An entrie for #DZFFA
Keep Your Mouth Shut. Hm, what is it about?
Meg and her parents are friends with Milo's mom. They met when they were kids, but then something happened. Meg nor Milo know what happened between their parents'. Milo moved away wit...
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____________________________________ (Narrator *me*) The next morning, Meg was still with Milo. They were both sitting at the couch, Meg had her head resting on Milo chest. Milo had both of his arms wrapped around Meg's small body, he rested his chin on top of Meg's head.
"Mi, um. . ." Meg began, but then she cut herself off.
"What?" Milo looked down at Meg.
"Were you alright when you left? How were you?" Meg asked.
"I. . . I was fine." Milo stammered.
"Milo, you weren't fine." Meg told him.
"Well, you weren't fine either." Milo snapped, his expression changed.
"Mi, I know you're going through a lot right now. . . But it doesn't mean you have to act like that." Meg separated from him.
"I'm sorry." Milo frowned, he wrapped his arms around Meg once more.
Meg gave him a small smile. "It's alright."
"Meg, did anything happen while I was gone?" Sadness flashed in Milo's eyes.
"Yes. . . Well nothing really." Meg responded.
"Peyton was with you, right?" Milo made Meg sit on his lap.
"Mi, don't get jealous." Meg shook her head.
"I'm not jealous." Milo's eyes weren't meeting Meg's.
"You're jealous!" Meg ruffled Milo's hair.
"No!" Milo tried to pull away from Meg.
Meg had stopped ruffling Milo's hair. "Mi, don't get jealous, okay? You know that I'll only choose you."
Milo smiled, he kissed Meg's cheek. "I love you, Blondie."
"I love you too." Meg held Milo's hand. ____________________________________
Milo could not stop thinking about Meg. . . There was something much more to her. . . And her relationship with Peyton. Milo couldn't stand the thought of Meg being with another guy. . . He didn't want to sound possessive, but Meg was his girlfriend. No one was going to change Meg's mind about him.
"Mi, what's wrong?" Meg cupped one side of Milo's face with her hand.
"Nothing. . . I just need time to think." Milo pulled Meg's hand away.
"Is it about what happened at school yesterday?" Meg guessed.
Milo shook his head, he looked irritated. "No, I just--"
"I know what's wrong, Milo. You don't have to keep hiding the truth." Meg looked into Milo's light brown eyes.
"I just don't like you being with Peyton." Milo confessed.
