guitar boy ≫ f.w.

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≪ auburn ≫

"finn likes you?!" sophia practically screams. "you have to tell me what happened!" "okay, calm down and i will." i said. "so, we were at his house, and he basically admitted his feelings for me after we got done talking about something."

sophia had a huge smile on her face. "dude, that's fucking awesome!" "i know right, he's super cute, and-" my phone buzzed. "bitch it's him." i said walking over to her so she could see my phone screen.

he texted me. 'you wanna do something tonight?' "say yes! say yes!" sophia kept whisper yelling. "alright, shut up." i texted him back, agreeing to the offer. 'cool, we're probably gonna hang at the pierre or something.' 'ok.' "get ready, hoe." sophia rushed me into the closet  to get clothes.

i dressed plainly. i always did. "no no no, take my sweater, wear these shoes, put some makeup on." sophia was telling me all these things, and i was running around her room, trying to find things that would approve my appearance. finn was coming to pick me up in about 10 minutes.

'i'm outside' me and sophia were freaking out. "have fun, but not too much fun, and be safe, and please, don't go anywhere near your hou-" "i know." i stopped her from finishing before she would mention my house. i left her house, and saw finn waiting outside his car.

"hey." he hugged me, and opened the car door for me. i was melting inside, but on the outside i gave a sweet smile and said, "hey guitar boy." he got into his car. as he drove to he pierre, i admired his face.

it sounds weird, but he had a really good face. sharp jawline, high cheekbones, full lips, nice hair, cute little freckles across his nose and cheeks. he was perfect.

his guitar was in the back of his car, like always. "you never forget that guitar." he smiled, "it's my baby." "funny, i thought I was your baby." he looked at me for a second. "someone's jealous of my guitar, i see." he laughed.

"shut up!" he laughed even more. "babe, it's an inanimate object." babe. he called me babe. it sounds dumb, but i got a million little butterflies in my stomach when he called me that.

"what?" i didn't realize i was staring at him. "we're not even at the pierre yet." we both laughed. i looked straight ahead and we arrived. it was night time, which meant there was pretty lights everywhere, music playing, a beach, activities, a lot in general.

finn wanted to go see the musician, typical. i tagged along, and he held my hand. we walked through the crowd, and he held my hand. i felt my cheeks burn up, for no reason, it was just hand holding. it wasn't anything serious.

he looked back at me. "i love this song." i nodded. the music wasn't very loud, since we were in the very back. "auburn?" i looked at him. "are you sure you really wanna be here?" i had no idea where this sudden question came from.

"of course i do, i just wanted to be with you." i put my hand on his chest. it felt like no one else was around us. "wanna go to the beach right there?" he pointed to the sandy area. i nodded, and we walked over there.

there wasn't many people in the beach area, cause it was night time. finn wanted to draw things in the sand. he grabbed a stick and drew out the letters 'F + A' with a heart around it. "are those suppose to be our first initials?"

he nodded. "yeah..." he dragged on, admiring what he drew in the sand. he looked so cute. his hair was blowing in the breeze, it looked like something out of a movie. "can i let you in on a little secret?" i said, he turned to face me. "you're actually the first boy to take me on a date."

he looked surprised. "really? i am?" i nodded. "i would've thought that plenty of guys would've taken you out by now." i shook my head. "do i look like i can attract a lot of guys?" he nodded. "you're gorgeous."

"but you attracted me, and that's all that matters." he smiled. "you're so cheesy." he shrugged. "wanna go to my place?" he asked. "sure, yeah." we got up and walked to his car.

"so, are you staying at sophia's now?" i nodded. "yeah. i have to." "you don't sound excited." "i am, she's my best friend." i looked out the window. "if you want, you can stay at my place sometimes." "don't push it." he smirked.

when we got to his house, he looked through the windows. "what are you doing?" "trying to see if my dad's home." he said not breaking eye contact with the windows. "he's not." he got out of the car and opened mine. we walked inside his house. "he's probably on a date."

he opened his bedroom door. "why is it so cold in your house?" i asked, while getting on his bed and wrapping my body in all his blankets like a burrito. "my dad keeps it cold, i'm not allowed to touch the thermostat." he explained, sitting next to me.

"like, it's so cold in here that i'm wrapped in all these blankets." "i mean, you could be in my arms, but you know." he said. i giggled. "that was smooth." he smirked. he gave me a peck on the lips.

"you're cute." i blurted out. "you've probably said that a million times." "it's cause it's true." i kept staring at him, i felt creepy. i just kept staring at him. the tension in the air was intense.

"hey finn?" "yeah?" "can i stay over here tonight?" he smirked. "yeah." he added, "just know that if my parents find out about a girl sleeping in my bed, they'll fucking kill me." i giggled.

i unwrapped the blankets and texted sophia, 'hey i'm gonna stay over at finns tonight.' i waited for a response, 'don't get pregnant'

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