All Because of a Tampon // Finn Wolfhard

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine: He Comes With Secrets

I'm almost at Finn's house, and I don't know why, but the closer I get, the more nervous I become. I take some deep breaths and turn on to his street.

I don't recall ever being in this area of town before. Everything is a lot quieter and older. I don't think twice about it and pull in to Finn's driveway.

His house is old and slowly decaying. The worn out structure looks slightly intimidating yet cozy. I walk up to the front door and after a moment of hesitation, I knock.

Within seconds, I hear footsteps and the door unlocking. A tired, depressed Finn opens the door.

"Hey, Dani. Come in," he whispers, looking like he's on verge of tears.

"Finn, what's going on?" I ask, now wanting to cry too.

He starts to walk away, so I awkwardly follow him through the narrow hallway not knowing what to do.

Suddenly he stops in his tracks, and turns around. Our eyes lock, and I don't know what to feel. I stare into his beautiful dark brown eyes, trying to understand his feelings. Finn shifts in his position, looking uncomfortable. We continue to just stare at each other, and time seems to stand still. I see tears start to form in his eyes.

Without hesitation, I move closer to him.

"Finn, what's wrong?" I whisper, my voice cracking. I can feel the tears form in my eyes too. I reach up and wipe his falling tear away. He grabs on to my wrist gently. We just stare into each others eyes; the tears falling down our cheeks.

"Dani, I-I," he mumbles.

"Shh, it's okay," I whisper, wiping another tear away.

A half-smile forms across his soft lips, and I notice his eyes flicker to mine for a split second. I glance at his too, and find myself hungry for him, because quite frankly, it seems like we are all that we have right now.

And before I know it, his lips are crashed on to mine. I close my eyes, and lose myself in the moment. We gently kiss for a little while, and soon I can feel Finn slowly press me up against the wall. He pins my wrists to the wall, and begins to kiss me more passionately.

I let out a soft moan as he trails kisses down my neck.

What am I doing? He's probably done this to dozens of girls, and this is nothing new to him.

"Finn," I whisper, trying to make him stop, but he doesn't.

"Finn, please," I say a bit louder.

"Oh god, Dani, did that hurt? I'm sorry," he says gently, worry flickering in his eyes.

"No, it's okay. It's not you, um, I'm just not ready right now for all of this," I say awkwardly.

"I totally understand. Don't you even worry about it. Let's talk," he replies in a soothing tone, grabbing my hand and walking me into the living room. I see him pressing his free hand against his face, probably trying to make the redness from embarrassment go away.

There isn't a lot in Finn's small home, but I like it. Honestly, it's quite surprising to me that he doesn't seem to have a lot, especially since he's so popular. A lot of the popular kids at school are quite rich, especially Wyatt. He's loaded with money.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" I ask, breaking the silence.

"I don't know, I guess I just wanted you to be with me right now. Things are just rough I guess," he says simply, shrugging.

My face heats up. Did he mean that?

"Oh okay," I reply cooly, observing some photos on the fireplace.

"Honestly, I'm sick of Wyatt. I'm sick of this so called 'popular' life. I'm sick of myself. I want to change," Finn blurts out suddenly, taking me by surprise.

"I don't blame you, Wyatt's always been a dick," I say with small laugh.

I earn a small smile from him, which makes me feel like a winner.

"You're right. Can we be real for a while?" He asks.

"Yeah. 100 percent," I smile.

We take a seat on the couch.

"Everyone thinks that I have everything. They think that I have money, a family, and a solid future ahead of me. I'm barely making a profit, my family is always working, and I don't know where I'm going to go in life. They think I'm a self centred bitch, but I can barely take care of myself. That's why I'm always out partying, why I always have a girl by my side, why I'm always getting in trouble or be rebellious, whatever. It's to distract myself from all the shit that's happening on the inside," he says, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

My heart breaks as he talks. Is this what really goes on in his mind?

"Finn," I whisper, moving closer to him. "I'm so sorry to hear all this."

"Oh, whatever. It's fine. There's not much you can do anyway, so thanks for listening," he says sadly.

"But Finn, I um, I can help you. I want to help. What if I can help you get better?" I suggest, shocked at what I'm saying.

"Really? How?" He asks, his face lighting up.

"I don't know, but if we stick together for a while, I'm sure we can figure it all out," I reply, a confident smile now on my face.

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