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Millie's POV:

I woke up to the sound of Sadie's snoring. Even though we had been filming for a few months, I still hadn't gotten used to it.

Being careful not to wake the sleeping girl, I threw back my comforter to expose my sweatpants, and flung my legs to the side so I was sitting on the edge of my twin bed. 

Each bedroom has an ensuite bathroom that each pair shares. I tiptoed barefoot over to the bathroom, locked the door and turned the shower on.

As I ran my fingers through my hair, memories flooded in from last night before bed. How could I have been so stupid? I started to fucking cry in front of him, for God's sake. I acted like everything between Finn and I was okay. Like nothing had ever happened. 

Like we hadn't drifted apart, fallen out.

All I could do is this:

Never let my guard down again. Ever.

I turned the metal lever, stopping the flow of water, and grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around myself, unlocked the door and swung it open, revealing a sly Sadie Sink.

"Came in a little late last night, did you?" She smirked, "Getting in some alone time with Finnie?"

My eyes narrowed as I heard her mention the name I gave Finn way back when we were filming season one. It was a simpler time back then. Before all this drama. 

Before Jacob.

"I thought you were sleeping when I came in," I stated truthfully as I walked over to my dresser to grab my clothes.

"See, that's where you're wrong. I saw those tears running down your face," Sadie explained. 

I closed the drawer, holding my outfit close to my chest, and glanced over at the red head with a bed head.

I could tell she was trying to read my expression, and that she was choosing her next words carefully. She knows how easily I get hurt.

"Millie, you can talk to me again, you know," Sadie offered, her face softening.

"Yeah," I paused, pursing my lips, "I know." 

"Is it.." She started, "Jacob, again?"

I nodded slowly, my head dropping, eyes on the floor.

"You can't let him get inside your head. And, you can't blame yourself for what happened," Sadie advised.

"I know, I just-I can't explain it. It's like every second I'm not thinking about anything, he just pops up in my brain." I rambled on.

"Maybe distracting yourself will take your mind off of him, and you can focus on what matters," she suggested.

"What matters?" I asked, confused.

"Filming, of course," she said, then allowed a pregnant silence. "But also, fixing things with Finn."

I lifted my heavy head of wet hair, and gave a slight smile at my best friend, fully ready to forget about my toxic ex boyfriend.

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Finn's POV:

I sat in the living room eating fruit loops, and watched 'Baking with Anna Olson' on the Food Network. What? I find cooking shows soothing.

I heard a door swing open, and my head instantly darted towards the sound.

Millie walked out of her room, looking, well, nice. I don't know! Something about her just looked different today. More confident, maybe.