the wrong road ; f. wolfhard

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{ same day }

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"He's so out of my league"

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Chloe wasn't really up for socializing with anyone after that, so she asked if they could just go to Finn's house instead. He agreed, and at the moment they were both just sitting on his rooftop, looking at the sunset. 

"so, can we talk about you new...style?" Finn said with a chuckle, now looking at Chloe. 

"is it bad?" She asked, looking back at him. 

"n-no, no! I-its, its great. I just didn't expect you to change like that. But I like it, honestly." He stuttered, trying to figure out the right words. Chloe blushed, and looked back into the sky. 

"thanks" she said.

he nodded. 

Silence fell for about 10 minutes. They seemed to both be thinking about something. Although it wasn't the awkward type of silence...more like comfortable silence. Just the thought of having each others presence. 

But Chloe decided that  it would be the time to ask what she had been thinking about. 

"Finnie?"

"yeah?"

"w-what are we?" She asked, curiously. 

"what do you mean?" asked the clueless boy, now adverting his gaze onto her. 

"well, you know...us. what are we?" Chloe repeated.

"oh...I don't know..what do you want us to be?" He asked.

"I-I don't know..." she admitted "just, promise me something?" 

"what is it?" he asked

"will you always be there for me? like, y'know..if something happens?" Chloe asked, staring deep into his eyes. 

"well, of course." he casually stated "why wouldn't I?" 

"promise?" she asked, completely ignoring his question.

"I promise." 

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That night Chloe had been falling asleep, so Finn put her in his bed. 

He made sure she was asleep, not wanting to worry her for any reason, before he grabbed something and slipped down stairs and into his backyard. 

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Chloe's pov-

I woke up and checked my phone. I saw that I had been asleep for over an hour and I had absolutely no idea where Finn was. I heard faint laughter coming from downstairs. Had Finn called over his friends or something? I slipped my shoes on and took one of Finn's grey sweatshirts. When I slipped it on, I smiled at the thought of him letting me keep the sweater. 

I then went downstairs, and followed to where I believed the laughter was coming from. I heard the noise in the backyard and looked out the window. I saw some people that were at party, and some of his other friends. Everyone except mason, which isn't surprising. I opened the back door and walked outside too where everyone was. 

"Look who's here" yelled one boy, who I realized had been Jack. "hello to you too" I sarcastically replied. Finn then turned around, making eye contact with me, as his eyes widened. I could tell he was looking at the sweatshirt I was wearing. His expression then turned into a grin and he walked over to me. "cold, were you?" he smirked. "sorry, it looked comfy." I admitted, with a chuckle."

"Its ok, keep it, it looks good on you." He flashed a smile, causing me to blush a dark shade of red. He chuckled and sat back down, as I followed and sat next to him. as I adverted my gaze to the table in front of them, I didn't like what I saw. "uh, Finn?" I whisper-yelled. "yeah?" he asked. "what is that?!" I asked, pointing to the various drugs on the table. "oh that's co-" he started, "I KnOw wHat it is Finn, why do you have it??" I asked, mentally freaking out. 

"calm down, its ok." He said, acting like its fine. "Finn, this is not ok. Its serious stuff. do your parents know? if they find out, you'll get in so much trouble and you RePutation! oh god, your reputation! what are you gonna do about your r-" he cut me off by pulling my face and crashing his lips onto mine. My eyes widened at the sudden contact, but I then kissed Back, realizing that maybe it was ok. Our lips moved in sync until he parted away. "sorry, you were rambling" He admitted with a slight laugh.

"right, well...did you know you're a really good kisser?" I grinned. "oh really?" he smirked. I nodded, causing us both to laugh, basically just forgetting about the drugs that were still on the table. The thing is, Finn was such a risk taker. He could do anything he wanted to and not care about the hate. He made all The girls in Hollywood swoon over him. He's so out of my league. 

Drugs. 

Finn wolfhard was my drug. 

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a/n: this is shitty but here ya go

also un-edited so excuse any errors, thanks :)

- Angie