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...There's only one person with those freckles...those brown eyes...and from what I can see at least...that curly hair...

Finn Wolfhard

It can't be...

  My eyes widened a bit, but not to where he noticed. What he did notice though was me staring. Shit. He gave me a friendly half smile. I could tell there was a bit of 'oh shit she saw me' too. I did the same but with a hint of awkward, then turned my head back around and walked off catching up to my mom who stopped a few yards away. "What were you doing?"she asked, giving me a weird look. "Nothing, I just thought I saw someone I know" I said half lying.

  I'm guessing his brother was the one next to him. What am I saying? I'm probably just going crazy and seeing things. So I shrugged it off.

  We kept walking until we got to the stage area. I was confused as to why there wasn't a lot of people. That's when I realized the sun hadn't even set yet. I looked at the time. We still had an hour before it started. I was actually getting pretty hungry and I still had plenty of money left over. "Can we go see what they have to eat?" I asked my mom. "Sure" she answered. We walked over to an area with a bunch of booths and tents. I got (your choice of food), and a lemonade slushy.

~time skip~

  After eating, we rushed over to the stage to get a good spot. We manage to get decent spot. Not too close, but not too far. Either way I was happy. We were still early so we waited.

  ~time skip~

  The show was starting! There they were. It was dark out, but there were all kinds of lights coming from everywhere off the stage. Me and everyone around us started to jam out. My mom didn't know most of the songs but she was still enjoying it. She was behind me, watching over both me and the show.

  During 'Butterfly', which was about four songs in, someone to the right of me accidentally pushed me, causing me to stumble into the person to the left of me. "Oh my god. Shit. Sorry" I say as they catch me. "It's fine. You're good" a male voice says slightly chuckling as I fix my self back to where I was. It's a boy..or a guy. Idk. He sounds around my age. "You ok?" he asks, done laughing but still a half smile on his face. That's when I saw his face. Him. Again! I could tell he recognized me too, because his smile slowly faded to confusion. "You" we both said in unison. "Are you stalking me? No" we also say in union. We're both glaring at each other with our eyes but a smile on our mouths. We stayed silent for a few seconds except for 'Butterfly' playing in the background and loud people singing along. "Um..." he said breaking the silence. "Yeah...I-I know who you are...if that's what you were gonna ask" I said "something like that" he said letting out a small chuckle. I take another look at what he's wearing. I can see why I didn't notice him next to me till now. The only thing I can see with him facing me is his mid-forehead down to his neck. "Nice concert outfit" I said sarcastically. "Hm?-oh.. yeah" he says while holding the end of his baseball hat. "Well if it weren't for this you wouldn't be the only person who saw me" he says putting his hand back down. "Yeah..guess you're right" I say in response. "Course I am" he says while looking back at the stage casually. I glare at him playfully. "I know we just met, but I'll still hit you" I say. He looks back at me with a smirk on his face. "Try me" he says still smirking. I give him a slight smirk back. Instead, as quickly as I can I grabbed his hat. "You bitch!" He yells chuckling while trying to grab it back, but I put it on my head. I gave him a sarcastic smile and said, "Try me". He smiles at me while shaking his head. "Truce?" he asks. "Fine" I say signing, and give his hat back.

For the rest of the night we laughed and talked. I had completely forgot about who he was in the social world. Instead I saw him as a teenager boy I met at a concert. We talked about the band and other bands we liked. We actually have similar taste in music. Which made me like him—as a friend—even more. But are we friends? Idk. Probably not.

The concert was over. Somehow we made our way out, along with the other hundreds of people. When we got to the parking lot I threw my bag in the car. I noticed Finn by his car, which was only three cars down from us. He saw me and stopped to wave. I couldn't see his face very well but I noticed him tell his brother something. His brother nodded his head as Finn turned around and started walking towards me. My mind started racing as to why he was coming over here. I just waited politely and half smiled as he got closer. "Hey" he said smiling a bit awkward. "Hey" I said waiting for him to continue. "Um..." he says while scratching the back of his head. "Sorry I'll try to make this quick. I was gonna give you..my number" he says hesitantly. "..or you give me yours" he offers noticing I don't have my bag. "Uh...sure, sure" I say kinda awkward. He hands me his phone. When I'm done I hand it back with a half smile. He does the same. "Thanks" he says and turns around. He pauses. Then turns back around. "Wait...I never got your name" he says. "Y/n" I say and he smiles a bit. "Kay cool" he says then waves goodbye and walks back.

Not until we got in the car and started to drive off is when I realized what the ef just happened.

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