Guys I'm not dead I promise
I hope someone enjoys this story. It wasn't that great but I tried and it's 9:30 pm so I'm tired as heck

Millie's POV

We just finished filming episode 6 of season 4, and it was really intense. I felt like I did my best on my part. I was going to go home and relax, but Finn invited me to his trailer before we all left. I wonder what he wants.

Me and Finn...we're on pretty good terms right now. Our friendship is really going strong, I just hope these next few episodes don't mess that up. It gets really intimate.

I walk into his trailer after passing 3 rows of trailers in the freezing cold of winter, and he immediately gets up when he sees me.

"I'm sorry I forgot how far you have to walk. Do you want a sweatshirt?" He asked, already looking for one to give me. My stomach filled with butterflies at the thought.

I don't like Finn. He just makes me feel...

Okay, I might like him.

"No, I'm okay Finn I promise." I explained, but he gave me one anyway. It was a maroon colored hoodie, fuzz on the inside. He made me put it on.

I sat down on his bed, and he sat down strumming his guitar.

"Is there something specific you wanted to talk about?" I asked, crossing my arms and crossing my legs into each other on his bed, trying to get warm. He looked at my from my legs to my face and smiled.

I love his smile, have I mentioned that?

"I just thought we can chill and talk." He said, setting his guitar down against the wall, rolling in the chair he had. I looked around his room, and it was covered with posters from bands I've never heard of; some of calpurnia.

"Did you want to go to my concert next week? You don't have to I was just wondering because you might like how we play." He said, and I looked at him.

I haven't gone to one of his concerts. Gaten Sadie Caleb and Noah have all gone but I always make up an excuse. I just feel like if I see him outside of work then I will catch even more of a feeling towards him.

"I don't know...." I said, looking away from him, and he threw himself on the floor next to the bed, getting on two knees and putting his hands into a praying motion.

"Please Millie...I beg of you to go! It's the last one in the area and you haven't gone to one since we started touring!" He said a little too dramatically. I just laughed.

"Fine, I'll ask my mom." I said, and his lips formed a smile and he jumped onto the bed, hugging me.

"Thank you thank you thank youuu" He said, as we leaned back onto the bed from the hug. He was now on top of me, hugging me as we both laughed. I put my arms around him, liking the hug we were sharing.

"Just don't ask me again," I said, and he pulled out of the hug and looked at me, still laying on top of me.

We looked at our position, and I blushed. I knew I did, because I could feel the heat from my cheeks fuming off of me. Finn noticed too, because he smirked.

"Getting blushy, huh? How come?" He said, teasing me. I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"It's just hot." I said, and he raised his eyebrows and winked.

"Hmmmmmm. I beg to differ, cause you're freezing." He said, smiling at me.

"Finn if you don't get off me I'll hit you," I said, and he laughed as I struggled weakly.

"You're cute," He said, then widened his eyes. "I mean-no-I mean I didn't mean that." He said, and I started laughing.

"Well well, look who's blushy now." I said, and he smiled.

"I'll show you blushy," He said, leaning in and kissing me. I was shocked, and I didn't kiss back, and made him pull back.

"Wait. Is this real? Like are you really doing this?" I asked, and he laughed anxiously.

"Yes, Millie. Don't ruin the moment." He said, and his eyes flickered down to my lips. They went back up to mine, and I nodded. He leaned in and connected his lips with mine, and my stomach immediately grew with butterflies.

This doesn't feel like how we kiss during scenes, it feels real. Well because it is, duh, but it feels like really real.

As we continued kissing, I felt his hand move from by the side of my head to my arm, tracing down to my hip, and I pilled him in with my arms, intensifying the kiss. I felt his fingers slide up the side of my shirt, and I gasped. He let go, and looked at me.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking me up.

"Yeah I'm okay, sorry. We've done it before." I said, and he nodded, but getting nervous.

"That was uh-that was acting. This is real." He said, and I nodded, agreeing.

"Finn, I know you probably know this by now but I just wanted to say that I really like you." I said, sounding like a complete idiot. Of course I do, I'm literally making out with him.

He chuckled, and leaned down to whisper in my ear; "I don't know if you know this by now either, but I like you too."

Goosebumps ran along my spine in a good way, and I smiled. I felt his lips on my neck close to my ear, making its way down and up again. I moved my hand from around him to down at his waist, running my hand up his shirt. Damn, he's a stick.

He focused his attention back to me, and placed his lips against mine. His lips felt really soft against mine, sharing the same rhythm as we kissed.

As it began to intensify again, I heard my phone start ringing. A few seconds later we pulled away and he got off of me so I could grab it.

Message from Mom

Time to go sweetie. 💕

"My mom wants to leave. I'm sorry." I said, and he shrugged.

"We can pick up where we left off next time." He said, and we both laughed.

We aren't the kind of people to take things slow; that worked out just like it should've. No need to stay on feelings and emotions for weeks. Right?

I get up and start to take the hoodie off, but Finn insists that I keep it. After arguing with him I gave up and kept it on. He walked me out, and I turned to look at him before I walked down the gravel pathway.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Finn asked, and I smiled at him.

"Yes." I said, and he smiled. I looked up to him, and surprisingly put my arms around him, hugging him. A few seconds later, I felt his arms around me, rubbing my back.

I pulled out of the hug, and looked at him, smiling. "Bye Finn." I said,  hesitantly giving him a kiss on the lips and walking away, giggling.

Finn on the other hand, his face was a whole tomato.

Some things turn out real. You just have to go for it.

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Wow I haven't updated in forever and this short story is absolutely terrible.

Was it even good?

If y'all would give me ideas for short stories for fillie, I would be able to update a lot quicker. Sorry for being so inactive. I love all of you no matter what!!