𝐩𝐚𝐥𝗺𝐬 • fillie

h u g s _ a n d _ t e a r s

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Palms || Fillie
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So one of his palms don't shine lilac, he's still is tied to me.
Whether the only reason it is, is to separate me and Finn.
I can't believe I actually believe him.

What if bouncers don't even exist?
What if Finn just made that up?
Maybe Wyatt's dull palm is only there because he injured it.

Our stupid grins are still plastered all over our faces while we were still slowly sipping through our red and white stopped straws, placed into the glass containing our shared vanilla milkshake.

Soon the tall glass was completely empty, besides the straws and the droplets of vanilla that the straw was incapable of reaching remained.

"As much as I'd love to stay and spend the rest of the day with you, which you know I do, I'm sure you have other places to be besides here with me." Wyatt spoke, softly and disappointingly.
"I'm really sorry too. But thanks for today." My lips, pursed, slowly curved upwards to show my sympathy.
"No, no- I get it." I stood up slowly, him joining me.

The thought of paying only crossed my mind now. Reaching into my back pocket I grabbed some change, reaching out to give it to him.
"Here. It was my fault I ran straight into you in the first place." I released a stained chuckle, yet he wouldn't accept the money.
"I said we should come here. So I'm paying." He states firmly, smiling just like always.
"No please I insist." I urge, probably whining like a little baby.
"Millie Bobby Harbour, I'm paying." He teased, not budging.
"Fine. You can pay. This time." I forced a smile, defeatedly putting my money back into my pocket.

I just told him that there'll be a next time.
I just need to leave.

Instead, I just gave him the hugest hug. Enveloping my skinny arms around his figure. I felt his arms slowly returning the gesture, yet I felt nothing.

Not the same sparks I felt when me and Finn first touched.
Not the same sensation I felt run throughout all my veins.
Not the same comfort I felt in his presence.

I felt nothing.

Taking a shot glance at our surroundings, the retro themed diner; the low murmur of conversation coming from all the customers that say joyfully in booths, at tables and on stools; the neon 'Bennies' name lights latched onto the front window; and a curly headed, freckle faced, lilac palmed boy staring longingly and disappointingly through that very same, greased up window.

Finn.

Shit.

"Sorry. Um... Wyatt, I gotta go but thank for today. Thanks for letting me sprint into you." I smile apologetically, turning at full speed to chase after my soulmate.
"See ya, Bobby." He yelled, trying to make his voice loud enough to overlap the diners racket, I heard him.
"Goodbye Wy!" I exclaimed.

Hearing the bell of the diner ring behind me on my exit, I took a swift scan, searching for him through the bright-palm-filled crowds.

But then I saw him.
The back of a lanky figure speed walking away. His untameable curls bouncing with each long stride, his long legs moving him quickly though the passers by. Dodging all the people who stood before my target, I quickened up my pace.

Before I knew it, I was sprinting at full speed. Knowing I couldn't and won't be able to reach him, I yelled.
I screamed his name.
I yelled repeatedly.
Each scream, more desperate than the last.
And I was. I am.
I'm desperate for Finn Wolfhard.

"Finn!"
"Finn!"
I screamed repeatedly, I know he could hear me. We were only a mere dozen feet away. I know he can hear me, so why won't he stop.

Just like he read my mind, his long strides stopped so suddenly, his body stood stock still. I took this opportunity to jog up to him, my throat aching and my breathing heavy.

"Finn..." my voice softened, facing him, two pairs of sunglasses blocking both our eyes from being seen.
He just sniffed, his body shaking uneasily.
"Finn." I repeated, grabbing onto his hand, his lilac hand. Sparks flew all over my body and I'm sure he felt them too.

But the look on his face shattered me completely. He slowly lowered his sunglasses, revealing his red and puffy eyes, tear stained checks and pain was all that could be seen through his eyes.

And that just broke me.

Tears rapidly began to flow down my eyes, clouding my vision and all getting caught by the barrier my sunglasses provided.
I just let it out.
And I stood there, my hand still grasped around Finns forearm as we both just stood there, on the middle of the street, crying.

"W-huh-hy are y-ou-uh cry-hing?" He stuttered, breaking the awkward sounds of our sobbing while his hands reaching up to wipe his eyes clean, me doing the same.
"Be-kha-hause you-uh a-hre." My response was weak and stutter-filled, but that was all I could muster.

He just sighed downwards, looking me painfully sad in my eyes, "I'm sorry." He apologised, not stuttering once, slowly adorning his pitch black sunglasses back on the bridge of his nose.
"Why are you so-orry? It was my f-hault." I admitted even more painfully.

And even though his eyes were shielded from my clouded vision, I knew that they were still filled with the same sadness they wore just before he put them on.

"I choose you, Finn." I whispered softly and clearly, no uneven hiccuping and no intention for him to hear.
But obviously not even the bustle of the street, cars and people immersed in their conversation could've possibly muffled my statement as he heard me.

And with that, he just held me.

He took me in his warm embrace and hugged my figure so warmly he was worried I'd suffer of frostbite.
The same warm embrace that comforted me when we were pouring our hearts out everyday on that same school bench.
That same warm embrace that held me closer to his heart which will later belong to me.

And that same warm embrace that would forever belong to me, for I'd never let anyone else claim his hugs.

They'll belong to me, just like the rest of him.

"It was always you Finn."

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This book is nearing its end, guys!!

I fell like there wasn't even enough Fillie fluff.

I might just have to add more in the sequel...

THE SEQUEL IS HAPPENING PEEPS!
However, the plot will be drastically different from this, so I'm still hella unsure of it but

I love you all
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