Finn Wolfhard x Reader Instagram (and maybe Twitter) Story
In which, one fateful night
A girl jokingly posts on Instagram
Not expecting this response
I love writing shitty fanfiction.
Updates will be faster on this story cause it doesn't require...
"See, Y/n? Everyone loves you!" Jack exclaimed as he showed Y/n the comments as they sat in Finn's living room. "Only a few people are still calling you a whore"
"Gee thanks." Y/n sighed. "I don't think it helps that all of Jae's friends have been posting me. It makes me seem like a homie hopper"
"You are not a homie hopper," Finn laughed. "It's just a coincidence that you liked me and then Jaeden stole you and now you're flirting with Wyatt" He said sarcastically.
"Woah woah woah" Wyatt exclaimed, "We are not flirting and I'm in a relationship."
"Really?" Jack questions. "Because you've posted more Y/n than you have of your supposed girlfriend."
"We're keeping things private because she's not ready to face the public yet."
"Maybe you should stop being so couple-y with Y/n then. Wouldn't want her to get the wrong idea."
"What's your problem?" Y/n stared at Jack and Finn. "First, Finn I never liked you as more than a friend. Second, Jaeden fucking saved my life so excuse me if I felt obligated to like him. Third, me and Wyatt are just friends who just met. If you feel chemistry between us two, then that's on you. I feel nothing."
"You feel nothing?" Wyatt looked at Y/n kinda sad then shook it off. "That's good because the feeling is mutual."
"I call bullshit on the never liking me part." Finn leans back.
"Yeah and I don't understand how I'm the only friend that's been untouched by this wave of Y/n attraction" Jack says agitated.
"Can I go home now?" Y/n asked reluctantly. As she remembered the state of her life, she shook the question away. "Actually I-"
"Yeah goodbye Y/n" Finn stared blankly. "Go ahead."
"No but Finn, I don't-"
"Just leave, Y/n" Wyatt rolled his eyes as Jack nods in agreement.
"Fine." Y/n stormed out of Finn's house and slammed the door behind her. On the porch step sat Jaeden, and he looked up at her angrily.
"I heard yelling. Some other guy break your heart?" He smarted off.
"Piss off Jaeden."
"Where are you going?"
"Home"
BOYS POV
"But..." he trailed off remembering what her home like had become, but she was already gone. Realizing what's about to happen, he stormed into Finn's house.
"Jae! We thought you were long gone!" Finn stood up to hug him, but he was shoved aside.
"What'd you guys say to Y/n?" Jaeden stared at them blankly.
"Oh nothing much just that she's a homie hopper and she should go home immediately" Jack shrugged. "Nothing but the truth"
"Yeah, don't you think you deserve better than the way she treated you? Moving on to Wyatt that fast?" Finn questioned.
"Very one sided crush." Wyatt mentioned.
"I don't care about what happened between us you guys just-" Jaeden said in one breath. "You guys know nothing about her life and you shouldn't of sent her home"
"You're scaring me, Jae, chillax" Finn sighed.
"You guys don't understand. She has no home to go home to!"
"What do you mean?" Wyatt asked confused.
"It's a long story but if she doesn't find somewhere to live then she's getting sent to a girl's home and she was too scared to tell you guys but she really needs help." Jaeden sighed. "I don't love her anymore, but I still care about her and she deserves a place to sleep"
"God, and we just sent her away" Wyatt sighed. "She can stay at my place. I've got a guest bedroom"
"Maybe we could alternate houses? So it won't be too much on your family" Jack suggested. "I've got an insanely comfortable couch"
"Yeah I like that idea. Wyatt first, then Jack, then me." Finn said. "If we need, I have other friends that would love to help out"
"I will." Jaeden said shrugging his shoulders. "I'll always help a friend."
"Awesome. We've got a whole roster. Now we just need to find Y/n"
"Where'd she go Jae?" Wyatt asked.
𝘆/𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 1 hour ago
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