irresistible! ★ finn wolfhard imagines ★

we're just teens, but I'm ready if you are

I inhale sharply as tears escape my tear ducts. how could this have happened? we were protected, we were safe, we followed all the rules that our parents and the school system forced down our throats. I didn't understand, why me? why now? I'm 17, practically a baby!

I tossed my head over the toilet once again to puke my guts out, making a loud grunting sound as I did so.

a soft knock at the bathroom door caught my attention, "(y/n)? baby are you okay?" my mother softly spoke. a million thoughts racked around in my skull all at once. what do I say? should I lie? this isn't the best place to tell her. "I think I just have small flu, don't worry about me ma." I decided to say. "okay sweetie, make sure you get some rest. I'll call the school and tell them you won't make it tomorrow. I'll get you a bowl and some tea as well." she chirped sympathetically. "thanks mom, love you." "love you too hun."

I picked myself up from the cold tile floor, and dragged my body to my bedroom. where I flopped into the unkept sheets, tears still stinging my eyes. I rubbed my hand up and down my stomach, as if to magically banish the feeling in pit of it. no amount of adjectives could amount to a fraction of what I feel. a sense of disapointment in myself, for thinking that things would just not have consequenses, a wave of sadness knowing how others will think of me. but, despite all the negative emotions I was feeling, I was somehow happy. I'm not sure why, and I'm not sure how, but I am.

I decide to try not to think about it, even though it's impossible, and try to sleep. maybe I'll wake up and it'll all be a bad dream.

two days later
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today I was going back to school, I was nervous, scared, and sick to my stomach. nothing could take this pain away, so I thought that I might as well try to get my mind off of everything and get some credits out of it.

I decided not to put on any makeup or try to look presentable, a t shirt and sweats is fine for the fall weather.

once I got to school a whole new wave of anxiety crushed my spirits. could they tell what was wrong? what if I'm sent to the nurse? what if I throw up in class?

well, I'm already here.

so I suck it up, and strut into school as if I didn't have a care in the world.

even though the whole world seemed to be on my shoulders.

I walk casually as I always did, heading straight to my class, when a pair of hands grab me by the waist and pull me in to the strong arms they belonged to. "ah! who the-" I look up to see my boyfriend, finn. "hey! how's my favorite girl doing? I haven't heard from you in a couple days." he chuckles in his sweet voice. "I'm sorry babe, I just wasn't feeling very good at all." I answer, looking up into his chocolate brown eyes. "oh, I'm sorry to hear that baby. I missed you so much." he kissed my temple, causing me to giggle.

then the bell rang, ending the small bit of relief that I received. I sighed deeply.

"well, this is where we part, dear prince." I joke, breaking free of his grasp. "farewell princess, I bless thy with the ability to obtain good grades. think of me as you waltz through these decadent h-" he begins. "okay, okay Shakespeare. I'll see you at lunch." I interrupt, speed walking to my class.

I went through the day loathing myself and my decisions. nobody mentioned that I was gone, except for a couple friends, which I didn't mind.

the time came for lunch, and this is when I would meet up with my friends and we would talk and laugh and complain and rant, all the normal stuff teenagers did. but today was different, when I met up with my friends I didn't feel like myself. I felt tired and burnt out, I felt knots in my stomach and chest, everything was spinning, I couldn't handle it. every cell in my body was telling me to spill the chicken soup I ate just minutes ago. I fell into a trance, head slightly wobbling as I stare at the concrete floor.

"(Y/N)!" somebody shouted. I shoot my head up, immediately dizzying myself. "hm? what?" I whisper. "dude, we've been trying to get your attention for like five minutes. are you okay?" wyatt asks. "I uh, I'm fine. I think I just need to use the restroom. finn do you mind walking with me?" I explain. "of course, princess." he takes my hand and walks with me to the restrooms.

as we walked I felt more and more sick, or maybe that's the guilt flowing through my veins. when we reached the washroom, finn stopped me.

"baby.." he spoke. "yes finn?" I reply. "I know you say that you're just sick, but you've been acting weird all day. and, I don't think it's just the sickness. you know you can talk to me anytime, please, tell me what's going on." he says with pleading eyes. tears jerk at the corners of my eyes, daring to waterfall over my cheeks.

"do you want the truth?" I exhale, looking down at my feet. he takes my chin into his fingertips. "nothing but it." I sigh, trying to muster up every bit of courage I had.

"finn, this isn't something you want to hear. I'm scared that if I tell you, you'll run away from me." I say looking down at my feet. he takes his hands and cups my face in them, making my cheeks puff up near my eyes. "listen, you'd have to do something pretty fucked up to get me to run away from me. and even then, I would do everything in my power to keep you around. okay?" he whispered, then kissing my forehead. "okay." I confirmed.

I pulled his hands from my face and held them in my softer, more petite fingers.

"remember a few weeks ago? at the cabin?" I asked, still staring down. "how could I forget?" he replied in a dream-struck voice. "well, I started feeling gradually sick after that. I thought it was just a bug that I caught from being out in nature. so, I waited until three days ago to really check it out. everything just got worse. I had tried to explain my sickly feeling with anything I could, but nothing ever fit. so, I bought a pregnancy test, and it came out..." I paused before I said the final word.

"it came out positive." tears started to strike again. I looked up to finn to catch his reaction. he seemed to be in shock, he wasn't moving or speaking. I was about to sob, I knew he didn't want the baby. god I was stupid.

then he smiled.

he smiled bigger and brighter than he ever had before.

"I-I.. I'm going to be a dad?" he questioned, his eyes turning glassy.

"yes finn, you're gonna be a dad." I confirm, tears now breaking through the shell of my eyes.

suddenly, he grabbed my waist and lifted me high off the ground and spun me in circles. "ah! finn! what the hell?!" I exclaim. he screamed out different hollers, clearly expressing his excitement. other students in the hallway were staring at us in confusion. I giggled and laughed as he spun me in the air.

he held me close, still lifted in the air. "I'm so happy." he whispered in a raspy voice, indicating that he was on the verge of tears.

he then banged his hand on the lockers next to us. "hey! everyone!" he yelled.

oh god.

"I just want everyone to know that my precious girlfriend is holding my baby in her! I'm going to be gathering a beautiful baby with this woman I wouldn't pick anyone else but her! anyone who fucks with her is fucking with me too!"

I was so embarrassed. but, it was cute. are then pulled me into a deep and passionate kiss.