April 2015
"You're going out with him?" His eyes bulged while his hands went straight up in the air. "After everything I just told you?" he scoffed in disbelief, running his hands over the top of his hair before dropping them to his sides in defeat, "I thought I'd have a better response than this."
Millie threw her purse across the room, aiming for the kitchen table as she took three long strides over towards the blonde.
"What kind of response did you want, Finnick? Did you want me to tell you, I've been waiting for you to feel this way? That I've spent my days looking like a lost little poodle roaming the streets lonely, waiting for you to come be by my side? Five years I've just sat by and watched you love someone who wasn't me."
"Millie"
"Last year, you told me to give up. You said we would always be best friends; that nothing more would come out of this. You told me to move on and I did, I accepted it, Finnick. You can't just change your mind, it's not fair."
"You don't love him."
"I could."
"But you don't love him,"
"He loves me,"
"So do I,"
"Well it's a little too late for that."
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Short StoryWe were just a boy and girl, who happened to be best friends; that may or may not have been in love in the first place. * Two stories in one. Extended Summary within context.
