You're All I Want (Finn Harries fanfiction)

CHAPTER 4

"I know you better than you think." As he said this he began backing me against the wall pushing on my waist. My back was straight with the wall. His lips were pressed firmly on mine and I was breathless.

"We'll be late." I tried to say through kisses but he disreguarded it and pressed harder. He wanted me and I wanted him, badly.

"Let's go." He smirked. Just like him, to tease me like that. Turn me on then have us leave. I'll have to get him back.

He gestured for me to go out the door before him, as I did he smacked my butt. Cheeky Finn.

We're in the car and I look out the window. I'm lost in thought when I feel a familiar, warm hand on my thigh. I enjoy it but I remove it, still mad at him for leaving the house like that. I'm not really mad, I'm not sure what I am but I'll let him think that for awhile.

"What's wrong love?" He can't just call me love when he thinks I'm mad but god how I love it. I ignore him and continue looking out the window at something I'm hoping to see, but I don't know what it is that I want to see. Sometimes I wish a car would come and hit me. I always hope that he'd be good but I'd be hurt.. or die.

"Here we are," He informs me. I get out of the car, he reaches for my hand but I touch my elbow. He looks angry. I don't blame him. I have no reason to be angry, I shouldn't act like I am, I'm angry but not at him.

We approach the doors and he stops me.

"I know somethings up and you need to tell me. Did I do something? Say something? Please let me know."

"Nothing wrong I'm just tired, I'm sorry." I forced a smile. He could see right through it but opened the door anyway. I walked in and the place was marvelous. It was big and fancy, it took my breathe away.

"Oh, Finn." He didn't look at me but he smiled. I ruined the night. I shouldn't make him feel bad, he doesn't deserve this.

"Finn.." He looks at me now, feeling the urgency in my voice.

"Yes love." I smiled, I couldn't help it.

"I'm okay, you havn't said or done anything wrong. It's me and I need to work on it but dont ever think its you. You're perfect and I love you."

He smiled and kissed my cheek. He didn't say anything but I felt better.

"This way please." The waitress with the shirt three times to small to emphasis her bust said looking Finn up and down. He grabbed my hand and held on tight, bringing it up to his face kissing it while looking her dead in the eye.

"Enjoy your time here and your server will be right with you." She scowled at me but I didnt care because I have Finn, Finn is mine.

"What are you getting darling?"

"Chicken alfredo pasta, you?"

"Chicken wrap."

I smiled as I felt his eyes on me. I felt them pour into my soul trying to fix the broken pieces but most of all I felt how bad he wants to mend them.

"You look beautiful." He smiled a smile bearing teeth. I blushed and couldn't stop staring at him when our waitress came.

"Ma'am? Ma'am!?" I snap out of my trance and smile.

"I'm sorry, I'll have the chicken alfredo pasta please." She writes what I believe to be my order in her book and takes Finnys order. As she leaves I stare at him more. The way his hair was perfectly to the left, how rich the brown was. The freckles on his face. The way he got crinkles around his eyes when he smiled. He was beautiful and he was here in front of me.

A/N
Should I do a Finn point of view? Sorry chapters are short..