Always - Fillie

Fifteen - I care

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Millie woke up that morning feeling delighted. She was the happiest she had been in a long time. She felt like a teen again, experiencing her feelings for someone.

She stood up from bed, made her way to the kitchen and prepared herself a little bowl of fruit salad right before getting ready to go to work.

She was really excited to see the boy she had kissed the day before. The only preoccupation she had inside her head on the way there was if it was too soon to greet him with a kiss or a hug.

She arrived at the set and went first to the head trailer, where the whole cast and crew hung out in their free time. Everyone talked and ate there, since there was a coffee machine and always a plenty of cookies available (not when Millie ended them).

But when she got into the little room full of the people she saw everyday she was shocked.

No. No way. It couldn't be true.

Finn with another girl the day after they shared such an incredibly passionated kiss? It wasn't possible.

She looked at the scene. It was Lucy,
oh that bitch.
she was the girl she didn't like since day one of filming and now had a motive for it.

You couldn't see clearly how Finn was reacting to her, since he had his back turned to Millie. But Lucy was all over him, totally flirting in front of everyone.

As soon as she could she just ran away of everything. She couldn't be there, she just couldn't. She would've called Shawn later to tell him she was sick or something but she couldn't be in that area. She felt contaminated.

As soon as she got home, she threw herself on the couch and bursted in tears.

After everything. It hurt so much. She waited, thought and dreamed about that kiss and him for so many days and nights and now it was all thrown away.

It hurt more than she remembered from the last time. Because now the feelings were stronger, she wasn't a teen anymore she was an adult. And her feelings grew with her along the way.

They were new feelings. They had new strength, intensity and side effects. The only thing that didn't change was the person they were towards, who was now, coincidentally, calling and texting her which she ignored.

3 calls missed from Finn

Finn:
hey mills

Finn:
shawn told me u were sick, how are you? if you need something let me know okay?

Finn:
mills? worried abt u

She just didn't want to respond. Maybe it was too childish of her to react that way about something she didn't know how exactly happened but the next thing she knew was that he was standing at her door and would eventually knock at it.

He knew her. He didn't know exactly what happened but he knew how she behaved in situations she wasn't comfortable. She would ignore everyone and just stay there alone.

Knock.

"Come back later." She shouted from the couch, sniffling.

Knock.

"Jesus." She sighed, getting up from the couch and wiping her salty tears from her red cheeks.

She opened her door and saw the figure she was trying to get away from.

"Hey." He greeted her. "Can I come in?"

"I-It's not a good time right now, Finn." She looked down.

"Are you okay?" He pulled her for a hug but she denied it, pushing his arms out of her. "What's wrong?"

"Just leave it." She said.

"You can talk to me." He looked into her eyes.

"The problem is that I care, Finn." She slammed the door after he walked inside.

He stood in front of her perplexed.

She couldn't hold back her feelings anymore and the tears kept coming, like a river. "I care." She sobbed.

"What-what do you mean, Mills?" He approached her, worried about how she was feeling.

"I- I just..." She took a deep breath. "I like you, Finn." She looked at him and then directly at the floor.

"And yesterday's kiss probably didn't mean much to you but it meant to me. I saw you and Lucy today. Because apparently I care more than you actually do." She said as one more year rolled down her face.
"Because you don't like me that way, do you?" She asked as the ache kept hurting more inside her chest. "Do you?"

He simply kissed her, even more passionately than the day before. One of the greatest kisses both had ever had in their lives, if not the best.

"Did that answer you question?" He put a hand on her right cheek and smiled, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. "Because if it didn't I wouldn't mind doing it again." He chuckled and she nodded. "But now, seriously, I hate seeing you sad."

"I was just concerned." She walked towards the couch, followed by him.

"Concerned that I wasn't gonna like you back? How couldn't I?" He sat down next to her. "Wait a second." He stood up and left to the kitchen.

Leaving a happy but embarrassed Millie. She worried too much and that embarrassed her. She had just overthought and, even though everything was alright now, he probably thought she was crazy for seeing things that way.

"I'm sorry." She looked at him as he sat next to her with a Ben and Jerry's cup of ice cream and two spoons.

"About what?" He asked confused.

"Everything. I overthought, about you and Lucy. It was literally nothing and I-"

"Look." He lifted her chin. "It's not something bad, okay? It means you care. You care about things and that's something precious in life. You don't take things for granted."

He truly appreciated that. Because these days people just keep taking everything for granted, people, moments or things but they can eventually go away. He also liked people that cared because when someone cares much that means they'll always try to make things work and that they have enough self respect to leave when they aren't being well treated and when they realize they deserve better. And hurting her wouldn't be ever on his to-do list.

"Forget about everything for a moment okay?" He said calmly, reassuring her. He turned on the TV and opened Netflix. "What do you think of Friends? Do you wanna watch it?"

She nodded and he pressed play on episode number one 'The Pilot'.

"Come here." He opened her arms and she immediately cuddled up against his chest. "Everything will be okay I promise." He kissed her forehead and both fell asleep a couple episodes after.

Maybe things were slowly fitting in,

finally.