"how fancy do i need to dress finn?" i whine as i pull out a few dresses from my wardrobe.
"you don't need to dress too fancy. wear whatever you want!" finn shouts back reassuringly from his room. i'm so confused. ugh.
i pull out a a white and red floral dress that i wear all the time. it's the perfect not too fancy, not too casual dress. i pair it with some black converse high tops and an oversized black denim jacket because the uk's weather is so unpredictable.
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finn is taking me somewhere and i have no idea where. it's stressing me out because i don't know what occasion i should be dressing for but he said just to be casual.
"this will do." i sigh as i shut the door of the wardrobe and walk over to my vanity. i swipe on some clear lipgloss, curl my lashes, and apply some mascara. that's all i usually do because i can never be bothered to put in a lot of effort when it comes to makeup. i pick up my brush and tangle it through my wavy y/hc hair. i take a deep breath and pace through to finn's room, where he is slouched on his bed on his phone waiting for me. as soon as i enter he looks up at me, his eyes widening.
"what do you think? is it too casual or too fancy?" i say as i spin around.
"woah. you loo- look stunning, kels." finn barely gets out. i literally look like i rolled out of bed. what does he see in me? dear god. i wave my hand infront of his face, snapping him out of his stare.
"let's go!" he jumps up and we are off to our destination. where ever tf it is.
- - - time skip to in the car - - -
Finn's POV:
we've been driving for twenty minutes now, and we have just reached the destination. the sun is about to set, perfect timing. its nothing huge, but i wanted to take keslie somewhere special.
Kelsie's POV:
finn parks the car at the bottom of a beautiful field. the sun is away to set, and i have a feeling we're here to watch it. he grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers through mine.
"this is beautiful." i gasp taking in the breathtaking landscape. a big field isn't something you would normally find in london, so he must've done a lot of research into finding this place.
"how in the world did you find this place!"
"a lot of googling. took awhile but it was worth it." he smiles warmly at me.
all i can think about is what josh told me earlier. he loves me. surely not?
"kels i'm not really sure what happened, between us, you know yesterday? but i hope that you don't regret anything. to have you in my life is such an important thing to me-" he begins, his leg bouncing up and down. i place my hand on his thigh to calm him, smiling reassuringly. he immediately stops bouncing his leg. he felt safe with me.
"thank you. you saved my life finn. after everything. you put everything on the line so you could be with me, here." i blurt out, surprised at how easily i can spill my guts to finn. he never judges me, he just listens. always.
our faces are only inches apart. that feeling. i look back and forth between his eyes as he glances down at my lips, and then back to my eyes. home.
"i love you, kelsie. and you don't have to say it back, but i just thought you should know." he smiles softly.
" i love you too, finn." i've never been so happy to hear three words in my entire life. he gently places his hands on my neck, kissing me like the world is away to end. i feel him smile into it. he loves me. he actually loves me. finn wolfhard loves me. he grabs onto my hips, pulling me closer to him as i run my fingers through his hair. the sun has disappeared, and the orange to pink tones painting the sky have faded into a midnight blue shade. little stars are poking through the sky.
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"i feel like i need to actually ask this, but will you be my girfriend, kelsie?" he laughs in return.
i don't say anything, but instead i grab his face and kiss him again, more passionately this time. i pull away, dropping from my tip toes back to my normal height.
"is that a yes?"
"well no shit sherlock."
i place my head on his chest, shaking it in disbelief of what has happened in the past few weeks. is this all just a dream?
"you love me." he mumbles
"shut up." and just like that, we're ourselves again.
