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ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs ☆ F.B

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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇...
Both Finney and Y/n are both nervous but one is just slightly more...

lowercase intended.

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I was seated at the stands behind the metal fence. Donna and Stella had came to watch the game with me. I enjoyed watching baseball. I also enjoyed watching another something...

"Y/n! Just go up and talk to him!"
Donna laughs as she pulled me out of my trance from watching Finney. I haven't realized I was.

"I'm not talking to him.."
I was watching him warm up and practice, but they were pulling me out of my fantasy.

"I think you should go for it," Stella says.
"That's your brother."
"So? He needs a girl like you."

"You guys know I can't talk to him. I hate to admit that I would be a nervous wreck but I would fumble everything," I mumble.

"Don't be scared. Just goooo,"
Donna tried to convince me.

I sighed as I felt a bit pressured.
"Okay, okay. I won't promise anything though.... after the game."

"Fine by us."

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After the game, I pace around thinking of what I should say after 'hi' or should I say 'hey.'

"Go wait for him by the exit area."

I sigh hesitantly before making my way there.

I see him talk to his teammates before coming closer to the fence.
'you got this, y/n. don't be a scaredy-cat.'

He looked up at me before walking past me.

"Hey!"
I call out for him as I build up the courage.

He turns around to face me.
"Oh, me? hi."

"Good... job on the game," I tell him nervously.

"Thanks!"
He smiles big.

"You're welcome... you're pretty good," this is super awkward. Have to escape this.

"I try.. it's getting there," he chuckles.

"Finney, right?"
"Yeah, what's your name?"
"Y/n."

Big question now. I shouldn't ask this.
"Do you have a girlfriend?"

What the flip, y/n.

He pauses before speaking up.
"Yeah, she's somewhere at the stands.."

My heart drops. My stomach drops. I'm sad. Heartbroken. I don't even know this boy.
"oh..." was all I could mutter out.

"well, i gotta go now..."
I zoom out of their super fast.