𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 ; ᶠᶦⁿⁿᵉʸ ᴮˡᵃᵏᵉ

vii

The Blake and Arellano boy's watched as Oliver fell asleep in his bed, in jeans and a white t-shirt. The two continued to scan the posters, and figure out why Oliver was acting the way he was, it wasn't even like it was him, like something had taken over him as he tried solving this mystery. They knew that he was paranoid over the past couple months of being stalked, like he was next. It was a bummer Finney and Robin couldn't be around the brunette 24/7, but they'd do anything in their power to keep him safe.

Robin sighs, putting the posters and notebook back in the door and looking up at Finney. Finney was chewing on the inside of his cheek, looking over his shoulder and watching Oliver sleep.

"Finn."

Finney snaps his head back to Robin, "Hm?"

"You should stay here tonight. His parents aren't here and he needs someone here if he wakes up"

"Yeah, your right" Finney nods, "I'll wake up early, go back home and come back here, you down?"

Robin nods, giving the brunette a small smile and tightening his bandana that rested on his head. "See you tomorrow, Finn"

"See ya" Finney gives a small wave as Robin walks out of the room, quietly closing the door behind him.

Finney turns back to Oliver, a soft smile painting his face, at least everything was okay now. He grabs two pillows from under the bed, and a blanket, laying them out on the floor. Finney walks back downstairs, deciding to make something to eat as he hadn't eaten dinner and Oliver probably hadn't either, but he wouldn't wake the tired boy up.

Finn made himself some soup from a can, using one of the familiar white bowls that were stacked in the cabinet. He sits at the table in the living room, sitting and eating in silence, occasionally glancing out the window to see if anyone was coming home. After finishing, he puts the dishes in the sink, walking back upstairs and turning all the lights off, and locking the front door.

The brunette returns to Oliver's room, turning the lights off and laying down on the hardwood floor in his jeans and black t-shirt, looking up at the knocked out Jupe boy. The boy rests his head upon the two pillows he'd dragged from under the bed, and closing his eyes. The peace didn't last long, though, as Finney heard a vehicle approaching outside and pull into the driveway.

In a panic, Finney sits up, staring at the bedroom door, debating whether or not to lock it, he didn't wanna get Oliver in trouble, but he didn't want to get him hurt either. The boy stuffs the blanket and pillows under the bed as he hears the front door open, the boy sliding under the bed and covering his mouth, not wanting to get caught. Hopefully he made the right choice leaving the door unlocked.

Finney hides under the bed as footsteps pass outside the door, lights flicking on and off as the adults walk around the top level of the house. Finn does his best to stay quiet, trying to not panic if he were to be caught. But, the footsteps had stopped and the lights were off again, he was in the clear.

The boy rolls out from under the bed, taking the pillows and blanket with him, sprawling back out on the floor. In a second thought, he stands up, walking to the door and locking it, not wanting to cause a scene at three in the morning if Oliver's parents decided to open the door to check on him.

Finney sprawls back down on the floor again, closing his eyes and letting the drowsy and tired feeling slip over him.

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A few days later after school, everything had seemed fine. It was a Tuesday, as usual, and the three has a rotation class they finally had together as a trio, so that was fun. Although, Phys Ed was never that fun. But they got to stand in the back of the line like the girls and talk most the time, seeing as they were on the same team.

Finney and Oliver were walking the streets, Finn with his Lego spaceship in hand to hopefully stab someone who would try to dare hurt them. Oliver had the small planet Finney had made him still in his pocket, just needing it for comfort. The two were making their way back to Finn's, needing to study for an upcoming English test.

Oliver speaks up, "Hey, I should go home and make sure my parents heard the answering machine, that cool?"

The two were at the corner that separated the two conjoined neighborhoods, Finn shrugging and nodding with a soft smile.

"Yeah, call when you get there and when you're coming back, okay?"

"Yeah"

Oliver and Finney then seperate ways, the shaggy haired boy looking over his shoulder with red dusting his cheeks. He was falling head over heels for his best friend.

The walk home was mostly Finn worried for Oliver, and the other half crushing on him. He couldn't wait to walk into his room and see the drawing the curly haired boy made for him, hung on his wall.

Walking into his house and into his room, Finney throws his stuff down, awaiting the phone to ring. He stands next to the phone that sat on the wall in the hallway, rocking on his heels as he awaited the familiar ringing. Gwen steps out into the hall, book in hand as she looks up at her brother. She blinks and rolls her eyes, making her way past, knowing why Finney was sitting at the phone.

She makes her way into her room, before Finney calls for her.

"Hey, Gwen? Did the phone ring before I got home?"

"No!" She shouts back.

Finney bites at his lip before picking it up, dialing the Jupe household number. Maybe Oliver forgot, he was just checking up to make sure he was home. The opposite line continues to ring with no answer as the shaggy haired brunette sets the phone back down on the switch.

Finney had a stomach feeling he couldn't get rid of, but told himself to not worry. He couldn't give up the feeling, even half an hour later when Oliver didn't show up. Finn makes his way back to the phone, redialing the number to get no answer. He puts the phone back down on the switch, then picking it up again to call Robin.

"Hello?"

"Robin! Have you heard from Oliver? He hasn't come over yet and everytime I call no one answers."

"Shit, Finn. Let me call, I'll call you back"

After a minute or two the phone rings again, Finney becoming worried as he listens to Robin.

"No answer. How long has it been since you heard from him?"

"Like an hour, All he had to do was walk the street down to his house, he had to of made it, right?"

"He was alone, Finn. I think we have to assume the worst. He always answers the phone, he can't stand letting it ring. I'll tell my mom, get Gwen and go over there to see if he's there. If not, call and tell me"

"Okay. Thanks Robin"

Finney rushes into Gwen's room, her shoes still on as he drags her from the bed and out the door, quickly explaining the situation as they run down the street. Their running became sprinting as they reached the house within minutes, busting through the front door and shouting Oliver's name.

"Fuck!"

AN - 5 days until school starts and I wanna kms 😭😭😭