I gagged and spat out a piece of chocolate, wiping my mouth off with my sleeve. "Gosh! This tastes expired," I complained as I placed the chocolate bar aside. Finn shrugged and grabbed my snack with no hestitation, "Tastes like Snickers to me. Want some of my Bounty?"
I shook my head. "I'll pass."
I couldn't help but feel guilty. We just stole something. That's illegal! I could go to jail, and so could Finn.
"Anyways, what do you wanna do next?" Finn asked, with a muffled voice, as he chewed his candy bar loudly.
"Maybe go home? A movie or something?" I shrugged, not really up for adventure as the clock read 5:34 pm.
"That depends..." He trailed off, crumpling his wrapper and throwing it to the bottom of his car where it looked like a pigsty.
"Depends on what? If the popcorn tastes like hell or not? If the couch is fluffed to your liking? If-"
"Why do you always trail off with these stupid conclusions?" He whispered, putting his finger over my lips.
"Only heaven knows why, Finn, because I sure don't." I said, sitting back in the car seat and taking another bite from the expired chocolate.
"So a movie it is? At the cinema?" He asked, twisting the key into the car's ignition. "In me mums car, vrum vrum." He mocked.
"Yeah, I suppose so." I trailed off, then looked up at Finn again. "I've never told you a lot of things."
"Yeah? Like?" He asked, driving slowly and cautiously. "What stuff?"
"Like god your eyes always shine and god, how you just look like that. Always like, damn it."
"What? Is there something wrong with me? I can change-" Finn quickly said, panicky.
"No, nothing. You're just too perfect, ya know?" I said, taking several glances. "Just a thought off of my brain, sweetheart." I chuckled.
"Well, right back atcha, sweetheart."
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DENIM ➣ FILLIE
Fanfiction[completed] "i like your taste in denim." "stop pulling jokes on me, sweetheart." denim boy just wants princess to live on the wild side a little bit.
