A Coincidence||Fionn Whitehead

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Fionn:
Why did you log out of WhatsApp?

Dotty:
Idk

Fionn:
You know everyone was teasing.

Dotty:
I know.

Fionn:
I LOVE YOU!

Dotty:
What?

Dotty:
Fionn?

Dotty:
Fionn?!

Dotty looked up from her phone, Tom was asleep on the camp bed next to hers so she couldn't even ask him. Or so she thought.

"What's wrong, twin?" He asked her using the nickname he had now given her due to her blonde hair and his. She gave him her phone and began to chew her nails. "It's probably Harry on his phone. You worry so easily." He laughed, sitting up and handing her phone back.

"I'm sorry, I have never been in this situation before and I don't know what to do!" She exclaimed. "This is my first crush that isn't a celebrity- I mean a celebrity that I don't know-you know like someone who will never know-"

"I get it, Dotty. It's understandable." He climbed up from the bed and crawled in beside her. Pulling her into his chest he hugged her, "Fionn is literally making you go mad."

"Is that bad?"

He chuckled, "that depends on whether he is worth it or not."

"Of course he is." She blushed, "he's a great guy, you all are but Fionn-"

"Is a little extra in your eyes. You don't see him the way you see us. That's not bad, it's just different types of liking. I have known you a couple of months and I love you, but not in a relationship way, I love you like a sister. Now you might not love Fionn, but you like him as more than a best friend and not as a brother."

Dotty was leaning against him, her fingers drawing shapes on his bare chest. "It's driving me insane. He's mostly all I can think about. It's strange."

"A good strange?"

"I don't know. Honestly, if this is what it's meant to be like then yes. But it's not always how it happens."

Tom pondered for a moment, "what do you mean by that?" He ran his fingers through her hair twirling a few strands near the end.

"In books, you get this fluttering, butterfly feeling, and you smile all the time around this person, your heartbeat quickens and you freeze up. I don't." She explained.

"Not everything in a book is what happens. For someone that might happen, I know when I had my first crush I didn't feel like that. I just wanted her to notice me. To say my name, to smile at me. I wanted her attention. I didn't have butterflies, I didn't have a fluttering stomach. I just wanted their attention. Tell me, how do you feel?"

"Like someone is stabbing me with a knife. It's sharp, but they feel pretty nice if that makes sense? His voice just, I don't know, is so calming and don't tell anyone this. But when we went shopping that time the group of us and Fionn and I went to Primark he found some things out and he was really good with advice. He's given me so much advice and oh my God, I don't know, just him talking or laughing makes me feel sick but in a good way. This seriously doesn't make sense."

Tom found himself snickering, "you're bloody well smitten, Dorothy Nolan."

She squealed and buried her head into Tom's chest. "Do you think he likes me? I understand if he doesn't."

"I think that if he does, he should get his arse in gear and ask you out before someone else comes along. Anyone would be lucky to have you, Dotty, and I honestly don't understand how that Anna girl took you for granted, because you are so genuine and kind, too kind in fact." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "And I am so glad to call you my best friend, my twin, and above all the most smitten kitten in the world."

Tom tickled her side and she squealed muffling her sound with a pillow so that her parents didn't wake up or get the wrong idea.

Her phone pinged mid tickle fight and Tom looked at it. "It's from Fionn."

"You look at it." She told him re-placing her pillow on her bed. Tom, who had found out her password weeks ago, unlocked her phone and looked at the message. "Well?"

"I was right. The whole time, it was Harry right from the first message. Fionn was asleep and woke up to find him messaging you. He says he's sorry for Harry's actions and that he has beaten him with a pillow so much that he may have bruises, but he can't promise anything."

Dotty chuckled lightly and took her phone, she pressed onto Fionn's contact and then pressed FaceTime. After a few rings Fionn picked up and the pair could barely make out his face due to the only source of light being the brightness on his phone.

"Ello, Ello." She greeted, Tom's nostril covering part of the camera.

"Hello, Dotty and Thomas' nostril." Commented Fionn, "Harry stop touching my toes!"

Dotty and Tom laughed in confusion and finally Harry came into view after switching on the light in what looked like the living room.

"What's happening?"Asked Harry.

Dotty smirked before crying out, "VAS HAPPENIN'?"

Harry and Tom (after countless videos of one direction) understood what she was doing leaving Fionn baffled as the boys chuckled to themselves.

"Jesus, I didn't know that you knew Zayn, Tom. How's it been Z?"

"Cracking." Dotty laughed.

Fionn shook his head and slipped his glasses on. "I'm sorry about Harry's texts."

"It's all good. Had me scared there, I What's sure what was happening."

"VAS HAPPENIN?" Asked Harry.

Tom was so confused but also amazed at how well Dotty held herself when talking to Fionn. Like she said, many girls when talking to their crush freeze up, don't know what to say and all that jazz but she was there cracking jokes like nothing else was going on.

Fionn, however, has a little grin on his face when she spoke and laughed at every joke no matter how bad it was. He blushed when she complimented him or pulled a face, pulling one back.

Harry noticed this too and strangely him and Tom both had to use the bathroom. At the same time.

"How are you?" Fionn Asked Dotty.

"I'm good, you? The boys were in a very ready mood earlier."

Fionn nodded and flicked his hair out of his face, "that they were, but I'm alright. Enjoying your sleepover with Tom?"

"It's been...interesting. I haven't really had a sleepover with anyone other than Anna and this was so different. A good different obviously. I think I have converted him to a directioner now." She snickered gaming a sip of her Mountain Dew which was on her bedside cabinet.

"So you did actually watch 1D videos then?"

"Yeah. How about you? Enjoying a sleepover with Harry?"

He shrugged, "it's not much different to usual. We shared a room in the hotel so it's not that different despite none of the other lads being here and it being my home."

"Fair enough. I have something to tell you-"

"I have something to tell you-"

They both blurted out the same thing at the same time. Both blushing the argued over who would talk first. Eventually they agreed to say it together.

"I like-"