Taming Finn (Finn Harries Fanfiction)

Cheeky Chapter Four- #YOLO Right?

Chapter Four

That night I just ended up going to my room and sleeping. I didn’t say anything to Finn. I didn’t even know if I had anything to say to Finn.

I was utterly confused, and still felt the same waking up this morning. 

Now I just sitting at the kitchen counter at six am in the morning; baffled as to what happened last night.

Does he like me? Or was it just because.

Or did I just make it up in my head, it happened didn’t it?

In my dreams Finn was all that I could think of. I dreamt that we had continued our kiss and that he had taken me in his arms and kissed me until I was sure I was spinning in delirium.

I decide to take my hands away from the left over ginger biscuit that I am eating and trace the outline of my lips. My lips, the lips that Finn kissed last night. His skin had met mine, our bodies had touched; all for such a short but sweet kiss.

 My god, what the hell wrong with me?

He didn’t want to kiss me. If he wanted to kiss me again he would have stayed, not run up to his room to get away from me.

God, these next weeks are going to be so awkward.

‘Morning.’ I am taken out of my daze, turning to see Finn standing behind me. He walks up to the cupboard where the tea cups are, selects a tea bag and moves over to the kettle. I really don’t know what to say to him. What do I say to a boy who kissed me last night and just left? He’s acting so casually, as if nothing happened. What the hell…

After filling up his cup with water, he moves straight back out of the room. Okay, now I am really confused. Does he not remember? I think I’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that he didn' really want to kiss me last night, and that it was just an impulse.

Otherwise he would have said something. Right?

Right?

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I spend most of my morning on the couch in the living room, soaking in the sun. At around five I finish my novel, and decide to head back up to my room to nap. As I turn the corner bordering the stairs, I crash face first into the wall. God damit. I manage to lift my head and look up to see Finn towering over me. Holy Shit.

‘Are you okay?’ Finn asks, extending his hand to help me up. I decide not to take it, I need no more physical contact with this boy or my mind is going to explode.

Better to keep my distance.

‘Yeah, I’m fine.’ I say to him, pushing myself up on my hands and continuing to head towards my room.

‘Hey, um Abby?’ I turn at the sound of my name. Finn still stands where he was before, only now do I notice the bag on his back.

‘Are you going somewhere?’ I ask, immediately regretting the tone I chose to say it in.

‘Uh well I was going to grab some early dinner with a friend of mine who’s also come down from England down at Darling Harbour. I was wondering if you wanted to come.’ What? I don’t even know what to say. I thought he didn’t want anything to do with me.

Should I go? Maybe I should.

Yeah, Ill prove to him that last night was nothing, if that’s how he wants us to be.

Just friends.

‘Yeah sure. I’ll just grab my wallet.’

‘Great.’ Finn says to me with a small smile, which I can’t help but notice seems sad and head into my room.