Finn rushes up to me and drops to his knees so that he is now my height.
“Are you alright? What’s happening?” He spits out frantically.
I clutch on to the toilet as my heart starts to race. Why does his mere presence make me feel this way? I slowly nod at him while he awaits an answer, simply because I’m unable to form any words. He seems to have that effect on me.
“What happened Ana? I was so worried for you!” He tells me as he rests his hand on my shoulder caressingly. I jump at his touch, my whole world spinning in circles. He seems to notice and he pulls away with a disappointed look on his face.
I immediately start to feel guilty. I didn’t mean to make him move his hand and I sure as hell want him to touch me more. I know I have to do something quickly, so I move my hand to his.
“No, I didn’t mean to.... I mean...” I struggle for words. He looks at me awkwardly for me a moment and I just don’t know how to break the tension between us.
A slight cough breaks us both from our little stare contest and we realise that Eliza is still here.
She gets up from the floor and starts to talk, “I’ve got ummm... class or something. I’ll give you guys space, just call me if you need me”.
She starts to walk away, but then stops suddenly. She walks back and closes the cubicle door. I realise that I’ve been sitting here puking my guts up with the door open and I suddenly become embarrassed.
When the door finally shuts, I realise how confined the space really is. Finn’s long legs practically cover the entire floor, so much so that you can barely see the concrete floor. I’m curled up in a tight spot, my entire body leaning against the toilet.
We both sit there awkwardly in silence, not even bothering to talk. I look up at him and he is just staring at me with a worried look. I bite my lip as he looks at me. Damn him for being so attractive and perfect. I try to take in his beauty all at once but it’s simply impossible. He is just too damn attractive. Hell, even when he looks worried as hell he still looks amazing.
I frown at the fact that he is worried about me. He shouldn’t be worried about me.
I decide to remind him that I’m fine.
“Finn, I really am okay” I tell him.
He doesn’t reply but he doesn’t need to. His face says it all. He clearly doesn’t believe me.
“Seriously, I’m fine” I repeat over to him.
He presses his lips together and runs a hand through his hand.
“Did you just munt?” He asks me.
Munt? What the hell is a munt?
“What?” I asked confused as hell.
He gives me a questioning look but then he laughs. I frown as he starts laughing at me.
“Don’t laugh at me!” I demand with a little giggle in my own voice. I playfully hit him as he continues to laugh at me.
Between laughs he managers to let out, “how can you be Aussie and not know what ‘munt’ stands for?”
I laugh along with him, still confused as to what ‘munt’ actually means.
“What is it?” I demand to know.
He laughs as he says, “vomit! It means vomit!”
I look at him with questioning eyes, surely it doesn’t mean that.
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FanfictionAna was flying home to Australia after a family holiday from England. Finn was escaping London, finally moving out of home and creating a new life in the furthest country that he could think of. She thought she'd never see him again. He thought he'd...
