My Brothers Best Friend ☾ Finn Wolfhard

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"Come on," Ronnie whines, "Get up and get dressed." She pulls my arm basically out of my socket to drag me to my closet.

"We have an hour and a half until we need to be there." I shuffle back to my bed and lay back down. I completely forgot I told Ronnie I would go to the party tonight with her until she busted through my door holding a bad full of makeup and her dress over her shoulder.

"Yeah, and it's gonna take an hour for hair and makeup, 10 minutes to find your outfit, and 15 minutes to get there." 

"So I have 5 minutes to chill." I shrug and close my eyes just to be pulled right back up only my feet, "No. Have you forgotten the fact that we need to convince your brother to drive us?"

"Fuck, yeah I forgot." I get up and stand in front of my closet for a few seconds, contemplating on a dress or shorts.

"I'm wearing a black dress, wear the deep blue one." She steps in front of me and takes it off the hanger. "Perfect, put it on and I'll put mine on."

We both change and look at each other in the mirror. "Hair or makeup first?" I ask and she holds up her makeup bag. "You do mine, I do yours?" She nods in agreement and we begin. Ronnie does a neutral look on me, meanwhile she wanted more bold to grab the attention of Connor.

After finishing both our makeup and hair, mine curled and Ronnie's straightened, we brace ourselves for what Josh is going to say about this whole situation.

With smiles on our faces, we walk out.

~

Well, we are at the party... with Josh and Finn. 

We begged and begged for Josh to drive us, literally dropped to our knees at one point because he was so adamant on us staying home, but then he agreed. 

"Yeah, you can go," Josh smirks. Ronnie and I are about to cheer when he speaks again. "Finn, get your shoes on, we're going to party."

So that's how we ended up here with my brother and crush. I told myself I wasn't going to think about him tonight, I was going to forget about him, and I am still going to. As soon as we step into the picturesque house, Ronnie leads me to the makeshift dance floor to dance to the overplayed songs. 

"SHE SAID DO YOU LOVE ME

I TELL HER ONLY PARTLY

I ONLY LOVE MY BED AND MY MOMMA 

I'M SORRY," literally everyone in the house shouts this part and seemingly forgets the rest of the song.

We jump around with the crowd for the next song and make our way over to the kitchen once it ends. "Do you want a drink?" I nod and take the empty cup Ronnie hands me. "What do you want?"

I look around for something, anything, that won't exactly make me intoxicated but fail miserably. A guy sees me struggling and hands me a bottle that reads Mike's Hard Lemonade.

"Here, and it's closed so no I'm not gonna drug you. This isn't as bad as everything else here." I nod in appreciation and twist the cap off and pour it into the cup. I look up to watch people as Ronnie gets her and am taken back when I make eye contact with Finn. I raise an eyebrow and look away, he won't say anything to Josh, I trust him.

"Ready to dance again?" Ronnie winks and pulls me back to our previous spot.

Out of nowhere, Ronnie grabs my arm, shakes it and nods in the direction of a group of boys that are walking over to us. "Oh my god, Lucy that's Connor."

I look over as soon as they walk up. "Hey, Ronnie right? I was hoping I would see you tonight," Connor gives her a toothy grin. I see Ronnie just smiling and nodding so I decide to cut in.

"I'm Lucy, Ronnie's friend." I put my hand out for him to shake it but he pulls me in for a hug instead. When we pull away I get a good look at him and realize him and his friends are at least 2 years older, 17 maybe? Good, more mature. 

We all socialize for a while and dance together when we decide to chill in the basement where a lot of people are but you can actually hear each other over the music. I refilled my cup for the umpteenth time tonight as we go down.

While getting to know each other, I see Finn come down, talking to a girl.

I guess I drank more than I thought, because I found myself standing, well stumbling over to one of Connor's friends, who's ironically named Jack, and sit down next to him. I kiss the side of his mouth and slowly move over so we are full on kissing. Was I trying to see if I could make Finn jealous? What is wrong with me?

Just as I was going to stand up and apologize, I am ripped off of him and he is being threatened.

By who you may ask? 

Well, let's see if you can guess.

He acts, plays in a band, and enjoys playing with my feelings.