imessage ~ millie bobby brown

perfect

~y/n~

i start tapping my foot rapidly out of nervousness. i don't have anyone with me at the moment, so im kinda just talking to myself.

like i am right now.

i can clearly see millie right now. i check my outfit real quick to make sure it's fine.

literally black jeans and a stranger things shirt

perfect

just a few more people till my turn. she hasn't even turned to see if i was there. it doesn't even feel like ive been talking to millie bobby brown for weeks. it feels like someone else. but i know her. ive seen her. we talked on the phone. 

okay 2 more people to go. i can feel myself shaking. 

shit shit shit shit shit

calm down y/n.

1 more.

oh god

fucking fuck fuckfuckfuccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk

oh shit.

its my turn.

i cant move. i keep my eyes on millie. i can see shes expecting me to go up there.

she looks up at me and her eyes widen.

god shes perfect.

~millie~

i look up and see her staring at me in shock. my eyes widen by the sight of her. i stand up from my table and run to her. 

i can tell she doesn't expect it, but i jump in her arms and hug her tightly. 

"i-i cant b-believe this is h-happening." y/n whispers unstably. i can feel myself starting to cry. the crowd around us is confused i can tell. i dont care. 

this girl doesn't know it yet, but..

i am in love with her.

shes so..

perfect.