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

chapter twenty four

millie's pov;

today i'm going, well attempting to do a hickey prank on brooklyn.

he's been pranking me these past few days and it's time for payback.

group chat w/o brook;

me; gm guys!

andy; mornin

rye; yo

jacky🧸; it's 9AM

me; i'm aware loser

mikey; alright? why's brook not here then?

me; i'm planning on pranking him

andy; what sort of "prank?"

rye; ^

mikey; oof

jacky🧸; ur pranks suck ass

me; fuck u and it's a hickey prank, i wanted to tell u guys before so it doesn't look like i cheat.

rye; good luck

andy; go on you

mikey; watch out tho

jacky🧸; he may flip but good luck noob

me; ur the noob mate!

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okay. here goes.

i texted paige to come over even though she's planning on moving in with me soon.

i heard a knock on the door and it was her.

"hey." she said and walked in.

"i'm pranking brook today so i hope you can help me?"

"sure," she said, "what type of prank?"

"hickey."

"oof, you are a brave one."

i flipped my hair, "what can i say?"

we walked into my room and started applying the make up.

"wow," i say shocked, "it looks so real."

"i really hopes he thinks it's real." i laughed.

we filmed the whole make up process and the clothing.

i wore a cropped white champion hoodie, ripped black jeans and white air force 1's.
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paige and i walked to the boys' flat, vlogging it, talking about the prank obviously.

the top i was wearing made it seem a little hidden but when him and i are close he'll see it.
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"i fucking hope he doesn't kick off." jack said, as we walked in.

i rolled my eyes, "hey mikey, look who's here?"

"paige, hey." he greeted her, kissing her.

"break it up." rye came in between them.

"where's everyone else?" i ask.

andy came over and said, "fuck me, that looks real."

he touched my neck to see if it would rub off, "you didn't give it to her, did you paige?" mikey teased.

"very funny," i said sarcastically, "where's brooklyn?"

"playing fortnite."

"thanks jacky."

"stop calling me that." i shook my head.

i walked to the couch, paige following, discreetly placing the camera on the tv stand.

"hey, babe."

"hey, brook." i kissed his lips.

"i missed you." he said, causing me to laugh.

"you saw me three days ago."

"so, that's ages ago."

he carried on playing fortnite. i looked at paige weirdly because he hadn't noticed.

i took the hood down, "i want to play."

"okay, here," he looked at me, handing me the control, "millie? what the hell is that on your neck?"

i didn't say anything, "answer me."

"we'll go to another room, leave you to talk." paige said, leaving with the boys.

"i'm sorry." i say, looking down.

"you're sorry," he questioned my response, "you're not fucking sorry."

"yeah i am."

"you know, you go on and on about how liam cheated on you and 'unfair' it is, yet you go and cheat on me."

he's crying. now i feel shit. i didn't before but it's hit me.

i didn't respond to him, "do you know what? i'm going."

which he did, he did leave.

the door slams and the boys and paige come out.

"mills, you okay?" jack asked me.

i nod, "i just feel like shit now."

rye chuckles, "nows the time for you to go look for him."

"take my car." mikey offers.

i nod, taking the keys, grabbing the camera and heading to the front door, "be careful, millie." is all i hear, then i leave.

lets go find him.
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