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CAESAR SALAD AND CONFESSIONS
"did you ever fall in love?"
"mills, hey mills."
i open my eyes slowly, were am i? my vision adjusts and i recognize the treehouse. i think i fell asleep while cuddling with finn.
"sorry to wake you up but it's almost twelve, do you want to go back home?" he asks me, almost whispering, scared to talk to loud, to make me uncomfortable.
why does i feel more at home here than at my house?
"no thanks, can i eat with you? i don't want to be alone." i say, my voice showing i was sleeping minutes ago.
"uh... yeah, yeah sure" he says, he seems happy that i stay with him.
"were do you want to eat?" he ask, leaving my side. i feel cold without him next to me.
"i don't know anywhere." i answer, i'm actually really angry i didn't ate this morning.
"ok, let me think." he sit on the couch again, i put my head on his shoulder, feeling it pounding because of the fact that i cried a lot earlier.
"i know a little dinner i can take you. if it's okay with you." he propose.
"yeah of course, why wouldn't i be okay? i'm starving." i ask, giggling.
"you were very clear on the "no feelings" thing and now you want to eat with me and all." he say really quickly and look at his feets.
"it's not a date?" i demand.
"what? no, of course!" he shout.
i chuckle, he look so embarrassed.
"oh ok, i didn't thought that going on a date with me was this disgusting for you." i tease him, my head leaving his shoulder, i miss the touch right after.
"i didn't meant to-" i cut him.
"i was just kidding finnie, if it's not a date for both of us, then they're no feeling so it's okay." i state.
"well it's not really true because it's like we're friends and-"
"oh shush and come eat" i laugh and get up.
once we're down we start walking not really talking.
after maybe three minutes i feel finns fingers interlock with mine. i freak out a little in my head at the beginning and then start to relax, a smile on my face, my stomach hurting.
i know this feeling.
finn wolfhard don't give you butterflies stop being stupid.
i try to forget the thought but i can't it's still in the back of my head. i look at finn, his cheeks a light pink, making his freckles disappear a little behind the blush and his pink lips are frozen on a little smile.
he look handsome.
no millie, stop.
we arrive at the dinner, i don't know it but it looks really good.
"good morning, a table for two?" ask the waitress.
"yes please." answer finn.
she show us a little table next to a window.
"i let you two choose what you want and i come back later." she explain.
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