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Millie's POV:

I sat alone on the end of Finn's bed, scrolling through my text messages in silence.

It had been a few days since the make-out scene, and Finn's burns were looking way better. 

But Jacob's threats haven't stopped.

He told me he had started the fire, but could it really have been him? I knew the whole world knew about 'The devastating accidental fire at the Stranger Thing's actor's residence,' so it could have been anyone at this point.

"What are you thinking about?" someone asked, and a tall curly haired boy appeared in the door frame.

"Oh, nothing," I lied, locking my phone unsuspiciously and standing up from the bed.

"Are you sure, Mills?" he asked softly, walking slowly towards me. I placed my phone down on his desk behind me, then started towards him. He gently held my forearms and I held his.

"Promise," I brushed off, then smiled into a comfortable kiss. I held it just longer than our usual moments, then pulled away from his mouth. I kept close though, pushing into his chest so he could rest his chin on my head.

"I love you," he whispered, and I relaxed further into his touch. I was silent, basking in the morning light coming in through the window.

"You don't have to say anything back," he mumbled softly, and we started swaying slowly.

"I know," I replied lightly, rubbing my hands tenderly up and down the back of his hoodie-

Oh my God.

I froze in place, remembering the flash of Joe's camera from the day before.

"What? What's wrong?" Finn asked, his voice full of concern. He pulled away and held my elbows, almost shaking me.

"We-We made a mistake," I mumbled to the floor nervously.

"What?" he asked.

"We made a mistake," I said firmly, then looked up to his worried eyes. I pushed him gently from my touch, and marched over to Finn's desk where my phone lay motionless.

"Mistake?" Finn questioned.

"If there's anyone who's seen it, it'll be Instagram," I whispered to myself. I tapped my screen harshly until the app was open. I pressed the explore page icon, and waited for the photos to load.

Shit.

My explore page was covered in countless copies of the same photo:

In the image, Finn and I stood close in front of a wall with party decorations. Our sides were touching, and my head was leaned on the side of his shoulder comfortably. He was wearing dark jeans and a black t-shirt, while I wore ripped light wash jeans and my red Vans.

And to top it all off,

I was wearing his God damn Calpurnia hoodie.

"Well...Fuck," I swore, not looking up from the photos.

"Millie what the hell is going on?" Finn threw his arms up in frustration. I walked over to sit on the end of his bed, and he joined me short after.

"My God..." Finn whispered next to me.

"I know..." I mumbled in response, then went to Joe's account. Yep, there it is, captioned: thought they looked cute, might delete later 

Comments:

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