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*Millie's POV*
Was this sleepover mainly to get Julia and Finn back together?
Of course not!
The main focus of the three day weekend was to have lots of fun before starting work for a few months.
But getting them back together was my second main focus.
*Noah's POV*
So, apparently, Millie assigned me to "Finn duty". I don't even know what that means, but she said to do anything I can to make Finn and J spend time together. The sacrifices you make for your girlfriend.
*Julia's POV*
I started to zone out when Millie got to planning and scheduling. I felt like I was in class. Speaking of class, Finn graduated, I saw it all over social media. A part of me wished I could be there, but the other part said I would just weigh him down, which was true. If we were still together now, he wouldn't be going to the college he wants. Instead he would wait a year, and then go to my college.
I hate being such an anchor for people. Finn, his family, Jack, his mom, the list just keeps getting longer and longer. Nobody deserves to be held back.
I blinked back to reality and got up to go to the restroom. I was having flashbacks from our first sleepover as a group.
I remembered seeing that magazine and getting so embarrassed about liking Finn.
I remembered when we kissed each other on the cheek when he showed me where the bathroom was.
And I remembered our ten second long kiss that we were dared to do.
I looked at myself in the mirror and wiped the tears forming in my eyes away. I swallowed one of my daily pills and closed the bottle. As soon as I opened the door there he was, he was standing right in front of me. We were inches apart.
"Hey, Julia. I- um- just wanted to check up on you. You looked kinda out of it in the living room and you were in the bathroom for a long time." Finn said after a few seconds. His voice had gotten a tad deeper too.
"Oh, yeah, um, I'm fine." I didn't look him in the eye. He was still taller than me, just like when we were middle schoolers.
"Okay." He paused and looked down at my hand. "What's that?" He squinted at my bottle of pills.
"This? Oh, this? It's- it's nothing. Allergies." I lied.
"Hand it over." He crossed his arms. Full mom mode. Just like how I was on the first sleepover.
I didn't know what to do now so I just placed the bottle in his hand. I was ashamed, yes, and he was the first person in the world to know about my depression, yes, but somehow, I still trusted him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He stated rather than asking.
"I couldn't," I started.
"The prescription date goes all the way back to a year ago!" He winced.
I looked down, there was no way I could possibly hide this one.
"I'm sorry, I should have never..." I trailed off.
He stared at me with a sort of worried and surprised look, like he was afraid of what I would say next.
"I should have never answered the door." I sniffled.
"What do you mean?" His eyes widened.
"January, 2018, you brought over casserole. I answered the door. You were so fucking rude, but also cute. I fell in love with you. I fucking fell. I should have never talked to you at school. I should have never started to act. I should have just stayed home with my parents and not hurt anyone else, but myself."
"You didn't hurt me. I loved you too, Julia, I still do. Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Because I didn't want to weigh you down. I didn't want to be the one keeping you back from your destiny. You're a celebrity, I'm just a girl who got lucky."
"You are my destiny, Julia."
"Stop, I can't, I just can't. I ruin everything I try to fix. My family, my friendships, my relationships. Ruined."
"Julia..." He took me into a deep hug. I started to cry. My depression won. My cuts shown, my thoughts withered.
"I don't want to hurt you." I squeaked out in between tears.
"We can do it together. I'll give you whatever time you need. I'll wait." He spoke into my hair.
"I love you, Finn."
"I love you."
~
He wasn't standing there. I was still in the restroom, door locked, sink running, pills on the floor.
Did I overdose? Am I in heaven? Or hell? I thought.
I faintly heard a knock.
"Julia? You okay? We're about to start the first activity." It was Millie.
I was dreaming wasn't I. Finn didn't really love me, he's over me. I could never tell him about my problems. Never again.
"Coming right-t out." I slurred.
"Ok." She said.
I quickly put all the pills back in the bottle and turned off the sink. I wiped the running mascara from my eyes and fixed my hair.
