The Fan (Fillie) //COMPLETED//

Trains Derailed

We all got in the cramped elevator again. Izzat and Emmy has gotten really close to each other since that moment when he picked her up and fell into the pool together. Izzat has staring ahead while she gave secret glances at him. I squeeze Finn's to get his attention. He looks at me motioning to them, a smile growing on his face.

"It's only 4:30. Izzat and Emmy, are you free at 5:00 for a walk in the park?" Finn randomly asks them. What is he doing?

"Um-yeah. I have nothing going on." Izzat answers and Emmy nods her head in agreement.

"Great! Well, I'm busy with Millie. You guys have fun."

Izzat's and Emmy's faces dropped when he said that. Cheeky motherfucker.... I love him. We all laugh at their reaction and Finn's trick getting them together. Emmy's face flushed and looked the other direction. I could see her discomfort and, apparently, Izzat did too because he casually slips his hand into hers. She's still looking the other direction but her shoulder slackens.

That all happened in one elevator ride. The van was already waiting for us at the front entrance, parked there with the engine on, like it was ready to go. We all went inside, Finn to my right but this time, Caleb to my left. Izzat and Emmy were now sitting in the middle row together, hands still intertwined. One by one, the driver dropped us off at our destinations. The supposed couple looked so down when Emmy had to go. But when she was about to go in her hotel, her mouth was wide open like she was screaming or laughing.

Finn decided to go to his condo later on, so he got dropped off with us. We went to our rooms in silence until we reached the hallway.

"I'm going to get dressed properly for Emmy." he says to us in the hallway.

"So it's a date?" I question him. I just want to confirm my suspicions.

"No, its not- Do you know what? Fuck it. Yes, I'm going to go on a date with Emmy Gravelly, one of the most beautiful girls my eyes laid upon!" he says with pride in his voice. My heart melts at his bravery to just say that in front of us, something I would never do to anyone, even to him.

"I'm proud of you, man. Have fun." Finn says to him. He smiles back to him.

"Thanks, you too. Don't go too far." he smirks at us while slowly walking into his room, finger-gunning at us as well.

Blush crept upon my cheeks at his comment. Don't go too far? Does he think we will do....other stuff? I look at Finn's face to see he was blushing too. I shake my head and drag him into my room, pulling his hand forcefully. Once he closed the door, I smashed my lips into his, surprising him but he did not retract. The sparks always surprised me for some reason, like every time we kiss, it gets incredibly more powerful. He puts his hands on my waist and pushes me gently against the wall. I wrap my arms around his neck and put my hands in his hair, tugging it lightly. He groans in the kiss every time I tug his hair, making me giggle lightly. All this time, our lips never parted or moved even a millimeter away from each other. Or like Finn would say, a Millie-meter. After about 5 minutes of this, he gets out of the kiss to catch his breath.

"Wait. What about Izzat saying that we shouldn't-" I cut him short by putting my finger to his lips.

"So what? Now he's my mom? He's probably doing that with Emmy right now." he rolls his eyes at me.

"How about your actual mom?" he deadpans.

"Then let's be a little quick." I lean in again and kiss him again. We went for it for about a minute before I had an idea. I push him off me gently.

"Wait, I got an idea." I lead him to my bed and tell him to sit down. Then, gently, I sit on his lap, my legs wrapped around his waist. We continued where we left off, his hands at my waist, my arms around his neck and hands in his hair. Our lips were in sync, the kiss passionate yet gentle. I felt his tongue going around the rim of my bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. I parted my lips slightly and he immediately snaked his tongue into my mouth. My heart beat immediately quickened when he did that, much faster than before. Our tongues now danced around each other, fighting for dominance. He retracted his tongue but was still kissing me. He slowly made a slow path from my lips to the line of my jaw. It made me a little ticklish but also gave a satisfying pleasure. His lips felt wet against my jaw, giving little kisses all over. He then moved slowly further down, to my neck. I groan when he started to suck it lightly, giving me an uncontrollable feeling inside me but my senses got back to me.