Tame (Fillie Fanfic) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 21- Kisses & Lipstick

Chapter 21- Kisses & Lipstick

*MILLIE'S POV*

My bare legs squirmed on the soft mattress, I have forgotten what a real bed feels like. Noah turned on the TV, after a long time of binge watching the medical television show I felt the denim cloth clinging onto Noah's leg glide onto my skin. Soon enough, our legs were tangled up together but we didn't say anything. I saw Noah's eyes trace my hand up and down every now and then, I finally sat up in front of him and he paused the show.

"Something's wrong" I mumbled.

"What do you mean?" He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Noah, you're watching me like a hawk, like I am going to blow up any second and...and try to kill myself." I twiddled with my thumbs insanely, he quickly placed his hand on top of mine to calm them, and leaned over.

"It's not that, Millie. I- it's just that, you look so beautiful" he stuttered. My eyes shot up and I saw the unspoken truth in his eyes, this whole time I thought he was just helicoptering over me, but instead he was admiring me.

*NOAH'S POV*

"It's not that, Millie. I- It's just, you look so beautiful" I finally admitted. I felt her hands slowly stop fidgeting and her eyes shot up at me. She looked so beautiful with her bare face, the way her amber eyes brightened every time she saw something surprising happen in her favorite show, the way the tips of her fingers melted into my skin when she squeezes my arm because the blood on the TV makes her squirm, and the tiny beauty mark on her right cheek that stands out when she smiles.

"Thanks Noah" the tiny scratch in her throat squeaked as she whispered, her arms gently wrapped around me and she hid her face in the crook of my neck. Her hot breaths traveled up my ear and she gently placed a light kiss on me. My spine froze as I felt her move down to my neck and she kissed me again. I knew where this was going. It was wrong, but I didn't want to stop myself. I love her.

*MILLIE'S POV*

"Millie..." he said with his breath, practically unable to function with the way I was touching him.

"Hm?" I smiled against his cheek, and finally my lips traveled to his. I climbed on top of him closing the gap in between our lips, we kissed for a few minutes but it felt like hours. After tossing and turning, he was on top of me, his mouth meeting my neck and ear.

His hand started to gently slide up my skirt and a feeling of discomfort suddenly washed over me. I started to turn my face away from his when he tried to kiss me, but he was still in the moment practically savoring every kiss and touch, unable to sense my discomfort.

My legs start squirming and I pushed him off of me, "Charlie!" Noah quickly gets off of me with both of us gasping for air.

"Charlie? Millie, is everything alright?" He put his hand on my face but I scurried away from him out of fear, my actions controlled by pure instinct. "Mills- I'm sorry. Please tell me what's wrong."

I must have shouted it loudly, Noah's mum rushed into the room, and furrowed her brows. She quickly wrapped her arms around me and kissed my forehead, "What the hell happened? Millie, is everything alright?"

And suddenly, I remembered.

*FINN'S POV*

We stood in the hotel lobby. I watched as the tourists flocked in and out in their loud clothes, with their obnoxious conversations.

"Let's go see the magic show..." a bored looking woman said to her equally bored looking husband.

"Oh my god! BRITNEY!" yelled some 40 year old woman

"All you can eat buffet" said some fat guy walking by, yeah like you really need that  I thought. Get yourself a diet coke while you're there I smirked to myself.

God dammit, their lives must be so fucking perfect, but so fucking dull if they've come to the city that never sleeps for that. They make me sick. I want adventure, and I'm going to find it no matter what, I won't settle for anything less. I've settled my whole damn life, thinking it was all I deserved. Parents that don't love each other, let alone me, a life of mediocrity, letting people walk all over me, thinking I didn't matter, that my feelings didn't matter. Today was the day it was going to stop, I was going to take charge of my life, and Nick was going to help me, my own flesh and blood, if he couldn't understand what I needed, then who the hell could? Her. No, I can't think like that, not now, not this time. But...

"Hey, Finn...Finn!" I saw Nick waving his hands in front of my face.

"Sorry, I must have zoned out" I answered, shaking my head slightly to clear my unwelcome thoughts.

"Come on bro', room is secured! A twin on the 18th floor, should be quite the view" he said, sticking his thumbs in his lapels and looking cocky.

"Nice!" I said enthusiastically, slapping him on the back. "Seriously, thanks man, this is gonna be great, just what I need...thank you" I repeated, sincerely.

"Hey, dude, don't get all girly on me, ok? Now grab the bags and let's go."

"Why do I have to carry everything?" I grunted, as we reached the elevators, "that's what the fucking bell hops are for!"

"OK Finn, number 1, I'm paying for all of this, so you do the carrying...number 2, I'm paying for all this, and I'm not wasting my money on tips for idiots who carry bags for a living."

"Oh, when you put it like that, yeah, fair enough."

Nick was right, the view from the room was amazing, the window stretched the entire length of the room and I could see the whole strip. It was starting to get dark, the neon lights making the city look like some crazy man's Christmas tree. I smiled to myself, this is going to be fucking awesome.