CHAPTER 5

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Finns P.O.V

She looked so beautiful yet so broken. I want to fix her so bad, I want to take all the pain away and make her happy, as happy as she makes me. She is in front of me, staring at me. I want to ask her what shes thinking about but I cant say anything, all I can do is stare back. Her blonde hair in loose curls pinned up. The way her eyeliner is fanned out but doesnt cover her beautiful, bright, blue eyes. The dimple in her left cheek when she smiles.

"You are the most beautiful person I've ever met." This made her smile, I couldnt help but smile back. It was beautiful, her teeth straightened but years of braces. Theres hurt behind her eyes. I know shes been hurt before, I know its hard for her to trust. I want to prove her wrong, I will prove her wrong. She can count on me and I will prove it. I love her more than anyone or anything before. The way she walks, the way she talks, the way she laughs. The way she stutters and tightens her fists when shes angry. The way she breaks down on some nights. I'm always there when that happens. I take her in my arms and kiss her head. I tell her everything will be okay. I know her past, I feel like I've known her my whole life.

"Hows your food, love?" I know she loves it when I call her that. She smiles that undeniably angelic smile.

"It's good thank you, and yours, Finny?" Emaley is the one who started calling me Finny. I smile.

"It's not too bad." She nods and takes another bite. I cant take her home after this, I want to show her off more. I'll take her dancing. The way she moves is insane. She used to dance when she was younger. She had to stop when the broke her ankle. It's fully healed now and she can move better than ever. The nights I get home early I make a fancy dinner, get a few bottles of wine and treat her like a princess, like she should be treated. After we eat on those nights I play Harry Connick Jr. and we slow dance. Those are the nights that I will never forget.

"Here's your check, sir."

"Thank you, ma'am." This waitress has been looking at me all night. I can see how jealous Emaley is. I get up and go over to her, I plant a kiss right on her lips then help her up. She smiles, god how beautiful that smile is. I pay the check and we make our way out to the car.

"Thank you for dinner, sweetie."

"Of course anything for you, beautiful."

"Are we going home?" She questioned.

"I had something else planned but we can if you'd like."

"No, no. What do you have planned?"

"It's a surprise." I take her hand in mine and try to remember the way to her favorite dance club. I'm weary of bringing her here because I know the guys will be drooling over her but I want her to be happy.

"FINNY!" She exclaims loudly with a teeth bearing smile. I look at her and wink. When I get out if the car, I make my way to the other side to open her door and let her out. What can I say I'm a gentlemen.

We're in the club now, the line was backed up but I slipped the doormen a hundred dollar bill. As we made our way in I felt millions of pairs of eyes lock on Emaley. I'm trying to hold myself back. My arm wraps around her waist and lead us to the bar. She orders for herself and I order for myself. The song is a sexual song and she takes my hand and leads us to the dance floor. Emaley turns around and starts to grind on me I grind back putting my hands on her hips. We're having a great time when some asshole comes up and pushes me off of her. He's drunk.

"Why dont you give the lady some space," He slurs out.

"This is my girlfriend buddy," I yell over the music.

"Why dont we take this outside," The drunken pig tries to spew out.

"I'm not going to fight you. How about I call you a cab to go home," He's getting in my nerves. Before I know it his knuckles are in contact with my face. He hit me pretty hard but I returned the favor and knocked him out. Turns out he was a regular and the bartender understood. They got him home and we decided we should proceed home as well. I hope shes not mad. We're in the car now and I think I should ask.

"Are you angry?" I interrogate.

"No, It was a reflex and he was drunk." She looks out the window. Shes a little irritated but the truth is in what she said.

We arrive home. As we get in the door and turn the lights on, she's sees my face and her jaw drops.

"What is it?" I ask.

"He hit you pretty well," She informed me.

"I'm gonna get a drink of water and put my purse down. Why don't you go up to our bathroom and wait for me there." I do as I'm told and make my way up to our bathroom. I don't remember there being this many stairs. I sit down on the bathroom counter as I hear footsteps making their precious way up the stairs to help their owners foolish mate.

"How does your face feel?" She sounds concerned.

"It's a little sore." I try a smile. She moves gracefully to the medicine cabinet and get out peroxide, small strip bandages, a wet piece of cloth, and a wet piece of cloth. She comes up to me, close enough that my knees are align with her stomach. She wipes away the blood that has not dried yet then takes the wet cloth and wipes off the dried blood.

"This may sting." She lets me know as she pours peroxide onto a piece of cloth. She wipes along the cut and I cringe at first. She makes a pained face, feeling bad that it hurt me a little.

"I'm sorry." I apologize. She smiles.

"It was sweet and he was a pig." I smile at this comment, feeling better. I place my finger under her chin and bring it up to look at me while she fumbled with the bandages. She looks me in the eyes then down at my lips. I look at hers and bite my lip then lean in. Our lips are locked. It feels amazing. Everytime I kiss her its like our first kiss all over again. My hands move down to her waist and I jump down, not allowing our lips to part. I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. Her body is so petite and fragile and sexy in my hands. She laces her fingers together behind my neck. I carry us out of the bathroom to the bedroom and lay her on her back on the bed. I release our lips and look at her, she smiles at me and I knew in that moment this was about to be a great night.

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