𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲

sixty-three

it's weird now that finn knows jack likes him, or at least used to. every time he sees jack in the hallway, he just turns pink and he can't help but watch jack walk away, a small smile on his face until he realizes that they aren't friends anymore so he frowns

at lunch, finn drags wyatt to the bathrooms and makes sure nobody else is in there before he talks, "you have to promise you won't tell jack what i'm about to tell you, okay?"

"okay, i promise. what's this about?" he asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"soooo," finn trails on, "i may or may not have jack's diary and i may or may not have found an entry where he said he liked me?"

wyatt completely ignores what was said at the end of the sentence and raises an eyebrow, "you have jack's diary? finn, are you insane?!"

"shh, wyatt, people can hear you!" he covers wyatt's mouth, punching him in the shoulder.

"you're crazy," wyatt whispers, "seriously, finn. what if he finds out?"

"he won't find out if nobody tells him," finn shrugs, "so don't tell him. i'm gonna give the diary back when i'm done reading it, but i need a plan."

wyatt brainstorms for a second, still freaking out because why the hell does finn have jack's diary and why does jack have a diary in the first place, d'you know his locker combination?"

"of course i do, he's my best friend."

"sneak it in his locker one day and he'll find it in there and just think it's been lost in his locker, i guess, and then you can apologise for being an asshole to him and everything with be fine," he whispers, but before finn could say anything else, jaeden was walking into the bathroom and looking at the two impatiently.

"babe, c'mon, we're gonna be late to gym," he grabs wyatt's hand, walking to the door when he turned around, "by the way, wyatt's got a good plan. go get your man, wolfhard."

oh, finn's gonna get his man, all right.