20 - it's okay
millie's pov
fuck fuck fuck
what the hell was happening?! my head span and i could barely look in wyatts direction as he carried noah on his shoulder. it felt as if i was the one who had been beaten up. my breaths came short and shallow. as if there wasn't any air around me. just space.
it occurred to me then that i had stopped moving, my legs weren't working. i stared forward and felt a single tear roll down my cheek.
"millie?" i heard finn say softly, realising i wasn't walking beside him. i smiled weakly. "i'm okay.." i whispered, wiping the tear off my cheek.
he approached me and put his hands on my shoulders. noticing my heavy breathing his expression softened. "it's going to be okay." he told me, wiping another tear from under my eye. i just gazed at him.
"you feel shitty now because you've had so much to drink, noah's going to be okay, it's really not a big deal. everything will be fine tomorrow. it's okay."
-
we arrived at cabin eight and i asked finn the time, the numbers on my watch wouldn't stay still. he checked his own and told me it was almost midnight. i nodded and stumbled over to his bed, slumping down on the mattress. he smiled and sat down next to me. wyatt and jack were staying with noah in cabin six so it was just the three couples left. well.. finn and i weren't really a couple but.. whatever.
"are you feeling okay?" he asked me, we were sat so close. almost touching. it was nice that he cared about me.. i nodded and leaned into him, placing my head on his shoulder.
"i'm sorry." i whispered, closing my eyes.
"you have no reason to be." finn said, rest in his head on mine. i smiled, keeping my eyes shut. i felt like if i opened them again the lights would blind me. so i let it stay dark.. and it did.
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i opened my eyes slowly, blinking the sleep out of my them. i looked at my watch, glad the numbers had stopped swimming a little bit. it was just gone three am. it was silent so i guessed everyone was asleep, straining to remember what had happened i realised that i had fallen asleep with finn on his bed, i smiled, feeling his warmth as his arms were wrapped round my tightly.
turning over, i looked at his face. he was fast asleep, eyes still. i gazed at him for what felt like years, tracing his freckles with my eyes. my stare travelled over his face, his closed eyes, to his nose, landing on his mouth.
i desperately wanted to kiss him.
there and then.
but i couldn't do that when he was asleep.
i knew that was wrong.
i smiled as he stirred and pulled me slightly closer. i planted a tiny light kiss on his soft lips and rested my head back down on the pillow. closing my eyes to drift back off until the morning.
