Chapter Seventeen

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Thank you for all your votes. PLEASE TW: Tommy is really sick and rough in this chapter. While there is no underage sex, he's a bit sick. I don't write underage smut, but I need to weave in some actions on his part for the next part when she's older will piece together better. 

The following weekend, everyone rounded up for Sunday dinner. On the Sundays where everyone showed up, it wasn't until late evening when people started to leave. Dinner ended hours ago, but people were still over, talking to the same people they talked to every...single...day. Amelia had been washing dishes with Finn in the kitchen, humming. Oddly, they were a bit off after the kiss; quiet and distant. Amelia kept glancing over at him drying glasses. Finally, she sighed, putting her rag down. "Finn, are we okay?" she asked, a bit unsure of her words. Hmm, he hummed, still focusing on the glasses. That's when she walked over, placing her hand on his shoulder. "I'm being serious, Finn. You've barely talked to me since that night! Now, are we good? Did I, maybe, do something wrong? I'm sorry about your lamp, but you broke it, too, and like...maybe I bit you too hard or something. I dunno, but for fucks sake, I never kissed a boy before. And now you're stonewalling me. So, please, tell me why?" Finn slowly looked at her, blinking.

"Um," he awkwardly hummed, scratching the bridge of his nose. "I'm fine, really. Just busy-"

"Busier than usual?" She raised her brow, not accepting his answer. "Sorry, I just thought you'd be different from the other boys." Amelia shrugged, grinning to herself as she turned her back. Finn's ears perked.

"No, no, I am! I am different," he quickly protested, reaching out for her arm. "I'm just tired, really. And I'm sorry, Amelia, I didn't mean it-"

"It's just," she sighed, looking at him. "We sleep like two feet from one another. It isn't that hard to say hi."

"You're right, you're right, but the question is...why didn't you say hi?" he asked, slowly grinning, and she shrugged again as did he, mocking her. They went back to finishing the dishes before Amelia paused, again glancing over. She turned off the tap and walked over, squeezing herself between him and the counter. Shyly, her eyes fluttered up with a little smile. So new, so inexperienced with everything, Amelia hadn't an idea of what to do next. Touch his arms? Play with his hair? Her hands hovered over the sides of his arms, trembling. Unsure and questioning. Gently, she touched him before standing on her toes. Knitting his brows, he asked, "Amelia?"

Slowly she leaned in...so close, her eyes went cross when he went double. Their noses kissed by the tips before she turned her face, going in for a real kiss. The knot in her stomach grew bigger the closer she got to his equally trembling lips. "Can we kiss again?" she whispered, her breath tickling him. "Or will you ignore me for a whole other week?"

Finn's arms teased up and down her sides before snaking them around her waist, pulling her in. He answered by closing the gap between their lips, taking the lead in kissing her. Their arms explored each other's backs, pulling and scratching at their jumpers. His fingers made their way to her hair, twirling and playing with the curls. The knot in her stomach finally eased and all she felt was a flutter...like a butterfly in her tummy. It was nice. He pulled at her bottom lip sweetly, nibbling and sucking. Every time they parted just slightly for air, they laughed, a blush apparent on their cheeks. Nothing else mattered in the world except that. Just Finn and Amelia. Not the kitchen mess, not anyone else in the house, and certainly nothing else in the world. They part, resting forehead against forehead. She grabbed her hand and looked at her fingers as he slipped off his pinky ring and put it on her index. "You will wear this now...show those girls at school, eh?"

Her heart nearly combusted. Really? The boy that aggravated her so much!? She took a deep breath and sighed in happiness. "It's nice, but a little big-"

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