The one emo kid/Foah

Ch. 3

Noah Schnapps pov

I got home a little late. It was mostly Finns beautiful face fault so I wasn't really complaining.

I got out my phone. Sat on my bed with a cookie and some milk and started to text Finn.

Text between Schnipper and Finnlard.

Schnipper:just trying to see if this is the right number

Finnlard:why would I give you a fake number? *laugh*

Schnipper: usually people give me a fake number cause they hate me.

Finnlard: I'm not that kind of person:)

Schnipper:good:)

I closed my phone and sat it down,taking a sip of my milk.

This Milk gave me a horrible feeling making me triggered. I went to the kitchen and poured the milk out and got water.

I went back to my room.
Once I was in my room there was a knock on the back door.

My room was close and my parents were passed out on the floor so I had to get the door of course.

It was Finn. I let him in.

"How did you find the apartment I lived in?" I asked looking out the door before closing it.

"I looked through the school website and saw the addresses" he said with a smile.

"Creep" I Said also with a smile.

"My room?" I asked pointing the one of the 2 doors I had.

"Sure" we walked into my room and locked both doors, hoping my parents wont wake up from their hang over pass out thing they had.

"Can we talk?" He said sitting on the chair I had in front of my dresser.

"Sure?" I said slightly confused.

"I know I just met you today, but-" just as Finn was trying to finish his damn sentence, I heard my dad bang on my door.

"NOAH YOU BETTER OPEN THIS GOD DAMN DOOR"

"Shit" I said.

"Finn hide down here" I pointed to the safe spot under my bunk bed.

"COMING" I unlocked the door closest to the hallway to find my dad with a droopy but mean look on his face.

"You faggot better go get me my vodka now" he gave me a 20 dollar bill.

"How am I supposed to do that" I said on the edge of crying.

"Figure it out" by that he went to his room and slammed the door.

"Finn you can come out now" he came out with a terrified look.

"Woah"

"yes I know. Can you help me get some vodka without being arrested?"

"Sure" he agreed.

We walked and none of the closest stores had vodka so we had to walk a long way.

"Finn?"

"Yea?"

"Do you like me?" I looked down at what I had said.

"Noah" Finn stopped walking and stared at me.

"Its okay,you can just go home I'm fine." I said with water in my eyes. I had walked up ahead and left Finn standing there.

I had stole vodka and I'm pretty sure the cops are after me. I still had the 20 dollars and I had thought about running away for about the rest of the week.

It was Wednesday night. I was at a park laying in the grass.

I stole 2 drinks but one was smaller which was for me. I took a sip of mine and just looked up. I wanted just lay there forever and not worry about anything, especially Finn, who I left standing there on the streets of Chicago.

I felt bad. I didn't want to ruin anything. But I already did. But we didn't have anything.

I wanted us to be something 2 years ago but I just literally just left him standing there.

I fucked up.

I fucked up bad.

I took out my phone and texted Millie.

Text between Schnipper and Millster.

Schnipper: can I come over

Millster: what happened?what did he do to you?

Schnipper:he did nothing.i did everything

Millster: explain

Schnipper:when I get to your house

Millster:Fine see you later

I got myself up and walked to the direction of Millies house.

we lived in Hyde park and I walked a little farther from Hyde park so I made my way down there to Millies house.  

I arrived into the hyde park neighborhood and went towards kimbark,that's where Millies house is located and where my old school was,which was horrible.

I knocked on her door and she let me in.

I explained everything to her.

"Noah,that's why you can't trust a beautiful face like his."

"Now I know.thanks Mills"

"no probs"

I left her house and went to the nearest park,that was Nichols park or something. I layed in the grass as I did before and started to text Finn.

Text with Schnipper and Finnlard.

Schnipper: im sorry

Finnlard: no it was my fault I should be saying sorry.

Schnipper: I think I like you
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