vingt-deux

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3 years later

''So.''

''So.''

I glare at the lanky boy currently lying on my bed as I lay uncomfortably lie on the floor staring at the ceiling.

''I heard you and Millie are dating.'' okay i swear, i wrote this chapter before millie and jacob were dating. pls don't hate me -O🌻

He rolls to the side so his head hangs off the bed to meet my gaze.

''Oh come on Mauri. You know I don't like her like that.'' 

I roll my eyes.  

''Well how was I supposed to know. Your always talking about her, sometimes I get worried she's replacing me.''  

I'm joking, but I'm not sure he can tell.

''Once again, your stupid if-

I groan

''You think you could ever be replaced. Yeah, I know, this isn't the first time you've said it to me.''



...




We sit in silence. The award kind.

''Do you think I should've told Wyatt that I like him?''

More silence

''I mean, it's not too late is it?''

I look at the place boys face, but it's impossible to read. 

I whisper his name, and then he finally speaks.

''If that's what you want then yeah, go for it.''

A smile tugs at the sides of my lips.

He continues. ''Plus if you and Wyatt don't work out, maybe we could try something.''

My hear nearly jumps out of my chest and my whole body tingles as he looks at me. I bury my face in my pillow for a minute until I have gathered my chill, and can speak 

''I'd like that.''

Silence. But this time, it's not necessarily a bad thing. I think we both need time to recover from what was just said.


He jumps off my bed and starts pacing the room.

''So as you may know, part 2 is coming out in a month and drum roll please.''

I laugh and smack my hands vigorously onto my carpet floor.

''I need a date.'' -smootho 🌻

I smile more than I thought was even possible. Yet here we go again, I kinda wanna be more than friends🌻 The Finn Wolfhard being the one to pull me out of my darkest days, and never failing to make me smile

''So Marisol Miller, would you do me the honor of being my date to the IT premier.''

I try to speak, but I can't. So I just smile and nod my head.


whatta piece a trash. two more chapters till I finish this sorry excuse for a book. - Orion 

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