Before Sunset : Finn Wolfhard x Reader

Him.

"Can you take me to the Four Seasons?" I asked the taxi driver. He nodded as I went to open the car door.

"Y/n...is that really you?" He yelled through the loud rain that surrounded us. It was really him. The same boy that I haven't stopped thinking about for two years. Right before my eyes.

"Finn..." I breathed. He slowly took steps towards me before wrapping his arms around me. We stood in the pouring rain just holding each other.

"How are you?" I pulled away and he held both of my hands.

"Good, and you?"

"Great." I smiled. "Um..you wanna get some coffee or something?" I asked avoiding eye contact.

"Didn't you just say you were going to the Four Seasons?"

"I have a little time. Until sunset to be exact." I turned back to the taxi driver who looked furious, and signaled that I no longer needed a ride.

Finn laughed. "Come on, I know a good coffee shop." He started walking as I caught up to him. "I can't believe you're here!" He turns to me.

"Yeah, me neither." I laughed. "Are you sure you don't have to stay at the Venue?"

"It's okay, the concert is over and I met all the people with backstage passes already - there's a coffee shop a little further, that I like a lot." We continue walking. "I thought I was going to lose it in there after I saw you, y/n. How'd you even know I was going to be here?"

"So you did see me." I say causing us both to laugh. "Almost a month ago I saw you were going to preform here, so I booked a flight immediately." He smiles.

     I continue, "how long are you here for?"

     "Two nights." We smile at each other.

"But before we go anywhere I have to ask - did you show up in Vienna that December?" I turn to him.

"Did you?" He asks.

I pause before answering. "I couldn't, but did you? I have to know. It's important to me."

"Why, if you didn't?" He laughs.

"Did you?"

"No."

"Oh thank God you didn't."

"Yeah, thank God you didn't either. If one of us would have been there alone, it would have sucked." He says. We continue walking.

"I know, I was so concerned with that. I've always felt horrible about not being there but I couldn't, my grandma died a few days before and she was buried that day, December 16th.

"She died? The one who was in love with another man?" He asks.

"How did you remember that?"

"I remember everything."

"I was just about to fly to Vienna to meet you when we got the news about her, then of course I went to the funeral with my parents."

"I'm so sorry to hear that." He replied with sympathy.

"But you weren't there anyway-" I pause and look at him before I continue. "-Why weren't you there? I would have been there if I could have - you better have a good reason." We slow to a stop and just look at each other. The rain was now clearing up as I look deep into his eyes. For an actor he's really not a good liar.

"Oh no! You were there, weren't you?" He breaks eye contact.

"Yeah." He looks down.

"Finn, that's terrible! I'm so sorry. I'm laughing but I don't mean it I swear."