𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙍𝙀𝙒𝙄𝙉𝘿━━━ 𝘔𝘗𝘏𝘍𝘗𝘊!

𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘥

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Y/N's POV

I leaned into Millard, trying to remember exactly what he had just told me, "So, when you make a goal, you get a point. And you give Hugh the ball to try and make a goal."

"Hey that's pretty good!" He praised, rubbing my back.

I couldn't help but grin, "I'm not just good looks you know."

Millard laughed softly before wrapping his arm around my waist a bit tighter and tugging, I took the hint and scooted into his lap, burrowing myself into him further.

"I know you don't really care for soccer. But I appreciate that you tried to understand it." He whispered.

"Of course." I smiled, and hugged him.

We sat in silence for a few moments before Millard stood and pulled me up with him.

"I've got something for you."

I raised my eyebrow at him, but without another word he grasped my hand and pulled me slowly along behind him.

Millard sat me on the deck, "Wait here." I could hear the excitement in his voice.

I did as told and smiled nervously as he ran off. What was only a few minutes seemed to be lasting hours as I waited for Millard to come back.

All of a sudden he came barrelling around the corner, "Here you go!"

His arms held out a large bouquet of sunflowers and daisies, my favorite.

"Millard!" I cried, "Their gorgeous!" I pulled the flowers to my nose and smelled the sweet intoxicating aromas fuming from them. Next was Millard pulled into yet another hug, "Thank you so much!"

"Of course! I'm so glad you liked them!"

"Where did you get them?" I beamed.

"Victor helped me find them. There's a whole field by the beach."

"Can we go?" I asked.

"Ab-so-lute-ly."

I pumped my fist in the air and grabbed his hand. Millard started to lead us down the familiar gravel path, I bumped his hip after walking a few minutes, "Happy Valentine's day love."