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

chapter fourty four

millie's pov;

"brook," i breathe, "this isn't what it looks like?"

"look like what," he yells, "my girlfriend kissing my best friend?"

"you don't understand, he kissed me. i pushed him off i swear."

"you swear on a lot of things - how can i believe you?" he says and leaves.

i run after him, "millie, brook?"

"go ask your sister, jack." brook says sharply.

"rye kissed me, brook. fucking hell."

"i don't believe you."

"millie, don't worry." rye comes up behind me and squeezes my ass.

i turn around and punch him in front of everyone, "i said no, and i meant it. still don't believe me, brooklyn?"

i never call him brooklyn but when i do, he's fucked, for real.

"i - err..." he stutters.

"i can't be arsed for this," i say, grabbing my house keys and phone, "i'm going."

"millie, wait." brook shouts.

i ignore him, "brook, just leave her for a while, you know what she gets like." jack says, comforting him.
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i drown out everything by listening to music and walking. i don't know where i'm walking to. i just need to get away from the accusations.

it's always me. i'm sick of it. sick of getting blamed for cheating.

sick of not being trusted.
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my phone was ringing, brook❤️, you don't trust me hun, so bye.

call declined.

i just start walking along the beach, still listening to my music.

i sat in the sand for a while when someone tapped my shoulder - rye.

"actually, go away. you've caused enough trouble, mate." i say.

"i'm sorry, millie," he says, "i can't help my feelings."

i look up at him, "i'm sorry, for punching you in the face."

he laughs, "no worries, i deserved it."

"why is it you coming out to find me and not brook?" i ask.

"because brook is worried you'll punch him a lot harder than what you did me." he explains.

i couldn't help myself, i just start pissing myself laughing, "what a wet wipe, i could never punch him."

"haha, i'm sure. let's go millie, everyone will be worried about us but mainly you. mikey's waiting for us."

"holy shit, i forgot."

with that being said, we ran to his car and sped to the house.

we walk in and i get greeted with a big cuddle - brook. cute, i guess, "i'm sorry, baby."

i smile at him, "it's okay. mikey, what's up?"

"okay, if i can have everyone sat for this, please?" he says standing up but the rest of us sitting down.
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he sighs, "this hasn't been an easy decision for me to make but i feel like it's the best for paige, lavender and myself," he stops for a bit, "i have decided that it will be best for me to leave the band, for good."

as he finishes, we are all so stunned. he has such an amazing voice, "i know what you're thinking, millie, but it's for the best. i'm so sorry guys."

i'm the first one to get up and hug me, "it's okay, mikey. we get it, dude. you have a family, now."

he smiles, "thank you so much, mills."

andy stood up, "if this is what you truly want, then i'm happy for you, bro." he said and bro hugging mikey.

everyone else got up and hugged him before blair said his piece.
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we were all sat in silence, doing literally nothing until i clap, scaring everyone, "what the hell, millie."

"we are all just sat here, doing fuck all and i think we should go out and celebrate mikey's decision, stepping up to be the man of the house."

they all look at me, then each other, back at me, then at blair.

blair nods, "out we go then."

"YESSSS, GET IN." we all shout.
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we get to the club, "first rounds on me."

mikey hugs me again, "thank you so so much," he says, kissing my head in a friendly manner.

"let's go have some funnn."

i really do love this family, lots.
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hey, you lot.

some of you were itching for updates and here they are, i haven't had much inspiration lately due to personal matters.

but thank you for reading so far.

so much more is to come, thank you again😘

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