Finn. (#Wattys2016)

thirteen // disapprove

"Busy tonight?" Finn lazily dropped his arm around my shoulder. "I was thinking we could start the 100."

"I'd love to but I have plans." I told my friend and he frowned.

"With who?"

"Cindy set me up on some blind date and I'm kind of obligated to go." I explained.

"With who?" He asked again.

"Some guy named Casper from her drama class."

"Oh," Finn looked down at his battered converse, "well let's just hope he's not too friendly, eh?"

I laughed. "That was lame."

"But it made you laugh."

"Yeah, it did."

Finn patted my head. "Okay, Catherine. Have fun on your date with a ghost. Let me know how it goes."

I gasped dramatically. "Finn, Finn, the better twin. Are you worried?"

"Yep," he nodded, popping the 'p'.

"Well, I didn't expect you to admit it."

"Don't expect a lot from me."

"Finn?"

"Yes?"

"You okay?" I cocked my head to the side, eyeing the boy curiously. He avoided my gaze and nodded.

"I'm fine. Call me when you get home from your date, okay?" He asked softly.

I nodded. "Okay, I will."

"Be safe."

"I will," I assured him with a sigh.

Finn sighed. "Bye, Cath."

"Bye."

I watched as Finn walked away, his head hung low. He soon pulled his hood over his head and turned a corner.

"I'm fine." His voice echoed in my head.

"No you're not." I whispered.