TBP ONESHOTS

XI / 2 "Chances" Finney Blake x Reader

Finney Blake x Reader !

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Weeks went by before any issues arose, but all of a sudden, I got this really serious text from Bruce. "Hey, can we talk?"
It read, I replied with a simple thumbs up. "Okay, meet me behind the bleachers at 4:30"
He texted back. I closed my phone and awaited the meeting. I hadn't spoken to Bruce properly since the baseball game all those weeks ago, so I was kind of surprised he had texted me. I mean, he couldn't even be bothered to meet Finney and I in the diner that night.

School went by quite slowly as I awaited my meeting with Bruce. I had quite a few tests, too. So when it was finally time to meet up with Bruce by the baseball field, I was just about fed up with the day.

Bruce met me with tears in his eyes. "Y/N, she broke up with me!"
He wailed, pulling me in for a hug. "Oh, Bruce,"
I frowned, opening my arms for a hug. He ran up to me without hesitation, wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug, I hugged him back, but with not nearly as much force. "I thought she was the one,"
Bruce whimpered, burying his face in my neck. I hushed him as he hiccuped into my neck, his tears soaking into my shirt, making it damp. "It's going to be okay, Bruce."
I comforted, he continued to cry, hugging me tighter. I slowly lowered myself onto the ground, Bruce following without hesitation.

Once Bruce finally calmed down, his eyes were bloodshot with his dried tears on his cheeks. "It was you,"
Bruce mumbled. I hummed in confusion. "It was always you."
Bruce said, looking up at me hopefully. "I always loved you!"
He admitted, "I dated Amy because she was available, because I thought I didn't have a chance with you."
Bruce said, "But now, I'm not afraid."
Bruce stated, puckering his lips as he neared my face. I quickly shoved him off of me. "Bruce, you're confused."
I said, "No, no Y/N, in fact, I've never been more sure in my life."
Bruce emphasized, leaning in further, continuing to get closer to me. "Bruce, no."
I pushed him off of me. "But, don't you like me back?"
He asked, hopefully. "Bruce, I did like you! But you lost your chance! I'm sorry, I'm with Finney now."
I explained, looking away. "But Y/N-"
Bruce cried, "Bruce, no, I'm sorry, I'm going home."
I said, turning on my heel and walking home.

The next few days were awkward, to say the least. Bruce didn't speak to me unless completely necessary, and I wasn't sure what to do. I love Bruce, sure, but not the way I love Finney. I love Bruce as my best friend, like a brother. As time went on, Bruce began to open back up and Finney and I continued our relations, all was well again and I finally found the boy of my dreams.