beloved ࿎ finn w

thirteen

the last movie we decided to watch was it.

"saved the best for last," finn nudged me.

"mhm," i hummed, almost falling asleep. it was 11:30, so my mom let me sleep over. of course, she made sure that we weren't going to do anything. nice mom.

he slid the movie in and cuddled next to me. this felt almost too good to be true. i had already seen it in the movies, but who hadnt? it was one of the most popular movies of 2017. the jump scares didn't scare me, but what did was finn's massive glo up.

"whatcha thinkin' 'bout?" finn asked me.

"how you had such a badass glo up, and i'm sitting here waiting for it."

"bitch, please. you're adorable."

"maybe it was just the glasses."

"shut up! we don't mention those!" he laughed.

"just like we don't mention reddie?" i teased. he smiled and shook his head.

"shh."

"is that why you're so mean to him? do you looove him?"

"no," he said shortly. "just watch." i laughed and watched the movie, without screaming once. i was proud of myself. i didn't jump once. and there finn was, practically burning off all the calories he had eaten.

"that's my man! beat that clown! mmm hell yeah!" i cheered richie on. finn hummed in amusement.

"how'd i get so lucky?"

"finn, it hasn't been ten hours since we've been official," i looked up.

"about that," finn started, getting serious.

"oh no," i sighed. too good to be true.

"no! it's not bad! not at all!" he corrected himself.

"don't ever do that holy," i slapped his shoulder. me slapping him was becoming a habit.

"i don't want to go public," he told me.

"i'm fine with that," i agreed.

"that was easier than i thought."

"well the problem is," i started. "if we go out in public together, fans are going to assume the worst."

"i don't want that. i don't want you to get hate," he pouted.

"i can handle myself," i laughed. "it's going to be a challenge."

"not as much of a challenge as i've had. you don't know how many times i've thought of this night. i've had this planned for so long."

"is that why those movies were creepily set up when i walked down?"

"maybe," he smiled.

"i'm getting murdered tonight," i muttered.

"murdered by this di-""

"i'm innocent!" i shouted, covering my ears. "blah, blah, blah!" he patiently waited for me to uncover my ears, when he showed a wide grin.

"ck."

"begone thot!" i was about to kick him with my leg, but he stood up.

"you thought!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"shut the hell up, idiot!" i whisper yelled. "your parents!"

"i love when my girlfriend tells me to shut the hell up," he chuckled.

"wow," i mimicked the vine.

we ended up putting on some random tv show and falling asleep to it. of course finn and i didn't sleep with each other down there - we didn't want to. we were both each other's first boyfriend and girlfriend. and if his parents came down, uhhh.

i was about to fall asleep when i heard finn whisper something. it wasn't loud enough for me to hear, but i knew it was something good. i smiled into my pillow and fell right asleep.

——

"i don't want to go, ar!" finn shouted, quite rudely.

"finn, i don't want you to either. but you just need to have some space," i attempted to calm him down, but failed.

"you're just going to crawl to wyatt - and forget about me!" he yelled still. i grabbed his hand, rubbing my thumb along his fingers.

"wyatt and i are just friends. i can't forget about you. about us. how could i?" i asked.

"because wyatt could convince you otherwise. he can give you things i can't," he spat.

"fine, maybe he will. and i hope he does convince me. i want to forget you now, finn wolfhard," i let go of his hand, throwing mine in the air. "and maybe he'll understand that it's not my fault."

"okay, aria. i guess this is it. we are letting him get into our relationship - exactly what i thought. remember that night when you slept over? remember?"

"yeah, i remember."

"i whispered that i loved you, even though i knew you for almost two months. but two months is not enough time to love someone. and you taught me that."

"finn," i started.

"and i thought i loved you, then. but i just couldn't stop falling - and look where we are now.

it stung that i knew he loved me then and didn't tell me, but he still let go of me.

"maybe it's better that you leave for california soon, finn. goodbye."

"bye," he said, grabbing his bag. he ran a hand through his hair as he left my house.

——

i sat up instantly, the realistic dream leaving a sting on my heart. if it was just a dream, why'd it feel so real?

"ar?" finn grumbled, shifting his body.

"yeah, it's me. i'm okay, just a little bad dream. it's nothing," i told him. he rolled back over and fell asleep, but i couldn't.

i lay there, by finn's feet, the dream sinking into my memories.

what did it mean?

——

"good morning, honey!" finn's mom kissed him on the cheek. "and good morning, aria."

"good morning," i smiled.

"and no, we didn't do anything bad. we just hung out," finn quickly told his mom.

"i know," she laughed.

"my mom just texted me, she can drop us off at set," i told finn's mom and him.

"okay! i can't wait to introduce myself!" finn's mom smiled.

finn and i ate and got ready for filming. finn insisted i do his eyebrows, but that was a no. we got in the car and drove to 'hawkin's high school'. we hopped out and immediately spotted the crew.

"hey, lovebirds!" millie smiled. i rolled my eyes and let go of finn's hand that was behind my back.

"yep, hi."

"hiya!" noah shouted. the rest of the cast arrived and we began finish episode five.

"i have to go find the duffer's and tell them about my movie," i left the group.

we began to film episode five, and i couldn't stop smiling at being outside of the school of stranger things.

is it all too good to be true?