||it's you||brooklyn wyatt||

chapter seven

millie's pov;

tonight is my 'celebration party.'

i love parties but it's just, i haven't got my results back and i don't want everyone assuming i'll get my a.

i received a twitter notification.

twitter;
@/roadtriptv; can't stop thinking about you🥰- brook
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nice to know that he's thinking of someone but i'm getting tagged in the replies.

i then received a message.

messages;

brook🖤; what are you wearing then gorgeous?

me; a dress.

brook🖤; say no more xx

okay then?

let's actually get ready.

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i showered and shaved.

i put on a tight black dress that shows my curves, with my black and white vans.

if i'm getting drunk, i don't want to be stumbling home, thanks but no thanks.

i did my make up and then texted paige to see if she's on her way.

messages;

me; have you left? xo

paigey💗; yep like 10 mins ago, just coming up the stairs x

jacky🧸; should we meet you there? x

me; yeah sure xx

paige arrived with pre-drinks, yes please.

"shots?" she asked.

"duh."

we had 3 shots each and left to meet the lads.

as we got to the club, they were queuing. they saw us and waved.

we received the normal whistles and 'compliments' walking towards them.

as we got to the boys, jack hugged me, "i'm so proud of you."

"are you drunk already?"

"nope." he laughed.

the other boys greeted us with 'alrights' and hugs.

brooklyn looked a little pissed, "hey, what's up, gorgeous?"

"the lads in front. staring. at you."

"oh don't worry about them. i've only got eyes for you." i kissed him on the cheek.

"still up for tomorrow?" he asked, holding my hand.

"yeah, are you?"

"course." he smiled.
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we finally got inside after the ridiculously long wait.

paige was chatting up mikey, while jack was getting drinks with rye and andy.

brook and i found a table and sat down waiting for the others.

"so, think you'll pass?" he asked.

"i don't know, i hope so." i chuckled a little.

"well, i know you will."

"thanks, brook."

"oh, by the way. you look bloody stunning."

i blushed, "not bad yourself."

he smiled.

rye and andy ran over to us, leaving mikey, paige and jack walking with the drinks, "let's party!!"

"cheers!"

we all downed the drinks we just bought.

"hey, mikey." i say.

"alright, mills?"

"yeah, if you're getting with paige tonight, be careful. she's a lightweight."

"alright, cheers." he smiled.

i nodded and walked back to to my brother and brook.

"so you two?" jack asked.

"what?"

"you together or not?"

"nah, mate. we're going bowling tomorrow. remember?" brook said.

"jack, want another drink? my round?" i said.

he nodded.

some guy was at the bar, trying to chat me up, gross.

"can i help you?" the bartender says.

"yeah please." and i gave him the order.

he nodded and i got my card our ready to pay, "that'll be £22.35 please."

i payed him and walked back to the rest, "babe, you alright?" brook asked.

"i'm good, some creep tried talking to me."

"where's he at now?"

"don't worry, here." i gave him his drink.

"to millie." he shouted.

"TO MILLIE."

i laughed at these idiots who i love and call my friends.
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rye, andy and jack were dancing like crazy.

paige and mikey were elsewhere.

brook and i were dancing together, which resolved us into kissing.

my hands wrapped around his neck, his hands on my waist.

what. a. night.
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alrighty?

thanks for reading this one💕

~😎