The Dysfunctional

Chapter 14: Once, on a dark and stormy night...

                      It was still cold, but once my brain decided it was tired, I soon felt my eyes fall heavy and close. Before I fell asleep, I could hear Clark, all the way in the living room, snoring loudly. I could also hear Finches light breathing and mumbling in his sleep. "G-give her b-back," At first, I thought maybe he was dreaming about earlier, but that was until I heard, "I n-need her. M-mine," was all that was audible. He began tossing in his sleep, but soon stopped on his side facing me. I was half asleep, when I took the most careless action. I wasn't thinking straight, and I was cold. I carefully scooted closer to him so his warm body would keep me a bit warmer. However, when he put his arms around my frail body and pulled me close, I began to blush like a mad man. I was stiff, and I was definitely a lot warmer now. "Stella, you're doing it again..." I was scared since he was now awake. I thought he was talking n his sleep, but he put one of his soft hands on my face. I got out of his grip, and backed up as far as I could without falling off. "S-Sorry!" I yelled in a whisper tone. Before long, I had fallen asleep.

               I was woken up by the booming crash of thunder. It was right over us, and I lay in bed, shivering. I could still hear Clark, but Finch was breathing differently, like normal. "Stella," I turned to my side, as there was another crash in the sky. "y-yes?" I stumbled out of fear and cold. "are you awake?" he questioned. he rolled over, and his eyes met mine. "Hmmm, what do you think?" I stuck my tongue out at him. "Well then, never mind! If you want to be a sassy pants, then be that way!" he crossed his arms, and gave an all too serious face. "Wha-" I was cut off by a sound as loud as a freight train crashing through. I threw myself under the blankets before the next bright flash came in. Finch lifted up the blankets, and there I was, huddled up inside myself. "Come here," he said with a gentle, sweet smile. He offered his hand as he sat up. Taking it, he pulls me up to his eye level. "The storm is right over us," he said, clearly pointing out the obvious.His hand was brought to my face. "And you're still cold," He stated while pulling me beside him. He laid me down next to him, and faced me as he wrapped his arms around me, as he did before. "F-Finch, what are-" he stopped me by stroking my hair. "Shh. You're okay. you can stop shivering now," and as he said that, my arms went around his shirtless body, relaxed under his touch. 

         After a long time of just sitting in his embrace, Finch broke the silence. "You don't really have a thing for Clark, do you?" he asked, very concerned. "Ugh, no. She almost told you something I didn't want you to hear," I quickly remember, I can't talk about Finch to Finch! damnit!   "which was?"  damn! now he's asking! what do I do? I can't lie! He'll find out! I'll just wing it!  "W-well, it was about something personal," I try and answer as calmly as I possibly can. " Stella, you can tell me anything," I feel like I trust him, but I just can't tell him..."It was just about someone I like is all," which, was true, so I wasn't lying, and I wasn't going to. "Oh, so you're interested in someone else?" I could feel his grip loosen. "W-well, I wouldn't say that," My heart is pounding out of my chest. "Stella," He began, "are you okay, I can feel your heart beat, and it's really strong," I was trying not to lose it. "I-I'm fine, why do you ask?" I can feel the sweat build up. Then, he shifted, his hands grabbing my face. Forced to look at Finch, I had to answer his question. "So then, who is it you are interested then?" I could feel it now, my face is red, my hands are sweaty, my heart is going to leap out of my chest, and run away... "G-get out of my head!" I lost it. I was about to spill everything. I was still speaking quietly, but I was clearly audible. "You already know who I like! 'I can't hide anything from you!'" a smirk came across his face, "what do you mea-" I could feel my eye twitch. "You know what I'm talking about! I can't get you out of my head! you're all I can think about,  and you're the reason why my face is always red...And Clark was trying to tell you that I think you're cute..." I could feel my face cool down, but Finch was speechless. Then, he put his hands on my face again. and said in a happier tone. "Oh Stella, I already knew you thought I was cute," then, I remembered the book in his hand last night. "Y-you..You little snoop!" but a smile on his face was formed. "Stella, I knew when I met you. I'm an anomaly...But, I'm surprised you couldn't feel it..." He looked at me with calm tired eyes, topped off with his cute tired smile. Feel it? feel what? I thought to myself. "Feel what?" I looked at him, confused. Then, we shifted again, his arms tight around me as he rotated, resulting in me on top of him. "I feel the same way,"  

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