fuckboys || f.w

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(y/n)'s pov

I slipped my shirt back on once we had finished swimming and tied my hair back. I began putting my shorts on too, and swinging my back over my shoulder as I waited for Finn. I glanced back at him, catching his lower torso in my sights. I bit my lip when and turned away, but apparently I wasn't fast enough because Finn turned to a laughing state almost instantly.

"Did the (Y/n) (L/n) just bite her lip at moi?" He asked, emphasising the word me/moi, and the. I laughed lightly.

"Maybe so." I replied shortly, Finn just smiled and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"we should head back to my place." He suggested, staring at me lovingly. I nodded quickly, not being able to wipe the smile off of my face. We began walking, hand in hand to his house.

** timeskip to his house **

I greeted his parents, smiling as I did so.

"you two just have fun, be careful!" His mother laughed as she walked away from the staircase. I giggled slightly, blushing.

"We'll try." Finn replied, slithering his arm around my side again. I loved when he did that, I loved the feelings of his toned arms against me.

"We will." I confirmed, raising an eyebrow at him. His mother laughed from the living room door.

"You two are like a couple." His mother laughed. Finn blushed madly, as did I after I seen him. I had never been in a good relationship before, so maybe being with someone as good for me as Finn would be good for me. I couldn't help but think about all the things we did together, it was almost as if we were. But we weren't, nothing had been made official yet.

Finn put his hand on the doorknob, twisting it and allowing me to walk in first. When I did, I was greeted with the scent of fresh rose petals and (favourite smell) candles. He grinned happily, after seeing my mouth gape open at the sight. It became clear that a lot more bought than I had ever anticipated had gone into this, the whole day was definitely a date. There was no other explanation for it.

"Sooo..?" Finn looked to me for confirmation that he had done a good job. I smiled happily and wide. We had walked into his room by now. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed him down onto the bed, smirking as I straddled him. He grinned and grasped onto my hips, as I lowered my head closer to his neck and left a trail of kisses leading all the way down to his collarbones. He traced my hipbones with his hands, eyes staring at me with lust, and I could feel it too.

Just then, Finn's door creaked open. "I made cookies!" a voice boomed, the voice of Mrs Wolfhard. She gasped at the sight of me straddling her son, and I quickly hopped off of him and sat next to him on the bed. She placed her hand over her eyes, all I could do was think she was hoping she had knocked before coming in.

"Mom! Knock next time!" Finn exclaimed, he was clearly disappointed that our little session only went so far.

"Sorry, I just didn't think you would be - I mean - she was - and you were -" she kept interrupting herself by starting other statements, she was clearly in shock and I was blushing madly. "Anyway, I made these." She said quickly before rushing out of the room, not looking back. I continued to lay next to him and he sighed.

"I'm sorry, (n/n)." He sighed once again, sitting up. I just chuckled at him, ruffling his hair. A buzz came from a phone on the beside cabinet, and I rolled over on the assumption it was mine and stared at the notification for a while, my heart begun to sink when I realised this was not my phone, and was instead Finn's..

"Gretta😏😏👉👌: Hey, Finn. Wanna come over?😏" The message read. I sat up on his bed, grabbing my phone. Finn looked at me with a confused expression, raising an eyebrow. [if that's your name you can change it, dw. Also I cringed so hard writing that ahaha. I made the name Gretta bc Gretta is a BIIIITCH IN IT]

"You okay, (n/)-" I cut him off before he could finish my nickname he had given me.

"No, who the fuck is Gretta?" I asked, the rage was obvious in my tone of voice. I raised my eyebrow when his eyes widened, grabbing his phone but not looking at the notification.

"(Y-Y/n).. it's not how it looks, seriously -" I cut him off once again, only this time I silenced him by pushing out my middle finger and slamming his door behind me. Tears pricked at my eyes, walking down his staircase. I heard his front door opening, but I just ignored it. I didn't want to know someone that would take me for granted like that. His mother rushed out of the kitchen, looking at me sadly.

"(Y/n).. Sweetie, are you okay?" She asked in a confused, but sympathetic tone. She knew how Finn was with girls, so she would most likely be able to make an assumption by looking at my state.

"Just.. Thank you for having me, Mrs Wolfhard." I said quietly, sniffling as I closed the front door of the house and walked home, tears streaming down my face now.

*****

EVERYTHING WAS SO HAPPY BUT THERE WAS NO DRAMA SO I HAD TO SPICE IT UP A LITTLE

SORRY GUYS