Hey y'all it's been a fat minute but like, don't cry

Millie's pov

I woke up, hearing Ava from the hallway. My door is open.

I feel okay today.

Last night was...kind of a mess.

I let Finn rant to me about everything, and he cried a lot. After that, we both went home. I feel really bad for him, he shouldn't be going through this much because of me.

I should go give him a hug.

I got up and put on some maroon joggers with a black sweatshirt, and did everything else to get ready, and headed downstairs.

"Where are you going Millie?" Ava asked.

"I'm going to Finns really quick. I'll be back." I said, and she smiled and nodded.

"Tell him I said hi!!" She said, and I laughed as I closed the door, then walked to Finns.

I knocked on the door, and a couple seconds later, it opened to his mom.

"Hi Millie, how are you?" She asked. I smiled.

"I'm pretty good, how are you?" I asked. She smiled.

"I'm good. Is Finn okay though?" She asked.

"Why do you ask?" I asked her.

"Well, I heard crying from his room last night, but I didn't want to disturb him. It went on for a couple hours, but then it stopped." She said, and I raised my eyebrows.

"Well, I was coming over to talk to him, if he's okay to talk." I said, and I looked behind her to see Finn walking quickly down the stairs, not realizing I'm standing at his door.

He was wearing a black shirt and black joggers, his hair all puffy, making him look super cute, as always.

He looked at his mom, then me.

"Mooooooooom," He said, obviously annoyed that she's talking to me. I giggled, and his mom laughed.

"You know I can talk to your girlfriend if I want to." She said, and Finns eyebrows raised.

"Girlfriend?" Finn and I asked at the same time.

"Whatever you two are. You are the most confusing pair I've ever met." She said, and walked upstairs, and I giggled again.

I looked to Finn again, who was already looking at me.

"What's up?" He asked, closing the front door, letting me in. He leaned his back against it, and I faced him. He's so cute.

"I came over to give you a hug." I said, and he smiled. I love his smile.

"You walked over here to give me a hug?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

He doesn't have to know that his mom told me that he was crying all night. He can tell me that on his own if he wants to.

"Okay, I guess I'll hug you." He said, and I smiled and laughed, walking closer to him and taking his hands, and pulling him to me, putting my arms around him, feeling his arms around me a little after. My head was on his chest, and he smelled nice.

I think we have to do something tonight. Well, we don't have to, but I'd like to do it. You know, before I die.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, pulling a little out of the hug, his arms set on my waist, mine moving to around his neck. I looked at his eyes, and smiled.

"You." I said, and he smiled. I looked down to his lips, then back up to him.

Without warning, he leaned in and connected his lips with mine, and I kissed back.

We heard footsteps upstairs, and quickly leaned out of the kiss, looking to the stairs. I looked back to him, and shrugged.

Suddenly I felt my feet from under me get lifted up, and I wrapped them around Finns waist.

"Where are we going?" I asked, smiling.

"A field trip to the basement." He said, and I laughed, as he carried me to the basement.

We got down there, and he laid me against the couch, not getting off of me.

"You're going to crush me." I said, and he smiled.

"You're mean. I'm skinny." He said, and I laughed.

"Why is that funny?" He asked, smiling. I unwrapped my legs from him, but he didn't move still.

"You're a twig." I said, laughing, and he smiled at me.

"I'm only smiling right now because you are so cute. I would be fighting anyone else who said that, though." He said, and I smiled, looking down to his lips.

"Can you kiss me? I'm too lazy to lift my head up." I said, and he smiled, his pupils dilating in the dark room.

"Fine." He said, and I giggled, as he placed his lips on mine.

We slightly opened our mouths, intensifying the kiss. I moved my hand to his chest, and pushed him up, lifting myself up too, not letting go of the kiss.

I pushed him down, so I would be on top, straddling him. I felt his hands go to my waist, as we kept the same pace in our kiss.

I felt his hand hit my bare skin, meaning my sweatshirt was riding up, I think. Or he moved it up.

We leaned away from the kiss and caught our breath, and I closed my eyes, putting my head on Finns shoulder, and he hugged my waist. I could feel his chest under me, still catching his breath.

"Millie, I'm in love with you."

My heart skipped a beat. My eyes widened, and I got off of him, both of us sitting up.

"I-I'm sorry I-I shouldn't have said anything and now I-I just ruined it and you don't love me so I just ruined-

"I'm in love with you too."

Finns eyes widened a little, and I smiled. He smiled too.

"Thank god that would've been awkward." He said, and I laughed, and placed my lips against his.

-

We spent the whole day together. I didn't mind one bit.

We were in his room, watching the office. Neither of us were really paying attention, because Finn was playing with my hand, and I was watching him move my fingers around.

I checked the time, and it was around 11.

I was laying in between his legs, leaning against his chest, and he was sitting up against the wall. It was comfortable.

I felt the feeling of his lips on my neck from behind me, giving me butterflies.

"Finn, stop," I said, giggling.

He let go of my hands and hugged my waist, and kissed my neck again.

"Finn, I'm going to hit you." I said, laughing. I heard him chuckle, and he kissed the other side of my neck.

I tried to move away from him, but he didn't let me leave his grasp, and I groaned. I gave up, and then I turned my body, so I was sideways, my legs going over his, so I can see him.

"You're beautiful." He said, and I rolled my eyes. He smiled.

"I kind of have a question." I said.

"Ask away." He said.

"I was wondering if you wanted to...you know." I said, being the most awkward person ever.

"Want to what?" Finn asked, smiling.

"Well we aren't going to be able to do it when I'm..not here, so I was wondering if you wanted to now." I said, and Finn was thinking.

"Oh," He said, and I nodded. He eyed me, and looked back to me.

"I just figured you never wanted to because of..your dad?" He asked, and I looked down.

"I have to get over it sometime. And I think I'll be okay, just rattled a little." I said, and Finn nodded.

"would you want to?" I asked, and he looked at me.

"If you want to, yeah." He said, and I nodded. We both smiled, then laughed.

"I love you a lot, Millie." He said. My stomach exploded with butterflies.

"I love you too." I said, and we both smiled.

-

Our night did go well, in fact. It was great. I was scared at first, because obviously the thing with my dad, but Finn made it better. He was better, too.  

I'm just glad Finn had a good day, because he won't have those for a while. And it's all my fault.

I changed into a shirt and shorts, and Finn did too. I was sleeping over, I had to call my mom. Well, I FaceTimed her and Ava.

I told them goodnight and that I loved them. A lot.

The worst part was going to sleep. I didn't want to. I knew what was coming. Finn didn't though.

We were laying in his bed, in a comfortable silence.

"I love you." I said, and he opened his eyes and looked at me.

"I love you more." He said, and I smiled and looked down.

He lifted my chin up with his finger, and leaned in and kissed me. We kissed like it was the last time I was ever going to kiss him.

"Goodnight Finn, I love you." I said, and he smiled.

"I can get used to that. Goodnight Millie, I love you too." He said, and closed his eyes, intertwining his fingers with mine.

I looked at him for a while. It might have been an hour, maybe two. His freckles that scattered across his face, his curly hair which is always a mess. His eyelashes, which were pretty long. His fingers, which went around mine and kept them warm. Everything.

Then, I closed my eyes, and kept him in my mind the rest of the night.

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Lots of foreshadowing in here I mean what

I cried writing this tbh