Me and my Brothers

Chapter 30~Heart-to-Heart

Yep, this was 100% a terrible fucking idea. Of course, he has to be in a towel because what else would he be wearing whenever I decide to stop by.

"Denver!? What the hell are you doing here, and why don't you have shoes on?" Finn asks, sounding surprised.

Shoes? I look down, and sure enough, my dumb ass forgot shoes, so here I am on Finn Hall's doorstep in cactus socks. "Uh, it's kind of a long story, sorry to uh..interrupt your shower. See you later," I say awkwardly, trying to get as far away from him as possible. I'm going to take my chances at my brothers' finding me at Austin's. I shouldn't be here.

"Denver, wait! I have time. Let me get changed, and we can talk about your long story because for you to wind up at my house, it must be one hell of a story," Finn says, grabbing my hand before I can fully walk away. He has one thing right, for me to be here, something has to be going on.

I am also now fully aware that Finn is just standing in his doorway in nothing but a towel. His lack of clothing is making me blush. I mean, he does have a nice body; there's still water dripping down his abs from the shower, I interrupted.

"Like what you see, baby," Finn asks, leaning on his door frame, smirking.

And just like that, his awful personality ruins it, the cocky bastard. I just roll my eyes and turn to walk away again. I don't get very far because his hand grabs mine again.

"Hey, I was kidding. Come in, and we can talk about this. You look like you need someone to talk to." He says, his smirk getting replaced with concern.

I know I shouldn't. I know that I should say no and walk back to my house. Maybe let Andrew yell at me so this can all be over, but I really don't want to listen to Andrew right now, and I need to talk to someone. So I let a towel-covered Finn Hall drag me into his house by the hand. Yeah, this was an awful idea.

"Do you want a drink, maybe a snack?" Finn asks, trying to be hospitable. He kind of ruined his chances of that when he shoved a Reece's cup down my throat, though.

"I'm okay," I say, and I again find myself wanting the floor to swallow me whole.

"Uh...okay, well, I'm going to go get changed. You can come with me if you want." Finn asks, sounding nervous.

"I'm okay," I say again.

"Uh, okay. You can take a seat on the couch then. My parents are on a business trip," He says, nodding his head to the massive couch by the entryway.

I don't say anything. I just watch him jog up the stairs. Okay, Denver, you have to get out of here. Immediately. I don't want to go back to the house. Maybe they have already noticed I am gone and checked Austin's, so now I can go to Austin without them knowing I'm there. I've spent so long thinking of an exit plan that just as quickly as he went up the stairs, Finn is coming back down. He's wearing black and white striped ball shorts, and he has a pink hoodie in his hands.