly hollered, "noah, please!" I implored.

noah smiled as he started to walk to over to millie. "noah!"

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noah

i have to do this, for finn. and if she turns him down, at least he knows how she feels and it wont just eat him up inside not knowing how the girl he loves feels about him.

i really don't know if you can call what finn has for millie "love" i mean, he has never even talked to her. can you love someone you've never spoke to? or does he love her like he would love his favorite celebrity? i don't even think he knows the answer to that question.

it's not like i'm just gonna go up to her and be like "my friend, yeah, he's in love with you." i have at least a little amount of decency.

i'm simple just gonna give him a little push.

"hello, millie." i say as i take a seat in front of her.

"you know my friend, finn wolfhard? he sits next to you in fourth period."

"and how do you know that?" millie asked. "oh, believe me, he's told me." i said which caused millie to slyly smile.

"anyway." i say, "he forgot what you guys had to do for homework." I falsely frowned. "oh do you want me to tell you what—" i cut her off, "no no, i'll give you his number and you can call him and tell him." i said pulling put a piece of paper and started writing his number on it.

"are you sure? i can just—" i cut millie off again, "nope here!" i said handing her the paper, "ok bye!" i said rushing off.

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finn

shit shit shit.

here he comes, what did he say to her? did he tell her i liked her? noah has done things before but this- oh this is too far.

"you're welcome." noah said sitting down. "wh-what did you say?" i asked.

noah shrugged, "nothing. i just gave her your number, be expecting a call later tonight."

"really?" i asked. noah nodded, "i am quite the wingman if i do say so myself." noah complimented.

"oh! also, you forgot your homework."

"what?" i asked. "i told her you didn't know what to do for homework." he said.

"why?" i asked. noah rolled his eyes, "hey, just go with it."

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a/n:
ok so this probably might seem boring, i'm just building up a plot. it will get better, i promise.