Babysitting my wife

Millie's POVAlright, alright. I got this. Yes, I definitely got this. I'm not an amateur- well, I am but that doesn't count because right now, what I am about to do is an act of bravery and challenge.Yeah!"Next up is Millie Quinn presenting the topic on Trade Markets-" I abruptly stood up, pushing the chair in a sudden that it toppled, tangling in my legs and...Guess what?I fell on the ground. Proudly indicating how much of a klutz I am and a nuisance to my own life.I groaned in pain, doubting I must've sprained my ankle or broke an arm but definitely invited new areas to be bruised.

Meredith dropped me off at my house, informing about the next meet up and shrugging away my fearing body towards the house that seemed like it would gallop me any second.Let's see if I succeed at lying. Note the sarcasm.I opened the door, inviting myself inside the warm house."Millie? Is that you?" My mom called out, a second after I closed the door behind and tensed up."No, it's my soul." I slapped my forehead for the slip off. Goofing with my best friends is making me accidentally use the same tone and language towards my mother."What?" She said, storming to the front door as she saw me standing with a regret flowing in my veins."

I'll spare the long drive to Las Vegas which wasn't the ideal kind like shown in the movies. It was like we were resurrected as zombies with dark under eyebags and hair disheveled, practically a nest for a bird to settle in. Or it was just my hair that would resemble a nest. Curly hair, my friends. I'm the only one from the squad to have such hair. Aside from that, we safely landed in Las Vegas having to almost hustle against jerks on the Jeep who raced us on the highway, and Hailey was hyped and streaked our ride, cutting the duration of the long trip. "Finally! I am able to stand rather than sit for hours." Meredith exclaimed, plopping down on the grass.

Funny how things turn out whenever Las Vegas is added in the lives of an individual because it has gotten many untold stories and risks borne from it.Just like that, I had a story to tell as well but oh, boy! I first need to sober up.I laid flat on my back, staring at the mahogany ceiling which was halfway distracting my thoughts but nevertheless, I replayed the encounter with Noah Hudson. The guy seemed like a gentleman and probably older than me.Now, he got the good looks but I didn't have any fluttery feeling rising in the pits of my diaphragm. The feeling of flushed up by the butterflies.Or it's more like getting murdered by the butterflies?I blinked, frowning, baffled by my strange weird yet creepy thoughts emerging especially after midnight. I couldn't quite sleep since my mind has been occupied over certain someone."Hailey? Hailey?" I called out to her in a soft whisper.She hummed, shifting her slumpy body and draping her arm o

"Quit tryna make me feel bad." I sang loudly, snatching the mic from the reception. It was more of an announcement phone call I picked up from the Reception.My mind was fuzzy and buzzy but I didn't stop and climbed the reception table, dancing with the music playing in my head.As usual, I was minding my own business being completely crazy. For all I know, I had gone nuts because after that I was kicked out."Welp... that didn't work out well." I pursed my lips, looking at Noah who was part of this plan."We did break the rules so... how were you even able to take such a risk?" He asked in a disbelief tone.I guess I impressed him. "Been doing that since birth." I proudly stated.He noted with his silence responding in return, "Yeah, I'm gonna go."I grabbed his forearm, pulling him in swiftly. "Hey, hey! You can't just leave me here. I don't know about you but this is my first time here."He poked his inner cheek with his tongue as h