Finns pov

"Why aren't you out there dancing with some girl?" Millie asked me, slurring her words a little. She's getting drunk.

"Millie Brown, are you getting drunk?" I ask her. She got up and stood next to me leaning her back against the counter.

"No. Are you getting drunk?" She asked me. Yeah, I almost finished my drink, so yeah, probably.

"No." I said.

"Come on." Millie said, taking my arm. She went over by the staircase, leading upstairs. She stopped at the very end of the staircase, in the hallway nobody was in.

"What are we doing here?" I asked her, and she smiled at me.

"What do you think we are doing here?" She asked me.

"I don't know." I said, looking down at her. She got really close, and I thought she was about to kiss me, but she went over to the side of my face.

"Show me your room." She said, which made me smile. I grabbed her hand and took her upstairs, and I went into my room. I let her in, and she looked around.

"Neat." She said.

"Why did you wanna see my room?" I ask her.

"So nobody can see us." She said, coming closer to me.

"Why wouldn't we want anyone to see us?" I ask her, backing up to the door, as she comes closer.

"So they wouldn't see us doing this." She said, right before she placed her lips onto mine. I was shocked at first, but then I went back into it. I moved off the door and flipped her so she's against the door, and I can hear her giggle as she's kissing me. I move my hand over to find my doorknob, and I lock the door. She puts her legs around me as I lift her up and take her to my bed. I gently placed her down and stopped kissing her. I got on top of her and kissed her, putting both of my hands on the side of her head, so I don't put much weight on her.

"If Sadie finds us, she will kill me. Then again, I like you, so I don't care." She said, after we paused for a second. Millie likes me??

"Well I like you too." I said too. Then I remembered, we were drunk. She won't remember this tomorrow, and I won't either. I went back in and kissed her, and I felt her tugging my hair. I stopped kissing her so she could catch her breath, and I started to kiss her neck, trailing down. I heard her gasp, so I stopped kissing her neck and came back up and kissed her on the lips. We were kissing for a while until I leaned back, letting her breathe.

"Finnie....I'm tired." She said, which made me smile. I got off of her and laid down on the bed next to her, and eventually falling asleep.

We won't remember this tomorrow, so it's all good.

Millie's pov

I woke up to falling off of my bed, onto the ground.

"Owwww" I said, then I felt my head, too. My head hurts really bad. Then I looked around, and this wasn't my room. It looked familiar though. I got up and saw Finn, on the bed. Wait, what??? He was waking up, and looked around and saw me.

"Millie?? What are you doing here??" He asked in his morning voice.

"What am I doing here?? What happened last night??" I asked him, and I sat down on the bed, and I remembered. It call came flooding back. I'm assuming Finn remembered too, because we looked at each other, and our mouths dropped.

"Oh my god." We said at the same time. I remember everything that happened last night. I'm so stupid!!! I told Finn I liked him, but he told me he liked me back. Were we both just drunk talking??

"Finnie, huh?" He said before laughing, and I just put my hands in my face.

"I like it." He said, and I looked up at him, he had a smile on his face, and I smiled, and hit him in the arm.

"Shut up." I said. He smiled at me.

"Okay, but just to certify, we do not like each other, it was just drunk talk. And we will forever forget what we did and said. Especially the kissing." I said.

"Sure, but you can't really forget about the kiss. It was a pretty good one." He said, and I felt warmth coming into my cheeks. I looked away from him, not wanting him to see me blush.

"Is the Millie Bobby Brown, blushing??" He said, and I turned back to him with a mean stare.

"No." I said, and got up from the bed. I was assuming my hair was a mess, so I put up in a bun, letting my baby hairs down with it. I looked at his hair, and it was all messed up. I smiled and shook my head, and I tried to open the door, but then forgot Finn locked it, so I unlocked it and walked out. Finn walked out with me, and we both saw it was a mess.

"Let me help you clean up." I said, and he nodded. It took us about an hour to clean it all up, and then it looked good.

"Do you want to stay and hang out?" He asked, which made me turn to him.

"I would have to change first. Let's just hang out at my house, my mom isn't home." I said, and he winked at me.

"Shut up, Finn." I said, grabbing my phone. He laughed. I waisted for him to change, and when he came back out he was wearing a plain black shirt with some black joggers. He put on some shoes, and his hair was less messed up. I laughed at him.

"Why are you laughing at me?" He asked, which made me laugh even harder.

"Look in the mirror, Finn." I said, and he walked to the mirror, and he saw all of the red lipstick on him from me last night.

"Come here." I said, and took him to the kitchen, and he sat down on a chair. I grabbed a paper towel and out some hot water on it, and went back up to him and started to wipe it off. I put my hand on the side of his face to do it, and I can feel him staring at me. I finally looked up at him, and I smiled at him. It finally went away, and I felt him put his hand on my hand that was on his face, and he gently took it off, moving his thumb around on my palm before letting go of it. My stomach started to hurt, but not the sick kind of hurt. Like, butterflies. Why am I getting butterflies for Finn??? No!!!

I can't.