Millie's p.o.v

What a ridiculous idea. Why would Noah be jealous? It's not like he likes me in that way. At least I don't think that he does. Why would he? I'm not any better than the average girl. If anything, I'm bellow average. 

"Take a left at the next stop sign, and the destination is on your left," My directions interrupted. 

Wow, I got to their house a lot faster than I thought I would. 

Before I walked up to the door, I pulled a small mirror out of my purse, checking my reflection. Even though Noah wasn't my boyfriend, I still wanted to make a good impression on his parents. It wasn't like I was trying to impress him or anything, at least that's what I need to tell myself.

Chloe's p.o.v

Ding dong

"Noah, she's at the door!" I yelled.

Of course I was perfectly capable of going to open the door, but making Noah do it, was so much more fun. Especially because his crush was at the door. 

Even if she has a boyfriend, based on what Sadie told me, Noah still has a fighting chance. Which is pretty much all I care about. 

"Hey Millie!" I said, walking into the entry way.

"Hi Chloe, thanks for inviting me over," she said, waving from the doorway. 

"No problem," I responded, inviting he inside. 

As much as I wanted to leave her and Noah alone, it didn't seem like the best idea. He already seemed like he was holding in a bunch of emotions, and if he needed me to change the subject or something I wanted to be there to help him. 

"If you need the bathroom, it's just down that hall to the right, and if you need anything else, just let either me or Noah know." as I continued the tour of my house, I happened to notice a few things. First of all. Noah and Millie kept stealing side glances at each other. Secondly, Noah didn't look at Millie for more that 3 seconds at a time. Which at first may seem normal for a shy person, but every time Noah looked away, he got a look on his face, kind of like he was mad at himself for screwing up. 

And I can't think of their to be any reason for that. Maybe he was trying to get over his crush. Or maybe, he was trying to be loyal to Finn, and not stare. Both of which I can see him doing. However I think he might have underestimated his crush on Millie. Because, I really don't think it's just a crush. It's something much, much bigger. 

Noah's p.o.v

 As soon as I answered the door, I knew that my plan, to forget my feelings was going to be a lot harder than I had first expected. I hadn't seen Millie in a week, and just one look at her, made me feel like I was seeing for the first time again. 

She had somehow managed to look even more beautiful than normal. Which was something that I had previously thought was impossible. I'm not supposed to like her in that way anymore though! 

Don't look at her, don't look at Millie.

I kept reminding myself. Maybe I was stupid for even trying to do this to begin with, but it's not like I have a chance with her anymore. Which is another thing I need to keep reminding myself. I can use the fact that she and Finn are the perfect couple to help me get over her.

As soon as Chloe directed me an Millie to the dinner table, she quickly made an excuse to go help our parents finish dinner, and left. Leaving Millie and I alone. 

"Hey Noah," Millie whispered, from her spot next to me, "I missed you," 

"T-thanks, I feel the same way," I responded. Oh, now it sounded like I was confessing my feeling, "Wait, that's not what I meant," I paused trying to think of something to say. And based on the sadness crossing Millie's features, I needed to come up with something fast, "I mean, I missed you too," I finished, trying to avoid eye contact, even though it's not like I could make the situation any worse. 

But out of the corner of my eye, I could see a small smile showing on Millie's face. Which made my heart flutter a little. I may be trying to forget my feelings, but I think her smile could have a positive effect on anyone. 

Millie's p.o.v

As soon as we reached the dinner table,  Chloe left to go finish dinner with their parents, leaving me and Noah alone. Perfect. Now I could talk to him without anyone listening in.

"Hey Noah," I whispered, turning to face him, "I missed you,"

"T-thanks, I feel the same way. Wait, that's not what I meant," Ouch. Why would he say something like that? Did he really think of me that way. He didn't have to say he missed me back, but at least something a little less harsh, "I mean, I missed you too," he finished, after a moment of silence.

I smiled slightly at his final response. Even though it took him a minute to decide what to say, it still made me feel all fuzzy inside when he felt the same way. 

"Hey lovebirds, dinner is ready, so come get it," Chloe said, walking into the room. 

Noah  and I blushed, jumping apart, before getting up to follow Chloe into the kitchen. And  let me tell you. It smelled amazing. 

"Hi Millie!" Both of their parents said. 

"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Schnapp!" I responded, in a polite tone, trying to ignore the lasagna that was steaming on the stove. 

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked, feeling bad when everyone else was keeping busy in some way or another. 

"If you want to go sit back down at the table you can, or you can help me grab this pitcher of water if you'd prefer," Chloe said struggling to grab all the glasses for the water at the same time.

I quickly rushed over to help her. 

"So how's your boyfriend?" Chloe asked, as soon as we were out of earshot.

"Well, Finn's good I guess," I responded. 

"That's nice," 

"Yeah," I said, while putting the water pitcher on the table. 

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After dinner was over, I chatted with the Schnapp family, mostly small talk, and things like that, before I felt my phone buzz in my purse. 

I pulled it out quickly, looking at the notification.

Missed Call: Finn

"I'm sorry, I need to make a call," I said, excusing myself, and walking out into the hall.

"Hi Finn," I said as soon as he picked up.

"Hey Mills," He responded cheerfully. 

"What's up?"

"Well I was wondering if you would want to go on a date with me next week," Finn said nervously.

"Sure!" I said trying to act excited, when really, my stomach was churning. 

"Great! I'll pick you up at 4 then," Finn said.

"Ok," 

"Bye babe," 

"Bye Finn," I responded, before hanging up the phone. 

Not to be rude or anything. But ew. Finn certainly isn't bad, I just don't see him as really anything other than a friend, even if it may not be that way. 

I walked back into the dining room, continuing to talk the the Schnapps, and eventually, the conversation died down. 

"Do you need a ride home?" Mrs. Schnapp asked.

"No thank you. My house is right down the street," I said.

After I had gotten up, I said my goodbyes, and started to walk out the door. Making sure to thank the Schnapps for their kindness.

"I'll walk you home," Noah said nervously, going to hold the door open for me.

"T-thank you," I blushed.

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"Well this is my stop," I said, halting in front of my house. 

"Yep," Noah agreed.

I turned to look Noah in the eye's, taking a small step closer. "Remember when I told you I missed you earlier?" 

"Y-yeah," He responded, holding eye contact.

"I really meant it," I whispered.

"Me too," Noah matched my tone, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me into a warm hug.

I immediately hugged him back, feeling secure in his strong arms. Taking in everything about the moment. Like how warm I was, how safe I felt, and how he smelled like vanilla. Which happened to be my favorite smell. 

All to soon, we released the embrace, so that I could get inside. 

"Bye Schnipper," I giggled.

"Bye Mills," He smiled. Causing me to get butterflies. The way he was smiling, was different than any he had smiled before. This one was warmer. In a good way of course.

This was the kind of smile, that could turn my insides to goo.

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My school starts tomorrow, so I wanted to get this chapter done before I got re absorbed in school work. I might update more, or less, I don't know. But if I disappear just know that I didn't forget about this story, I'm probably just busy.