3 years later
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millie's pov
3 years. 3 years has gone by and let's just say, it was amazing.
i'm happy now. yes i cry every now and then but that's only if i get nightmares or flashbacks. long story short, i'm happy.
i decided to try out therapy and then it worked out and it taught me how to love myself.
i'm also in my 2nd last year of college and it has been amazing.
me and the gang has met every single week and we all have maintained our relationship with each other.
me and finn? well he asked me to move in with him 2 years ago.
"finn where are you taking me?" i ask as he starts the car
"bubs you'll see when you get there" he says as i sigh
we arrive at this abandoned mansion 30 minutes later and i furrow my eyebrows getting out.
"finnie, what are we doing here?" i ask as he walks over, standing next to me
"this house was my grandmothers. apparently she left it for me and i want you to move in with me" he says as my eyes widen
"we could you know, redo everything. paint the walls and fix up everything. it'll be like our little project" he says as i smile
"so? what do you say?" he says, hope filling up in his voice
i turn to him, "i would love to move in with you"
i stand up on my tippy toes and leaned in to kiss him.
"yes!" he cheers, picking me up and spinning me as i laugh
"you're that exited to move in with me?" i laugh as he placed me back down
"of course! you're my baby!" he smashes a bunch of kisses over my face repeatedly
"i love you too baby boy" i whisper with a smile
i'm now on my way home from college since me and finn goes in on different days.
i get home and parked the car in the driveway before walking inside to be greeted by pascal.
"aww hi baby" i gush, kissing her head
"mills is that you!?" i hear finn ask
"yeah baby!" i shout, petting pascal before walking to the living room
the house is bigger than my old one and being me, i used to get lost a lot the first few months we moved in.
"hey finnie, how was your day?" i give him a kiss on the cheek
"it was okay. wrote some songs" he says as i smile, placing my bag down
"that's great!" i give him a kiss on the lips
