The Fan (Fillie) //COMPLETED//

What Is Wrong With Him?

We hung out for awhile, awkward tension in the air. Now that Izzat knows about it, I think he feels guilty about not being there, not protecting me. After a little awhile, he excuses himself and leaves the room. Finn and I sit down on my bed, our hands molded together. I felt his thumb stroking the side of my hand, giving me a satisfying tingle up my body. Just being with him makes me 800% more comfortable, not just doing things but also about myself. We were silent for awhile, staring into each other's eyes.

"I always taste mangos when I kiss you. What is it?" he asks me out of nowhere. His question is awfully close to what Izzat said to me, in the exact same spot.

"It's my lip balm. It's mango flavoured." I answer him just like I did to Izzat.

"For some reason, I have a craving for mangos now."

He leans and kisses me. The sparks went through my body again, like all the other times but I can never brace myself for it. It made me feel rejuvenated and energized, like all the stress and worry just got replaced with love and passion. He wraps his arms around my waist and I do the same around his neck, deepening the kiss. I could feel his warm breath against my lips, smelling kinda minty. I wonder if he brushed his teeth just for this kiss. My arms still wrapped around his neck, I use my hands to go through his thick, curly hair. One of his hands cupped my cheek, his fore finger tracing my jawline. We were in the secret universe again, not caring about anything around us. Our eyes are always closed when we kiss. We kept going for awhile until there was a squeaky sound entering our universe.

We frantically pull away from each other and see my mom enter the room, hands full with some paper bags. She looks up at us, almost falling down at the sight of us, in each other's arms and our hair probably messed up. While her jaw was dropping, I was panicking inside. Shit. You ruined our moment! But I was way too scared to say that.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Brown?" Finn said casually, but it sounded more like a question. My mom's mouth open and closed like a fish out of water. She quickly regained herself and straightened her posture.

"Well," she finally said, "I did not expect you to be doing that in my room but you are teenagers." She sighed and rubbed her head with hand like she had a headache.

"I-I'm sorry mom. We didn't kn-" she stops me before I could say anything else by raising her hand.

"Finn," she looks at him, "you are a good and caring boy. I'm glad you are together but please keep that out of our room." we both nod. She leaves the paper bags in the closet and walks out. Before she left, I told her about our plans to go to the pool. She agrees and left. I look at Finn before we started laughing hysterically.

"Millie, your mom is awesome." Finn says to me.

"Where do you think I get it from?"

"Don't get too cocky. Come on. It's about time to go." he grabs my hand, our stuff ready, and walk out.

I knock on Izzat's door to tell him it was time to go. He answers the door with a smile but I could see a hint of a wince in his expression. He had the same black and gray duffel bag from the other night.

We started to walk together to the lobby of the hotel, but I noticed something was wrong with Izzat. He still had a wince on his face, a little limp with both of his legs, like he was forcing himself through concrete. Finn didn't seem to notice and Izzat is trying to hide it but I caught on. I pretend I didn't notice and look forward. What is wrong with him?

A van was parked in the hotel parking lot, the front window rolled down to show Noah sitting shotgun, waiting for us."Come on love birds! You guys are slow! Plus the third wheel!" Noah shouted at us about 15 yards away. Finn and I smile but I look back to see Izzat frustrated, like he didn't want to be here. Our hands still interlock, Finn and I run to the van and open the door to be greeted by the whole ST kid cast. (Sadie is not in the story but she is part of it. I just forgot to include her) Before I go in, I look behind me to see Izzat staggering to the van, with tiny little hops. What is wrong with him?

The three of us sat in the back seat, Finn to my right and Izzat to my left. I was too scared to ask Izzat what was wrong, thinking he will get mad or will ignore me. I tried to mind my own business but I couldn't help think about my friend. There was a conversation in the front of the car.

"Hey guys! Look at this video." Gaten said. Everyone turned to his phone that he held in the air.

All the guys were laughing while I look at Emmy, who was looking back at me. We roll our eyes practically at the same time, kind of like boys. Maybe I judged her too quickly, maybe she is a lot better than I thought, maybe she can be a potential best girl friend.