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𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

FINN'S POV

I came home to see Natalia gone and Arabella leaving with all her stuff. It made me confused because she had said that she wasn't leaving to LA for a couple more weeks. Those couple weeks I was going to use to build up the courage to ask her out. Properly.

"Hey, what's going on?" I said placing my hands on her shoulders as she was trying to make her way out.

"When you went out with Carmen, everyone assumed that you guys were on a date." She explained.

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"Some say you were cheating, some say we broke off things weeks ago." She sighed. "I have a flight to catch tomorrow morning. There's no point in me staying anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, it's over. The deal's off. The contract's finished. We're free, right?" I could sense the sadness in her voice as she slithered out of my arms and through the door. "Bye Finn. It was fun while it lasted."

And then she left. Milo was whining on the couch, her room was clean and empty, her toothbrush, towel, and makeup bag was gone. It was like she was never even here. She left without a trace of her. Making the house feel less like a home.

I sighed and fell down to the couch. This was it. Me from a few months ago was waiting for this moment to come, but he never knew he would feel so empty.

I opened my phone to see several messages from Phoebe. The most recent one saying:
CALL ME RIGHT NOW DIAZ

I rolled my eyes and called her.

"Hello." I said.

"FINN WHAT THE FUCK?!" She yelled through the phone.

"Could you be any louder?"

"YOU WERE CHEATING ON—" she got so loud the audio cut out.

"You're so loud that the phone can't even understand you."

"UGH" she said. "You were cheating on Arabella?!"

"Not intentionally."

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"Carmen was a friend from El Salvador, we were just catching up. The internet was just looking for drama."

"Still." Phoebe sighed. "Is Arabella still there?"

"No, she has a flight tomorrow morning. She's going back to LA."

"Finn..."

"Yes?"

"Do you really like Arabella?"

I thought for a moment.

"It's a little more than that."

"Explain."

"I don't it's just." I let out a breath. "Whenever I'm around her I feelike a little kid again. I get these weird feelings in my stomach and my head gets all foggy. I find myself laughing at her jokes even when they're far from funny. I can't help but stare deeply into her eyes every we talk and whenever I see her rocking Milo in her arms, I can't help but Imagine her looking down at our future kids."

"Finn..." Phoebe started. "You're in love."

"Am I?" I said. It was a rhetorical question. I knew I did, I just didn't know how to say it.

"Yeah, so what are you gonna do about it?"

"I don't know. Something tacky?"

"Something cliche?"

"Something stupid?"

"Something over the top?"

"All of the above?" Phoebe laughed from the other side of the line.

"All of the above."