14 hours later.......
*BEEP* *BE-*
I slid my finger across my phone screen, shutting off the alarm. I groaned and turned over on my side so that I was facing Finn. I slowly opened my eyes and stared at him. And for a while, everything was perfect. Until I realized I was staring at a few pillows and blankets and not the real him. I clicked my phone off, and set it down on the pillow.
I sat up in bed, questioning if getting out of bed was really worth it. Finn had to leave early to complete a scene. I, however wouldn't have to go until later at night.
I sighed and pushed myself of the bed, feeling a little dizzy. I wobbled a few steps forward and I had to grab the wall a few times.
I picked up phone, squinting at the bright screen.
23 messages
2 voicemails
12 calls
'WTF?'
I clicked on the messages first. There was a good morning message from Finn apologizing for not being here and a few other from Jack.
He never really texted me, so I clicked on them, curious.
Jack:
'Hey call me please...' -1:00 am
'Lena, its important!'
I gulped. 'What could he possibly want?'
I clicked on my voice mails.
Jack: "Lena...make sure Finn isn't with you. I-I have a confession to make....."
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Fanfiction"You can't just LOVE me, Wolfhard. What's the catch?" "That maybe you'll love me too...." ~~A Finn Wolfhard Fanfic~~
