𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 , finn wolfhard

0.5

"
it's
only
the
police —
"

[y/n]

As I walked into my classroom, late, all eyes were on me. I sat down at my desk and listen to my teacher lecture me about being tardy.

I stared at her while whispered insults and profanities under my breath. She turned to face the board and continued with the lesson.

After a while, she got called out to take an important call and the class got rowdy. Very rowdy.

Everyone started talking under their breaths to each other, stealing a glance my way every now and again.

I flicked my eyes from group to group, pair to pair and realised they were all talking about the same thing.

About me.

I stood up abruptly, my chair scraping against the wooden floor.

"Okay, what the fuck is everyone talking abo-" I cried out before being cut off.

"Sit down Y/N! Language! And stop yelling otherwise I'll send you out!" My teacher scolded me as she came back in.

I huffed quiet and sat back down. I felt eyes on me and scanned the classroom until I saw to the left of me that some girl was staring at me.

She quickly slipped a piece of paper to her friends. They passed it to a guy who then gave it to me.

I opened up the note, quickly folding it back up when the teacher looked at me.

A stern look washed over her face as she made her way to my desk and snatched the note from me, opening it up.

I saw her eyes read the words and her face softened.

"Did you write this?" She asked quietly.

"No someone gave it to me."

She looked at me and smile kindly before walking away and throwing the note in the bin.

Class felt so much longer after that. I wanted to read that fucking note.

So, once break had started, I slipped back inside the empty classroom and walked over to the bin.

I moved a sheet of paper and saw the note, half open.

I grabbed it and read it, sitting on the floor.

I read the words rapidly but slowly down when I processed what was written on it.

Is it true you have no parents? HA you're a fucking orphan you psycho.

My heart dropped as I re read the words, making sure that's actually what it said.

I slowly clenched my fist, the note inside it.

One tear escaped from my eyes lashes and slid down my face. I heard a freak and stared at the door with red eyes. I saw a whip of black hair duck behind the small window that was at the top of the door.

I snatched myself up off the floor and quietly walked over to the door.

I pulled it open quickly but no one was there.

There was, in fact, a guy walking away.

I walked up to him and turned him around.

Finn, stared at me while his curls bounced and took a second to stop. He stared at me with a blank face but his mouth was almost a smug smirk and I could see something else in his eyes.

I audibly gasped.

"It was you! You! W-wha, how? Shit, it was you. How did you? You, you just got to town, how?" I blabbed on until something else grasped my attention.

"Hey! You're the orphan bitch right?" Some guy across from the school hallway shouts at me. His hair is yellow and looks like straw, his face is pale and covered with red acne spots.

"So, a psycho and an orphan." He chuckled.

"Shut the fuck up Nick! Or I'll fucking make you!" I yelled.

"Leave her alone Nick." Finn said quietly but loud enough for him to hear.

"Nobody asked your opinion, freak!" Nick spat at
Finn as he walked closer to us.

"Shut UP NICK!" I yelled at him furiously.

"Freak and psycho, such a cute and perfect duo- ugh!"

Nick groaned as my fist met his stomach, winding him.

"FUCK YOU!" I yelled before running off, using the same route out of school that I used yesterday.

I heard Finn run after me. I thought he was gonna stop me but he helped me over the fence and he jumped over and ran with me.

We ran to the same place as yesterday and sat down on the log, panting.

I tapped him on the shoulder and when he twisted his head around to face me, I pushed him to the ground.

I practically leapt on him and started shouting at him while I was kneeling on either side of his legs.

"Fuck you! Fuck you, you twat! You're pathetic! Fuck you!" I yelled, tears streaming from my eyes.

Finn placed a hand on my cheek and pulled me into a hug.

He lay on the ground, I lay on him.

I sobbed into his shoulder and he stroked my hair and shushed me in a comforting manner.

"F-fuck you." My voice broke.

He whispered kind things to me which made my skin tingle and brought butterflies to my stomach.

Once I'd calmed down we sat back on the log and talked about random shit until Finn brought something up.

"Hey Y/N, you do realise that we need to get our bags and stuff, right?"

I looked at him.

"Shit."

[y/n]

"
— that
ever
come
looking
for
you
"

NO A/N

NOT EDITED