Finns pov

When I came out of the bathroom, I could hear their voices.

"You think your boyfriend can protect you, don't you? Well, that's not how it's gonna work." I heard Jacob say to Millie, walking slowly to her door.

"Finn is better than you in any possible way, you're not even close in similarities to Finn. I hate you." Millie said to Jacob, as I took another step closer. Why would she hate Jacob?

"Awww, Millie hates me? What do I do now? Oh I know what I'll do. I'll do whatever the fuck I want, and you will do what I say, too." Jacob said. Want does he mean? Why would Millie do what he says? Wait.

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After dinner, I take her up to her room, and close the door.

"Millie, who really is Jacob?" I asked her, and she furrowed her eyebrows at me. I leaned up against her door, and she stood a couple feet away from me.

"He used to be my boyfriend." She said, and she looked down to the floor.

"I heard some of your conversation when I was gone. What does me mean by you would do what he says?" I ask her, and I see her eyes widen.

"Nothing. He means nothing about it." She said, and I look into her eyes, hers still not meeting mine.

"Did he ever do things to you, like....hurt you?" I ask her, afraid to hear the answer.

"No." She whispered. She then meets my eyes, and she gets closer to me. She gets as close to me as she can, as. She starts to get on her tip toes leaning toward me. Is she going to kiss me? Our lips were very close, when she moved her whole head to the side, and pressed her cheek against mine. I can feel her warm breath against my ear and my cheek. She moved her head down a little, then moved it back up, kind of like a cat rubbing it's face against you. I think she got off of her tip toes for a second, so her head went down a little. I let the moment savor as I let out a shaky breath, and she did the same thing, too. I closed my eyes, and I felt her hand hit my side, trying to find my hand. I grab her hand, and she squeezed my hand.

"Some things..I'm just not ready to tell you. Is..that okay?" She whispered into my hear, sounding breathless.

"Yeah, it's okay. I'll always be here for you." I whispered back, feeling the warmth of her cheek press a little harder against mine. A smile formed on my face. Her cheek left mine, the warmth leaving with her. She still stood close to me, holding one of my hands. She started to walk to her bed, taking me with her. She criss crossed her legs and sat down on her bed, me doing the same. She still didn't let go of my hand.

"I know that the partner thing ends tonight, but do you want to...hang out over the weekend, too?" Millie asked me, looking down at our still connected hands. 

"Sure." I said, and she made eye contact with me, and smiled.

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Millie's pov

I woke up to it pitch dark outside. I look to my right, and Finn is right next to me, his arm around me, and I have mine over his stomach, holding his hand still. He's sleeping, and I can see all the freckles perfectly on his face, and I can see his jawline too. He looks so good without even trying. I know I shouldn't like him because of his looks, and I don't. I like him because of his personality towards me, along with his looks too. I watch his chest rise and fall at a normal pace, and I look at his hair, and it is all messed up. His curls are everywhere and some strands parted on different sides. His hair is so soft, even though I've only touched it like 2 times. He started to shift a little, and he pulled me closer to him, hugging me tighter. It gave me butterflies when he did this, even when he didn't know he did, since he's sleeping. I look over to my clock, and it says 3:00. I guess we fell asleep after dinner. The reason I asked him to hang out with me over the weekend is because I don't want to face Jacob alone. I can't. Also, I want to see Finn. He probably doesn't like me, so I'm not getting my hopes up. I was gonna kiss him yesterday, but I chickened out and just moved my head to the side. I feel Finns grip tighten on my waist, and the tight grip doesn't go away. It's not that tight, it's just tighter than before. I'm laying on my stomach while he's laying on his back, which makes it easier for my free hand to move up and touch his hair, which I do. It's soft, and of course curly. I try not to pull on it, so he wouldn't wake up. I play with his hair for a little bit, then lay onto my side, facing him, our bodies touching. I felt him pull me closer to him, and a smile formed on my face.

Oh, how I wish this can happen all the time.

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I woke up to sunlight in my room this time, hitting Finn and I directly. I'm assuming this woke him up too, because he started to shift around. I feel his thumb start to move back and forth against my waist, where his hand is. He stopped after about 5 seconds.

"Millie." Finn whispered, not moving his position. Just his voice gave me butterflies in my stomach.

"Finn." I whispered back to him, and didn't move either.

"Does your mom know that I'm here? I didn't mean to fall asleep." He whispered back, louder this time.

"I'm not sure, and it's fine. I fell asleep too." I whispered back to him. After a few seconds pass, he takes his arm from around me and uses it to lift himself up, and letting go of my other hand holding onto his. I sat up with him, and leaned back against the wall, that was right next to my bed.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how I woke up like that." Finn said, apologizing again.

"It's fine Finn." I said, looking at his hands, which were tapping against his leg.

"Are you sure?" He asked me, looking me in the eyes.

"Positive. I was comfortable, so yeah." I said, and let out a little laugh, and so did Finn. 

"Millie-

He got cut off of what he was saying to the door opening on us.

"Mom!! Sorry Finn spent the night we fell asleep before he left." I said, trying to explain to her.

"Oh, I know, I saw you guys last night. Cute couple if I do say so." My Mom told us, and I felt my cheeks burning, and I stood up, and closed the door on her, but before I closed it completely I looked at my mom with that "stop" look. She laughed and kept walking down the hall. I closed the door and turned back to Finn, and he was smiling and looking down to his hands.

"Atleast she wasn't mad, I would of been dead." I said, and he laughed. I didn't bring up the couple thing my mom said, because it would be awkward. But, he brought it up.

"Your Mom called us a 'cute couple'." He said, and we both laughed. I came over and sat down across from him, legs touching another's.

"Okay just clearing this up...we are just friends..right?" I asked him, and I saw an expression in is eyes I couldn't figure out.

"Um, yeah. If you want to be." He said, looking up from where he was originally looking to meet my eyes. I look down after a second to find his hand, and I hold it. He squeezes it, and then we look back up at each other. His lips are slightly parted, and so are mine. His freckles are very visible, more visible than last night. His hair is less messy because he fixed it a little when he woke up. He looked down to my lower face, so I'm assuming he was looking at my lips. I looked at his, and I felt him place his other hand on my leg. I didn't make a big deal about it. I felt him lean in closer to my face, so I leant in closer to his. Our foreheads hit each other's, and we paused for a second. We are about to kiss, we are about to kiss!!!! He was filling the gap between our lips, and his top lip grazed on mine before we heard someone opening the door. We both quickly moved our heads back, but we were still holding hands. We looked over to the door, and it was the no other,

Jacob.

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Oh my god when are they gonna kiss