You're the one//Fillie-Fack

~i might like him

Millies Pov

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Jack looks at his phone as he's typing. I watch as he types, Finn:), into the name thing above Finn's phone number. I look up and see Finn and his friends skating away down the road.
"I never thought i'd fake date a bi guy." Jack puts his phone in his pocket. "Well if you fake breakup, hit me up with his number." I laugh and Jack rolls his eyes. "I just don't get why he needs to make her jealous with a dude. Like why not get some pretty girl to do it. Like you." I look at Millie.
"Me? No. I'm not pretty enough. But if you weren't gay, I'd bang." I laugh. "Ew." Jack looks at me with his eyebrows furrowed. "Let's go." He takes my hand and we walk to my house.
We notice three skateboards on the lawn in front the the house next to mine. "No-" Jack says, as the three boys walk out of the front door. Finn has a water bottle while the other two have sodas.
"Hey bubba." Finn says, noticing us. "Can't get enough of me, can you." Finn smiles. "Shit." Jack whispers under his breath. "Millie is that your mom calling us? We gotta go." I say, walking toward the front door.
"Ok. Text you tonight cupcake!" Finn yells as the door closes. We heard laughing outside and see Finn and his friends sitting on their skateboards. "I hate this already." Jack gives me a sarcastic smile.
"Just break up with him." I say. "Nah. I can break his heart. I know how it feels." Jack says. "But it's not like the relationship is real." I say. "But I just can't." Jack looks down. "Tomorrow will be hell." He looks back up at me.
"I have to go to school with lord snooty."

Jacks Pov

My phone buzzes as I climb into my bed. I have the light turned off I'm just on my phone.
Finn:) - I'll pick you up at 7:30.
Jack - you don't have to do that
Finn - that's too bad. What's your adress
Jack - why would I tell you
Finn - cause i'm picking you up
Jack - not if I don't give you my adress
Finn - don't be a stubborn ass
Jack - fine 353 Mirkwood lane
Finn - night <3
I roll my eyes as I turn off my phone and plug it in next to my bed.
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I wake up to my alarm and turn it off. I get dressed and go downstairs. I notice my dad isn't sleeping on the couch. He must've slept in his bed like a decent person would. I walk to the kitchen and grab an orange. I grab my backpack and start to walk toward the door, noticing it's 7:30.
I feel a pair of hands wrap around my neck. He spins me around tightening his grip so I can't breath.
"Buy your own food. I make the money around here and pay for the house. You should be lucky you still have a room." I can smell the alcohol in my dad's breath. "Yes father." I say, handing him the orange when he releases me.
"Now go." He says, pushing me to the door. I see a grey jeep parked in front of my house and I can see the outline of a tall boy with curly hair sitting inside. I walk over to it and hop inside, still recovering from my dad choking me.
"You seem breath taken." Finn says as soon as the door closes. "How so?" I ask, trying to breath normally. "What's that on your neck?" Finn leans over. "Just start driving." I say, gently putting my hands on my neck, and wincing in pain.
"Holy shit is that a hand mark?" He asks, taking my hand off my neck. "Dude what happened?" Finn asks, looking at my neck. "Who did this? I will kill-" "We're not actually dating. Remember? You don't have to be protective." "Right but-" "Just drive." I say, putting my hand back over my neck.
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You can learn a lot about a person, just by spending a day with them. Finn isn't as sketchy as he seems. He's popular, gets fine grades, and plays a lot of sports. He also lives with his grandma and his parents live in Vancouver.
Overall, he's not as bad of a person as he seems.
His ex girlfriends name is Sadie Sink. She dumped him when she found out he is bi from one of his friends, who by the way, he is no longer friends with. She didn't want to date him because she was creeped out by the fact he could also like a guy while she was dating him.
The final bell rings and I go back to where he parked his car this morning. "Hey bubba. How was your day?" He asks, getting into his car. "Don't call me that." I say. "And my day was fine." I add.
"Your neck is worse. Are you sure your ok?" He asks and I nod. "I'm fine.
"Who did this? I just want to know, being the caring person that i am." Finn smiles. "Um," I hesitate. "It wasn't one of your parents, was it?" He asks and I look at him. Our eyes meet and he raises his eyebrows.
"I have this sleeping problem where, I, choke myself in my sleep." I say the last part rather quickly. "I don't think that's the case." Finn says. "You know you can tell me." He smiles. I suddenly feel... safe. Wanted. Loved.
"My dad." I look down. "But he normally isn't like this. He normally just sleeps all day but last night he went drinking with some friends and when he starts he doesn't stop till he passes out." I quickly add before Finn says anything.
"What about your mom?" Finn asks. "I'm not ready to tell you." I say, holding back tears. "I've only told Millie." I say. "Isn't she like, you're only friend?" Finn asks. "Well, yes." I say. "But for real if you ever need to come over to my house it's always open." He says.
"Thanks but, my dad gets mad when I sleep at other people's houses." i pause. "Even though he doesn't like me sleeping at my own house..." Finn starts the car. "Damn. i thought my life sucked." He starts backing out of the parking spot. "I mean, sorry." He says and I smile to myself.
I watch him. He's focused on the road, but very relaxed in his seat. His dark brown eyes glance over to me. He looks back at the road as we come to a stop sign. He turns his head and looks at me.
He smiles and I smile. He takes his hands off the steering wheel. He looks down to my lips, And I stay focused on his eyes. As if by force, i feel myself moving forward. I hear a honk and we both jump. He puts his hands back on the steering wheel. He looks back at the road and looks in the rear view mirror to see an angry person behind us.
He presses on the gas and we go past the stop sign and into my neighborhood. I lean my head on my hand and glane over at him.
I might actually like him. For who knows.

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wow i'm on a posting streak also i hope your enjoying my story so far hehe