Polaroid Picture- Millie Bobby Brown

9

Y/n

I was so excited. But I was scared as fuck. What if she hated me. I knew she would never like me that way. I mean she didn't even like girls.

I walked over to her trailer and knocked. Almost immediately the door opened and she let me in. I looked at the place. It was quite messy. She obviously hadn't cleaned up.

"So" she said "want some pizza?" I smiled. "I'm down for anything that involves pizza."

We spent the night talking about everything and anything. One thing I noticed was that she never talked about boys. I was probably being paranoid but I couldn't help but hope.

It was finally time to sleep and she let me sleep in the bed. I kept checking with her that this was ok and she just kept nodding and smiling.

I woke up in the morning and felt arms wrapped around my waist. I snuggled deeper into the persons grasp. Wait arms around my waist. Millie was the only other person in here.

I turned round and sure enough, there was Millie, hugging me as hard as she could. I smiled at her. She was adorable. Her eyes started to open. I panicked. What if she thought— too late.

"Oh my god" she spluttered "I'm so sorry" she started getting up but I pulled her closer too me. She looked up at me. We stared at each other and she leaned in. Our lips touched and immediately I felt my heart speed up massively. I kissed her with everything I had and she kissed me back. I broke away. "Millie" I said breathless. "Will you be my girlfriend?"