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I was alone. With him. The one and only, Finn Wolfhard. We were watching the beautiful sunset, the streaks of pink, purple, and orange stretching across the sky. It was breathtaking, yet the only thing more beautiful and perfect was Finn. He is indescribable. So kind, so humble, so beautiful. The way his soft curls bounce off his head. The way his smile could light up the entire world. Does he know he is this beautiful? Does he know he is delicate? Does he know that what I know? He is perfect. No doubt about it.
We continue to peacefully watch the sunset, his gaze on the colors ahead, but my gaze directed right at him, and his perfect freckles. He turns away for a second to look my right in the eye, before I look away, embarrassed. "Millie....", he says as he begins to lean forward, me eyes already closing preparing for the sensation of his lips on mine. "Millie...."

"Millie!"
The feeling of Finn slightly pushing my shoulder wakes me up. "W-what is it?" I say, my memory filling with my dream that just felt so real 30 seconds ago. "It is time for breakfast", he says, with a chuckle. "You really like to sleep don't you?" He adds, which causes me to laugh. "Shut it, Wolfhard", I say rolling my eyes playfully. I quickly hop out of bed, as I go into the bathroom, as give my face a quick rinse before I leave the cell.

Finn and I walk down the hallway, to the cafeteria, as my dream keeps coming to my mind, refreshing my thoughts over and over again. I try to forget it and say it's nothing, but when I try, the thought of kissing Finn replaces the thought I just had before. Am I losing it? Finn doesn't like me does he? No. Millie, get it together. Don't fall for a boy again. You now what happened last time. My thoughts are interrupted my Finn clearing his throat awkwardly. "Yes Finn?" "N-nothing, um how did you sleep?" Those words made me choke on my own spit. There we go. The same thought enters my mind, Although it was already there. It always is. "It....was...okay", I say between coughs as he pats my back trying to get my breath back to its steady cycle. Just his touch makes me get goosebumps all over. Jesus calm down Millie. Stop it!

By the time I stop dying we reach the cafeteria as Finn and I get in line for breakfast. I see an unfamiliar girl approach us, with a smirk on her face. "Hey Finnie", she says with a wink, causing my heart to beat out of my chest and my breathing to become irregular again. My blood was boiling. I was pissed. No, I was jealous. Uh oh, no Millie keep calm. "Who are you?" I ask the girl, who is now flirtatiously touching his arm. "I'm Iris, and you are..?" She says, as I realize she was a bitch, and was testing the wrong girl. "I'm Millie", I say giving a fake smile, her noticing my sarcastic-ness right away. "What's a matter? Mad because i'm stealing your boyfriend?" The anger this time was more powerful, and uncontrollable. I raised my hand, and slapped her right across her face, leaving a red mark on my hand, as well as her face. Finn takes this opportunity to push her off of him, and just walk away back to the cell, completely ignoring the stared and smirks coming from other people. I went up to Iris's ear, and whispered "He might not be mine, but he sure as hell isn't yours." And with that, I swiftly walk away, still leaving her shocked, and I go to find Finn.

I push the cell door open, seeing Finn lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "Finn, I-I'm sorry", I simply state, regret in my voice from my previous actions. "Millie, what are you sorry for?", he asks, not getting off the bed and coming towards me. "I-I don't know, Finn. I just-" I am quickly cut off by Finn hugging me tightly, my eyebrows furring in confusion as to why we would do so. I just hug back, a wave of relief flowing through my body, as I feel grateful that he isn't mad at me. "I'm not mad Millie. Thank you. She has always tried to hook up with me, and every time she gets worse." He states, as I roll my eyes at the thought of that same bitch again. "Don't worry Finn, I will protect you from that crazy hoe", I say, as he slightly chuckles me joining in seconds after. We release the hug, as we just stare into each other's eyes. "Millie?" "Yes?" I ask not knowing what he will ask next. "Were you jealous of her?" He asks, my face turning red from embarrassment and anger. "N-no", I stutter, looking down right away. He grabs my face with his soft hands, and looks me dead in the eye. "Are you sure, because it's okay if you were", he says slightly joking and slightly being serious. "I'm sure, Wolfhard." I say smirking and rolling my eyes playfully. "Well, I wouldn't blame you if you were you know? I'm pretty handsome", Finn begins to brag, as I just laugh in response.

Yes, you are Finn.

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