Diary, Diary// f.w.

Man-Cave

A/n I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my very dear, @gazebolosers because she's a precious bean, and it's because of her that I updated so soon. Thank you for your funny/supportive comments and votes. It warms my heart every time I get those notifications. Love you! <3

I ran the entire way home. Fridays are like this. The week is basically a hill. Sunday, you're just riding towards the hill, Monday you're at the very beginning of the hill. Tuesday you're already going uphill, and Wednesday you're at the top. Thursday is the climax and Friday goes "Whoosh" only for Saturday to go right back around to Sunday. This is the time of the epic "Whoosh".

I now lay flat on my bed, wondering what I'm going to do for the weekend. 

Kicking my legs and humming quietly, I plug in my earphones. 

It's great that I can relax, but I'm too excited for the field trip on Monday to completely let myself unwind. 

I close my eyes and focus on my breathing, and I start to feel my muscles become less tense. Slowly, I can feel myself drifting to sleep.... 

Zzzzz.....

Three hours later. ( Spongebob anybody? )

PLOP BAM!!!!!

"Oh fuck! My back ouch!" Something or someone heavy is on top of me. I turn to look, and see Oliver grinning from ear to ear. I take off the earphones and groan.

"Hey baby sis. Did you eat my Doritos? Because I'm pretty sure they were in the cupboard, aaa-and they're not there." I huff and push him off of me, really annoyed. "No I didn't eat your fucking chips, dammit. Thanks for waking me up."

"Oh, come on. Cheer up, you finally get to meet Nick's little brother. Come downstairs and say hello." I immediately shoot up from my bed and wipe the drool from my face. "Do I look decent?"

"Uhhhh- no." I roll my eyes and playfully punch Oliver's arm. "Seriously, do I look presentable?"Ollie chuckles. "Hold on." He begins moving loose strands of my hair behind my ear. and combing the back side with his fingers. "There. Now you look like Selena Gomez." I smile and look at myself in the vanity mirror. He was right, I look like shit. 

"You're such a jerk, Oliver. I asked for presentable, not Alfalfa the second."

"Who cares anyways? It's just the guys." He's right. I rake my fingers through my hair. 

"Fuck your chicken strips!"

I shove my brother to my bed. He landed making an"Oof" sound. "Tag! You're it." I laugh obnoxiously. "You're gonna get it Molly, I swear to God. When I catch you-" 

"FUCK YOUR CHICKEN STRIPS!" Running into the hallway, I shut my bedroom door on Oliver and run down the stairs.

In the living room, I am greeted by Michael, Chayton, Nick, Stephen...And Finn. 

"Hey!", "Molly!", "Hey, Princess." A chorus of welcoming voices rang like a bell. Chayton waves to me excitedly. "Are you gonna hang out with us today?" Micah smiles warmly, his big blue eyes lit up. I run onto the couch with a great amount of speed. 

As soon as Finn and I make eye contact, he glares at me. Looking me up and down like I'm some piece of trash. I raise my eyebrow and smirk. It seems to me that he likes to toy around with my emotions...If it's a game he wants to play, it's a game I'll give him. 

I look over to Nick and jump into his arms, which he immediately catches me, and holds me tightly. What a teddy bear. "Nick! Help me my brother's having a psychotic episode. Please! Don't let him hurt me, I'm scared!" I laugh, my tone of voice whiny. I wanted to mess with Finn's head. To see how he'd react to my new friendship with his older brother. 

"Hey, whoa. Calm down, Princess." Nick laughs jokingly. I can feel his hand caress my head, while he raked his finger gently through my hair. I teasingly sobbed loudly and buried my face into the crook of his neck. He smells like... Autumn leaves and the faint smell of really nice cologne.

"What happened?" I can hear Stephen imitate baby talk from next to Nick." I sit up straight, and lean over to hug him. "My brother jumped onto me screaming at the top of his lungs and wouldn't get off of me, so I shoved him and ran. He said that 'I was gonna get it,'" We all laughed.

As if on cue, my brother came running down the stairs, grinning like a mad man. "You're a little shit, y'know that? I'm gonna get you! Come here." 

I remove myself from my brother's grip and make my way over to Finn. He looks up at me, confused. What would happen if I?... I sat on his lap and wrapped my arms around him, curling into a little ball. I buried my face into his neck, his soft, dark curls tickling my ears. To my complete and utter disbelief, he hesitantly wrapped his arms around me, earning a bunch of, 'Ooooohs' from everyone in the room. I can feel my cheeks starting to heat up. Finn's chest vibrated when he let out a small chuckle. "Don't let him hurt me Finnie." I mentally cringed at the way I said his name. 

....

Three in the morning, and I'm still not tired. All night everyone watched scary movies and ate junk food. I still wanted to do something. I look around in the dark room. Finn and I were the only people still awake. "Finn" I whisper quietly. His head instantly shoots, his dark round eyes staring into mine from the other couch.  "I'm bored." He nods in agreement. "Me too." Finn gets up from the couch and sits next to me on the floor. "What do you wanna do?" His voice was a little louder, causing me to cover his mouth, as Chayton tosses over on the floor, and curls up with the blanket. We both sigh in relief and visibly relax. "Wanna play Mario Kart?" I didn't know what else to do, other than play video games. Nick did say that Finn loves games. He nods and I stand up. I walk over to a door in the hallway. This door leads to another hallway, which leads to another door at the end of the hallway. That door leads to the room in the garage. The man cave. I turn around to look at Finn, who is still sitting in the living room. "Are you coming with?" He nods and tip toes over to me.

We stayed up until six in the morning. I woke up with a Pixie stick in my mouth, and video games scattered all over the floor. I look over and see Finn asleep against the wall, in a very uncomfortable looking position. I mentally snicker, getting up to stretch. My head hurts. 

.....

The guys left the house. Saturday night. The entire time, Finn and I would either jokingly insult each other, or be on our phones. We didn't talk much. It's now Sunday night, and I am super excited for that field trip.