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...uu mad at meh?
lily🌻: UuuUggggHHhh
just...UUUUGH
finn🎈: ly2 ❤
|IRL|I guess..
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"hey, lily?" my mom called out from the first level. I rolled around in my bed and rubbed my tired eyes. "yes?" I asked in response. "there's a nice young man that wishes to speak to you." she announces then, says to him a lower tone, "oh, you can just go on up there, otherwise, you won't see her till dawn." she joked to the visitor. I heard what she said...but was I listening is the real question. the answer I no. because, right after she said that last part, I buried myself right back into my blankets and placed at pillow over my head to tune out the noises. then, without warning, I hear footsteps indicating someone was coming into my room. and right after I tried to process what was happening, something really heavy fell onto me. like a person. I immediately shot up in my bed and gasped loudly. "who the fuck-" I started to yell at the person until...I realized it was fucking finn. he smiled up at me from my lap then waved at me. "hey, baby. miss me?" he asked, jokingly. I rolled my eyes and slumped right back into my pillows, in attempts to fall asleep again. then, finn got up, yanked my blanket and pillows off me and pinned me to the bed. I giggled and wiggled around in his grasp. "finn, cut it out. I'm still mad at you." I told him, in between giggles. But, as expected, he ignored my previous statement and proceeded to lean down and pepper kisses all over my face. "surely not me. not your favorite person. not the sexiest person you've ever seen." finn said, jokingly. I laughed and raised my eyebrows. "yeah, because youre not. you look like a mayonnaise and a toenail had a baby." I joked. finn furrowed his eyebrows, frowned, let go of me, then pretending to get off the bed. "fine then. here am i, trying to be a good boyfriend, flying for god knows how long, then coming all the way here for you, and what do you do in return? you bully me." he announces, beginning his 37378373th bitch fit. then, I sit up, grab him by his jacket, then pin him to the bed, straddling his hips. "oh, shut it, wolfhard." I told him. finn then smirked and placed his hands on my hips. "make me." he demanded, in a low tone. I smirked and lowered my head down to his, eventually collided our lips together and moving them in unison.
