A Coincidence||Fionn Whitehead

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A/n- Happy 23rd Birthday Tom ❤️🎉🎉 (07/02/2018)

Fionn:
Dotty are you awake?

Dotty!

Normally you're awake before me.

Are you awake????

The men were down at breakfast and Dotty wasn't with them at all. Fionn had texted her to see if she was up but receive no reply. No one else seemed at all bothered but he just wanted to see if she was okay. He kept checking his phone as he groggily ate his breakfast, also peering over at the door every so often.

After a short while he had finished and Dotty still hadn't made an appearance. He stood up, ticking his phone into his pocket. "I'll be back, I'm just going to grab something I left upstairs." He stated and wandered off out of the room. Fionn stood by the elevator but it was taking too long that he decided just to run up the stairs. Bad choice.

Arriving at the girls' room he was sweating and could hardly catch his breath. With his hands on his knees and his back bent her took some time to try and get the air back into his lungs before knocking on the door. He heard shuffling and the door opened slightly revealing the young woman with her tooth brush in her mouth and one leg with a wet cloth over the bottom of her thigh/ top of her knee.

Fionn looked at her confused but she hopped out of the way, letting him into the room. "You weren't at breakfast, I just wanted to see if you were okay. You weren't answering you phone either." He said as she shut the door and continued to brush her teeth. She raised her finger up and hopped off into the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste in her mouth and returned back to Fionn now just hopping holding the cloth to her leg.

"Sorry, my phone mustn't be on ring." She flicked the switch on the side of her phone so that the red area disappeared and turned back to Fionn. "Thanks though. How was the movie night?"

"T'was very good. How is everything with your mum? You said you were going to FaceTime her."

She nodded, "She's alright, work is piling up so having her own space is very benefitting her right now."

"That's good...er...what's wrong with your leg?" He nodded towards the damp cloth.

"I cut myself shaving. I didn't realise until I was halfway through brushing my teeth so slapped a damp flannel on there to stop the blood. I just need to find a plaster in my stuff." She said and started to rifle through her belongings pulling out a small first aid kit.

"You own a first aid kit?" Fionn asked, approaching her and glancing over her shoulder.

"One thing you learn as a scout." Dotty laughed taking out a small, red, pirate plaster. "Always have one handy." She hobbled over to the counter where a sink and a few glasses, a kettle, some tea bags, coffee, sugar and tiny shots of UHT milk were and kicked her leg up onto it. Fionn watched the woman as she struggled to balance as well as open the plaster wrapping. He placed his hands on her waist, twisting her around so that her leg dropped from the counter and lifted her into it, taking the plaster from her and opening it. "I am more than capable to do it, you know."

"I don't doubt that, other than the fact you cannot balance on one leg at all." Fionn replied and gently placed the plaster on her cut, smoothing it down carefully so that he didn't press too hard. "All better!" He helped Dotty off of the counter and threw the rubbish into the bin.

"Thank you, Fionn." The boy nodded and waited as she tugged on some socks and shoes, picked up a bag and her phone before following her out of the room. "I'm probably going to regret wearing shorts later." She chuckled.

"The sea breeze will be a pain in the arse." The pair waited for the elevator which arrived not too long after they pressed the button. The usual music played in the background and Dotty began to amuse Fionn as she dance to 'Dancing Queen' by ABBA. Sneakily he filmed her dancing badly and singing, not so badly, laughing at the girl until they found themselves on the ground floor. "Please tell me you don't dance like that normally."

She furrowed her eyebrows together, "what's wrong with my dancing?"

"You're not being serious are you?"

"I am. What is wrong with my dancing?" She poured folding her arms across her chest.

"Erm...don't worry, it's good, you're very talented." Fionn lied even though her pout was so difficult to ignore and lie too, Dotty easily saw through it.

She scoffed, "You think I'm bad don't you?"

He scratched the back of his neck, "I don't!"

"You so do! I am so offended right now, Fionn don't talk to me." She turned her head away from him as they joined the rest of the guys in the lobby. Dotty walked over to Tom who had his arms open for a hug. "He's mean."

Tom patted her head, "what did he do?"

"He said I was bad at dancing!"

"I didn't say that!" Fionn tried to dig himself out of the hole he had fallen in but it seemed to be the rabbit hold Alice fell down in Alice in Wonderland. "I said you were really talented!" Dotty narrowed her eyes at the boy, the grey of her iris barely noticeable. "Okay, maybe I stretched the truth! Just a little bit! It's not like you're from Diversity or something that's all."

Dotty shook her head still pouting, she was only playing...partly. She didn't think herself that great but she didn't think he dancing was horrendous. Clearly she was wrong. "I'll see you at work, I need to go to the shop first. I'm low on gum." She smiled at the rest and released Tom and scurried off.

"How bad is she?" Asked Harry.

"Awful."