A look in somebody's eyes
To light up the skies
To open the world and send me reeling
A look that says, I'll be here
And you'll be alright.
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Millie had somehow let Finn convince her to take another shot.
She knew she shouldn't have but she was having fun. She had never been to a place like this and she was fascinated by it all. The people dressed in dark clothes like the ones she was in, the layer of smoke that hung around like a thick fog, the sound of the music blasting all around her. She loved it all.
"Have I really been missing out on this?" She asked Finn as a song finished and everyone cheered loudly.
"I mean, when I came here I was sixteen and had a fake ID to get in...so yeah," he said with a smile.
"I thought you weren't a bad boy?" Millie teased.
Finn rolled his eyes, "And I thought you were a sweetheart."
Millie laughed, "Touché."
"Are you ready to go now?" Finn asked as another song started up. The two had been there for almost two hours now, and it was nearing two in the morning.
"Already?" Millie asked with a pout. Finn couldn't help but smile as she pushed her bottom lip out.
"We have other things I wanted to do," Finn said with a nod.
Millie sighed but nodded, "Alright."
Finn grabbed her hand again and pulled her through the crowd and out the door that led to the stairs. They got to the motorcycle and Millie's eyes seemed to light up just a little. Finn grabbed the helmet he had let Millie wear before and set it over her head. He looked down at her, amused at how she looked with the helmet covering her whole head and face. He smiled at the sight before turning around and putting his own helmet on.
Millie couldn't help but be thankful that her face was hidden or else Finn would see the goofy grin she was giving him right back.
She climbed on after he did and wrapped her arms around him once again. She could feel his warmth through his jacket from being inside the warm room before. The motorcycle roared to life again and she gripped the front of his shirt in her hands. She felt the wind blow through her own thin jacket as they rode, her heart picking up speed as the bike did. It was exhilerating to be on it as the lights of the city passed them by.
The ride was shorter than Millie had expected. Finn parked the bike in some parking lot before gesturing for Millie to follow him. They came to a small walkway where there were lots of people.
"What if someone recognizes us?" Millie asked while she put her head down.
"Our hair is covered and we aren't really in nice clothes, so we should be fine," Finn said as they started to pass by people.
"But what if someone still does recognize us?" Millie said tugging his sleeve a little.
He stopped and looked to her. Some of her hair was still sticking to her face because of how sweaty she had gotten earlier. Her makeup was smudged but still looked good, and her face was filled with worry.
Finn shrugged, "Then we run."
Millie scoffed as he turned around and continued walking. She followed, having to take quick steps to keep up with his long strides.
"Your legs are probably taller than my entire body, could you slow down," she said as she finally caught up.
He laughed and started to walk like he was in slow motion, Millie covering her face and groaning, "You're so fucking embarrassing!"
