The Venue.

260 9 4
                                    

As I stepped out from the steaming shower, I grabbed my towel and wrapped my soaking wet hair. I entered my room to get dressed and once I was dressed, I took a quick glance in the mirror to fix up my hair a bit before heading downstairs.

"Good morning my love. Do you have everything ready to go?" The blonde haired boy asked with a mouth full of cereal. That was Daniel, he's my boyfriend. We have been going out for almost a year.

Right now i'm rushing to catch my flight to Toronto. "Good morning. Almost everything. I still need to pack a few more things and i'll be on my way. What do you have planned for the day?"

"Probably going to a friends house to catch up on some stuff. When will you be back again?"

"Tomorrow. Do I know them?"

"No. Have a good flight." He kissed my forehead and headed upstairs to get ready.

It's been two years since I met Finn on the train. We decided we would meet again exactly six months later, but two days prior my grandmother passed away. As much as I wanted to see Finn again, I was going through a rough time. Since we never exchanged numbers or anything, we haven't spoken since our night in Vienna. I follow him on instagram, and I attempted to DM him a few times, but he never followed me back or replied to my messages. I sometimes wonder if he ended up going to the train station in Vienna alone and is angry with me and that's why he hasn't contacted me.

Three weeks ago, I saw that Finn was going to preform with his band The Aubrey's, in Toronto, I immediately booked a flight, in hope that I could have a chance to explain to him what had happened. Even still, I would love to be there to support him. I really do miss him. I hope that he feels the same way.

My flight leaves in an hour and i'm now rushing to the airport. I probably should have planned this out better, considering i'm speeding and i'll probably get a ticket. I'm sure that I forgot so many things, but that didn't matter. I'm looking forward to seeing him again. I really hope he hasn't forgotten about me.

After an 8 hour flight, that felt like 80 hours, I was finally in the beautiful city of Toronto. I checked into the Four Seasons and when I got up to my room, I threw all of my bags on the floor and plopped on the king sized bed that nearly filled the room. I figured since I rarely ever travel, why not check into a super expensive hotel just for fun. And maybe even cause some trouble before I leave.

Looking Out for You - Joy Again

was playing as I got ready. I had a good amount of time before the show started, and I have never felt more nervous in my entire life. Thoughts roamed my mind about him hating me, or forgetting who I was. I decided that I should just go, regardless of those outcomes, because my mom didn't raise a pussy.

I went for a subtle yet glam make up look, and I wore a white top with a green mini skirt, threw on a brown leather jacket and some brown boots. Somewhat casual, but also serving looks.

     I called a taxi and once I got in, my nerves got even worse

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

     I called a taxi and once I got in, my nerves got even worse. Thank God the taxi driver didn't try to make small talk or i'd probably just die to be honest. When we approached the large venue known as The Budweiser Stage, I could practically feel my heart pounding out of my chest.

     The band opened with No Offerings. I haven't really listened to any of their music before, and I was just blown away by their talent. The whole time I was dancing along with the music and enjoying myself, I forgot all about my nerves and seeing Finn. During a cover of Salad Days by Mac DeMarco, I noticed that Finn looked in my direction, and for a moment it felt like he saw me, but he immediately went back to singing and didn't look back for the rest of the night.

     After the show, I searched the whole venue in search for Finn, but had no luck. They wouldn't let me back stage, and the venue was really hectic. I started to feel nauseous by my surroundings, and a little sad. If Finn did see me, he could be avoiding me. I instantly started feeling regret. How could I be so naive to come all the way out here after standing him up? He hates me.

I found the nearest exit out of the sweaty loud venue. It was pouring rain now and the sky's were gloomy and foggy. I signaled for the nearest taxi with tears welling up in my eyes. This was all my fault anyway. I should have gave him my number back in Vienna.

     "Y/n...Is that really you?" A familiar voice yelled in the rain.

     It was him.

Before Sunset : Finn Wolfhard x ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now