memories||f.w x reader [COMPLETED]

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Y/n woke up in the darkness of her room.

She expected to hear her window open.

For Finn to walk in.

He didn't.

He's gone.

She told him to leave.

It was her dream that woke her.

Or so a memory.

A memory she didn't think she could get.

A memory from her coma.

Finn does love her.

And she pushed him away.

She was too hurt to listen.

He waited for her.

Months.

And she didn't listen.

She got out of her bed, and left the house ran down the road.

Finn.

Finn.

She ran to his house and knocked on the door.

It's so late.

He's probably asleep.

She waited.

Minutes.

No answer.

She turned getting ready to leave.

Then she heard the door.

"Y/n?"

She turned around.

Finn stood there tear stained cheeks and red eyes.

"Finn..."

She felt herself start crying.

She ran up to him and hugged him.

He hugged her and cried more.

"I-I didn't she-I was just-I'm sorry."

Y/n looked at him and wiped away the tears on his cheeks.

She pulled him in and kissed him.

Kissed the love of her life.

Who she fully remembered.

He loves her.

He cares about her.

As does she, to him.