Let's Be Together : A Friends to Lovers story

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n a suit three sizes too big. It's that awkward stage where you're still getting the hang of it,

icated, and everything feels like it's got hidd

d of the gene pool, is strutting around like he owns the place. He's got this

"accomplishment"-some sleazy, fucked-u

like it's some twisted badge of honor. And everyone's feeding into i

ipping. I can't believe what I'm hearing. Sin

be in charge of you, who's supposed to have a line

memory as I charge toward the basketball cour

urt, looking for her - Millie, smack in the middle of a game, her brown hair a wild mess and her face

lli

on, looking confused as hell. "What?" she yells back, li

to talk

ng room, and she's watching me with tha

ers like she didn't just d

sks, smirking like she's go

e of chill gone. "What the actual fuck i

r face replaced by a flicker of surprise, and fo

ack laugh, like this is the funniest damn thing she's seen all week

ng my arms, the frustration boiling over

g. "Relax, I just borrowed your phone, shot

ut, feeling the urge to thr

al nightmare here is

creen. "I can't believe you actually sent him that." My voice is barely more than a

eing ridiculous. "It's not that serious! Plus, now you know what a d

gh the texts. Every single word he replied with

she starts reciting his l

glad. Can I video call you tonight? I so want to show you my cock, and I'm

"Ugh, Millie, shut up! His texts are so nas

rage bubbling over. "Why the hell did you think it was a good idea to text him, 'Hey, hottie, I'm horny. C

or fun," she says, still chuckling. "Be

my mind still spinning. I glance down at my phone aga

don't know, like, a decent guy? I mean, he seemed chill." My cheeks s

ly, feeling Millie's gaze on me

she says, patting my shoulder. And j

s infectious, her whole face lit up like she just won the lottery. I

ath, brows scrunched in confusion.

e, ready to blow it all to hell." And it's true. She's like my personal disaster squad

going. Last month, Harry from my algebra class asked me out on a movie date.

er, dragging along some random dude I didn't even know. Turns out, that random

and I'm going home with Millie, who's doubled over, laughin

ght into my eyes. "I'll do anything to make sure you don't get hurt,"

s a little. That's Millie for you-ch

all nonchalant, like she didn't ju

ording to you, no one in the world d

int in her eye. "Damn right.

hug, holding her tight. For all her pranks and sabotage, she's my

just enough to say, "So..

g her a playful nudge

e troublemaker spark. Then, turning to me with a grin, she says, "I'll tell

of mischief, and I can'

h me," I say, exasperated

face now inches from mine. "I love you," she says, soft but s