(A/N: Chapter 19-22 will be posted now and then 22-Epilogue a week later and then a week after that the Sequel will be posted.)
Milan's POV
All night all we did was laugh. Beck was such an amazing guy and I was truly happy at this point in my life. It was as if, nothing was wrong.
As soon as school was over I went home, where my stupid brother harassed me. I fed the rabbits he had bought me too. I took a shower and got all dolled up for the date with Beck. He wanted to be cheesy and have a picnic under the moonlight and the stars. I really appreciated what he had done so that I could have a good time.
I couldn't stop smiling, before he even came to pick me up. I think it's safe to say that I really like Beck. I liked how sweet and charming he was. Even though we met on a rocky start and things weren't the best.
"Did you have fun tonight?" He asked, pulling up to my house. I nodded with a cheesy grin. "I had a lot of fun."
"We should do this again. This time with some friends, to make it at least less chesesy."
"I agree. You sure have been watching some Romeo and Juliet or something." I joked and he heavily laughed.
"I think it's time for me to walk you to the door now." He rushed out of the car and opened my door. I stepped out, being careful not to trip because I didn't want to fall in front of him.
He took my hand in his and we slowly walked to my front door. We stood in front of the door and it reminded me of a romantic book or a cliche movie.
"Goodnight." I whispered. "Goodnight." He breathed. We started at each other for a few seconds.
"Kiss her already!" Dylan screamed as he opened the door. I rolled my eyes at my idiotic brother who had ruined the moment.
"Bye, Beck." I hugged him as I entered the house.
"Goodbye, Milan." His cheeks were flushed and he held a look of embarrassment.
As soon as my brother closed the door I wacked him in his head. "Ouch!"
"You freaking douche! You ruined the moment." I groaned, heading up the stairs.
"You're welcome!" He grinned and I showed him the bird before marching up the stairs. I headed to Tisha's room to give her all the details.
When I twisted the door, it was locked. That's strange. I knocked on the door and heard shuffling coming from the door. I'm very impatient, thus I crossed my arms and leaned on my left leg.
"Open up!" I hollered and the door swung open. A distraught Tisha stood in the way with a flustered Dave. I raised my eyebrow and smirked.
"Bye, Tish." He spoke in a raspy tone. "Hey, Milan."
"Hey, Dave." I turned back to Tisha who held a guilty look on her face. "What's going on here?"
She moaned and pulled me inside her room. I hesitantly sat on the bed and she laid down on the couch. "Spill." I demanded.
"Hold up, tell me about your date first missy." A smile crept upon my face.
"Well, we had a picnic and it was so romantic. He sang a song for me and played the guitar. He even cooked the food that he brought, oh my gosh! I love him so much."
"Love?" She shrieked.
Wait, did I just say love?
"You did."
"I can't possibly love him. We just had a date, that slipped." I corrected myself.
"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, let me tell you." She coughed. "One night when you was sleeping, Heather came over crying. She was telling me how she hated Oliver so much and how Oliver was such a bitch. So, me being a good friend to her, I hugged her and told everything was going to be okay. The next thing I knew she kissed me and told me not to tell anyone."
I nodded, indicating for her to continue.
"But, on the side since the day I saw Dave again, we have been together. Some nights I would sneak out and we would hang together. When you asked me where I was today, I was actually making out with him. He asked me when I was going to quit faking it and I told him Heather was soft, so I'd have to let her down easy."
"You were faking it? 'Cause that was some pretty good acting." She laughed.
"Anyway, remember when Dave and I were waving at each other and I left something in the locker room?" I nodded. "Well, when I went back to retrieve it, this trick pinned me into the locker and kissed me and told me she liked me. I told her I wasn't into her and she threatened to tell you about us kissing."
I gasped, but laughed because I legit saw them kiss yesterday. "That's sad." I chuckled to myself.
"But, yeah Dave was here because we hung after school and he asked me to be his girlfriend!" She cheered.
I don't know which I was more happy about. Her not being gay or her and Dave being together. I mean, I have nothing against gay people, it's just freaked me out how she could do stuff like that.
"Congrats!" I hugged her. I truly was happy for her, I could tell she still had feelings for him the day we went to his house. I just felt bad that I fake dated her boyfriend now, even though she knew.
"Don't go fake dating my boyfriend, again." She joked.
"Its like you're reading my mind." She laughed and we headed down to my room, to watch some movies. I checked my phone and saw that I had a message.
Beck: hope u had a fun nite - 11:39
Milan: I sure did handsome - 11:47
Beck: bold... I like it. And I like u... - 11:48
Milan: I like u 2 :) - 11:50
Beck: sleep tight gorgeous - 11:51
Milan: without u??? I'll try lol... goodnight - 11:51
Beck really did make me feel like the happiest girl on the planet.
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