'𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬' ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐟.𝐰 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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Kelsie's POV:

"i'll miss you guys so much. but you'll still see me every day. "

"i don't even know why i'm so upset. we'll still see you all the time. but i'm still gonna miss having our midnight parties every night kels. i love you!" sadie replies, while i pull her into a hug. a few seconds later millie appears with a framed photo of me, her, sadie and noah at our spa night in her hand. she hands it to me and says

"just to spice up your room. kels... what will i do without seeing you every day on set? i don't know how i coped without you." millie whispers into my shoulder.

"i adore it millster. thank you love. don't cry, i'll see you soon i promise!!"

"ok... i love you guys. so much. bye everyone!" i jump into my car and turn on the engine. i'm really gonna miss being on set all the time, it was such a cool experience but i need to go.

"you all set?" finn asks while he climbs in the passenger seat beside me. i nod while he squeezes my hand; and i begin to head to finn's house.

"so what's my room like? is it big? has it got like a chandelier or some shit like that in it? what colour are the walls? or are they made of gold or something." he laughs and then rolls his eyes at me.

"are you making fun of me miss kelsie simpson?" finn replies, his head tilted

"mabye." i grin at him cheekily before the sat nav interrupts me.

in 100 yards, take a left and continue until you have reached your destination.

"iN 100 yARdS, tAkE a LeFt" finn repeats in a pretty crappy english accent.

"that was possibly one of the shitiest fake accents ever." i say before arriving at finn's house. UMMMM HELLO IS THIS PLACE A HOTEL? TF-

"here we are!" he smiles and opens the door to get out. i stare at the house in aw of how magnificent it is. wow i feel poor.

"holy crap finn! i'd honestly be surprised if my room wasn't made of gold-"

"shut up." he laughs. "i'll get your suitcase, you head inside."

"sure you don't want help?"

"i'm sure. go in, so i don't have to listen to you insulting me for the next 3 hours."

"i- fine. but i wasn't insulting you. i was just making a statement."

"mhm. sure." i give him a quick kiss and head inside.

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i'm sitting on the floor tidying up the mess i made when unpacking my stuff. finn's house is more than extravagant, if i hadn't known better i would've assumed it was a hotel. his mum is coming home in about an hour and i'm so fricking nervous to meet her.

"all done unpacking!" i say to finn as he walks into my new room, holding two lemonades.

"what do you think about the place?" he asks while handing me a glass.

"it's beautiful. although there's one room i have yet to see." i smirk at finn who is now rolling his eyes while pulling me up from the ground. i got butterflies every single time this boy touched me.

"come on, i'll show you my room." he grabs my hand while i walk behind him and follow him to his room. (lmao i hope that made sense) he reaches the end of the hall and opens the last door of many to reveal a very... finn room. basically exactly what i envisioned. band posters, a lot of guitar stuff, some awards displayed at the top of his dresser, and records covering a corner of the white painted wall. oh and a huge ass walk in wardrobe. will definitely be stealing some clothes from there.

"what do ya think?" he says, smiling while trying to read the look on my face.

"i love it. very finn." i reply, reading the posters covering the main part of his wall. he has an 'it' one, the original stranger things poster, and a few from his favourite bands. i smile as my eyes study the familiar faces on each one. then i pause when i see a photo of me and finn, in London on the day he asked me to be his girlfriend. a warm smile creeps onto my face as i take in every detail of the picture. his hand in mine, the both of us pulling the weirdest face we could.

"i remember taking that photo like it was an hour ago." he says while glancing back and fourth between me and the picture.

"cute. well, not me. i look hideous in that, you look good even when you're pulling a stupid face. you're very lucky, finnlard." i reply, cringing at me in the picture.

"could be because i'm lucky, or it could just be that i'm hot. both very realistic answers." he shrugs his shoulders sarcastically, before a huge smile appears on his face. i raise my eyebrows at him.

"oh come on, i could not have more obviously been kidding!" he protests back.

we hear the front door open as a gentle voice says, "i'm home!" finns mum! aghhhhhh istg if i make a bad impression-

"it's my mom. come on, i'll introduce you to her." he kisses my forehead softly and leads me downstairs. i see her, holding multiple shopping bags, with a beautiful smile painted across her face; just like finns.

"Mrs Wolfhard! i'm kelsie, it's so great to finally meet you!" i say, as she pulls me in for a cozy hug.

"oh please, call me mary. it's so lovely to meet you, honey! finn has talked about nothing but you for the past few months. i was starting to wander if he had made you up." she laughs while finn shoots her a look.

"oh finn, you can't deny it.  it's true!" she turns and looks back at me. "he is head over heels in love with you. it's so sweet." she replies.

"i can't thank you enough for letting me stay here. you have been a huge help. i don't know what i would've done without you."

"it's a pleasure, kelsie. make yourself at home! i'm sure finn has already shown you around, hasn't he?" finn nods.

"he has. your house is beautiful." i say softly, a smile spreading across mary's glowing face.

"oh thank you love! if you need anything, just let me know. i need to go unpack the groceries but it was great to meet you kelsie." she grins and walk off to the kitchen.

"your mum is so sweet." i say while finn wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my head.

"she loves you already. mabye even more than she loves me. she has been so excited to meet you."