The Badboy Stole My Bra – By Lauren Price
Halloween contest hosted by @strangersight and @cherry_cola_x
Spinoff One-Shot by Syeda Fatima
/All of the characters in this one-shot belong to Lauren Price (@cherry_cola_x)/
| M I L L I E |
-Eleven years after Millie Ryder became Millie Hughes-
Jack retyped the Netflix password for the fourth time and fist pumped in the air when he got it right. I watched as he scrolled down to a bunch of movie options, furrowing his brows as if it was that much of a hard decision; choosing between The Nightmare Before Christmas, or Hocus Pocus, I mean. I jabbed a toe in his stomach when I had enough of it, "Just choose one already! My Reese's is melting!" I hissed. He narrowed his eyes at me as if I just doubted his reputation at Mario Cart.
He tossed the remote on the couch, extending his arms in front of him after he rolled his sleeves up. The room is warm – hot, even – because Jack had decided upon a traditional fireplace in the hearth, and about three and a half pumpkin scented candles were irritating my nose but I daren't say that out loud.
Jack picked up a candy apple from the hundreds on the table, taking a bite apprehensively before taking a whole chunk in his mouth. The apples – courtesy of his mother – were a treat for all the kids in the neighborhood. I couldn't help but envy those who'd get the honor of taking as much as they want; I had already finished off the three in my share. "See," Jack started, "Hughes, this is a crucial decision every teenager takes in the month of October – to watch, or not to wa-" I thanked the heavens when the bell cut him off and ran towards the door before Jack continued talking to me like I was a toddler.
I swung the door wide open with a paper bag full of candy in both of my hands, waiting for a bunch of cute kids screaming at the top of their lungs 'Trick or Treat!'. My shoulders slumped when the doorstep turned out to be empty.
Jack came by my side, craning his neck out in the silent October air. I snuggled my already red nose in the cable knit scarf around my neck and sighed. He frowned in confusion before swinging the door close again. Jack scrutinized me wholly, leaning on the door frame and I narrowed my eyes at him. It felt weird, having him scan every inch of me, I mean. I could feel the inevitable blush rising up my cheeks but I refused to cower away; Halloween is a day, the only day actually, where he looks at me with a care. I'd rather enjoy it.
I have a crush on him. Can't you tell?
"Really, Hughes? You couldn't be a little bit more creative for what you have to dress for Halloween?" He threw his hands up in the air in exasperation. I looked down at my Audrey Hepburn costume from her character in Breakfast at Tiffany's, a black full-length dress that hugged me comfortably, black gloves and kitten heels that I was just getting cozy in. I had the outfit paired with a small tiara with my hair in a bun at the top of my head, pearl jewelry and black tinted cat-eye sunglasses Alec had sent me from back when he and Riley first started living together. The sunglasses were the piece of inspiration for this costume initially. Though, it was safe to say that my red scarf had totally ruined the whole thing.
"Speak for yourself, Greene," I hissed, gesturing at the only piece of his grand costume: a cotton ball. "I mean, you look pathetic. God! Put some effort in your 'costume'!" I held up quotation marks in the air to emphasize my point.