i'm tired. | fw x reader

part two.

y/n's pov

during the first few weeks back at school, me and finn had really started hitting it off. it turned out we had so much in common that i hadn't already knew about. i knew that he played the guitar and was in a band, which, i too play guitar, but i had no idea he shared some of my other interests as me. some of which none of my other friends shared with me. like some tv shows for example. i had no idea, and honestly was quite suprised when finn brought up that he liked to watch degrassi. i had no idea of anyone else that watches that show.

obviously as we were talking more and becoming closer, my feelings were also there. i mean, come on its finn wolfhard. he's beautiful. but i cant really do anything about it, can i?  i've known him for little under a month and he's a world known actor, of course i cant just walk up to him and tell him what i think about at night. and i know for a fact, the things i think about are thoughts i share with 12 year old girls with his pictures up on their walls.

it was officially february. the last month of summer. summer is my favourite. mostly because i kind of grew up in a summery environment. plus, i dread the cold and the short days, though snuggling up under a doona at night is always nice. february. though i love summer, february was always a month i hated. last month of summer, school starting back, too many birthdays. it was horrible. and by the time people heard i was friends with THE finn wolfhard, people started inviting me to a l o t of parties. always with a 'oh and you can bring someone else if you want :)'. no i didn't go. i barely even knew the people who invited me. i go to a small school, only 200 people in the whole high school. but that doesn't mean i want to be invited to every god damn party on the surface of earth. especially to a crusty 13th birthday. why the fuck would i go to a literal child's birthday. im 16 i don't need to deal with that shit. but out of the dozens of parties i got invited to, i only went to two. and they were the people from my old friend group. though i didn't really hang out with them anymore, i still think they're fun and i love to talk to them. it was both farah's birthday and zara's.

it was the day of farah's party. it was nothing crazy, just a few friends staying at hers for the night. i knew everyone there pretty well, as we all went to school together. i got there and everyone was already there, swimming in her pool. i wasn't really up to swimming just yet, so i decided to take a seat at the side of the pool and sat next to one of my friends, jen. i hadn't seen her in ages, since she goes to a differnt school now, so it was great to finally talk to her. 'hey n/n! i haven't seen you in ages!' jen said, bringing me into a bear hug. 'ugh i know. you shouldn't have moved i miss you so much!' i replied. ever since she moved i felt like i was kind of alone in a way. i really didn't know why, since i had other friends, but jen is one of the most caring people out there, and she was just a lot like me.

we were talking for a while, catching up and seeing how eachother were. we soon got onto the topic of finn. 'so, is he even dreamier in real life?' jen asks. 'is that even a question? he's drop dead gorgeous!' i make sure to whisper that part so the other girls don't hear me. i know one of them would just be too bitter and tell finn that i said that, and that'll probably make him stop talking to me. let's face it. 'so, are you going to make a move?' she asks. i laughed at first, honestly thinking she was joking, but i then saw the seriousness on her face. 'are you crazy? i cant make a move. it's finn wolfhard. and i'm like his personal tour guide here at them moment. how awkward would it be when he says no?' jen gave me a look as if to say shut up. 'well if you don't. she will and you know it' jen says, looking over to zara.

zara. we used to be best friends me and her, especially in year seven. we were both the annoying twelvies who thought we were top shit. we would record ourselves running around target, be loud in the school bathrooms, and roll our skirts up so high we nearly got suspended (yes. that did actually happen. private schools am i right?) then in year eight we became friends with lily, harley, anna, and farah. it was awesome finally being in a big friend group. that was until half way through zara got a boyfriend. she totally ditched us for him, which was kinda weird, seeing as though they're relationship was the definition of middle school 'let's hug after school' type business. they would never even talk. but, not the point. zara, though, went through every guy in our year level. well, everyone she didn't describe as 'revolting to the point they burn my brains out'.