beloved ࿎ finn w

epilogue

i waited at the baggage claim for my bag, that was taking its god damned time. i had just finished filming my movie and was in la for the sag awards. my mom was waiting in the car, and i was waiting for my suitcase.

after a long ass wait, all the bags had gone by and there were none left. i sat on the bench, texting my mom that my bag got stolen and we needed to shop for more clothes. i put on my time-to-complain face and walked up to the nearest worker.

"excuse me?" i asked him.

"good afternoon! how can i help you?" he smiled.

"not really a good afternoon," i mumbled. "your machine snatched my bag; it didn't come out."

"are you sure you didn't see it?"

"i mean i was standing there for thirty minutes so-"

"i can contact the flight attendants for you? see if there are any more bags left on the plane?"

"yes, please," i sighed. i sat on the bench again, waiting for the dude to come back. when he did, he looked depressed.

"i'm sorry to inform you, but all the bags have been cleared from the aircraft."

"can you do anything about my bag?"

"no, we cannot. i'm sorry. have a good day!"

"good day, my ass," i rolled my eyes. "why the hell do they take my bag and not even help me."

"you're hot when you're mad," a voice said from behind me. i could recognize it from anywhere.

"finn!" i turned around, jumping at the nearest person behind me. my eyes shut and i squeezed. the person cleared their throat and i pulled back.

"who are you?" the stranger asked me.

"oh my shit," i whispered, running away. finn's laugh echoed through the airport.

i stopped running and stood behind a pole, rethinking all of my life decisions. footsteps neared, and finn turned the corner. lone behold, he was also rolling my suitcase behind him.

"you asshole," i rolled my eyes, kissing his cheek.

"frog's asshole," he grabbed my hand. "your mom left. i told her i'd drive you to the hotel we're staying at."

when we arrived at the hotel, millie, sadie, and emily were all waiting in the lobby for me. after the hugging session, we all went upstairs to get ready for the sag awards that were in a few hours. they had all gotten their nails done together, but i couldn't because i just finished filming two days ago.

however, we did have a hairstylist coming to do our hair, which wasn't normal for me. i put on my dress, feeling like a goddess. emily was wearing baby pink, sadie was in white, millie was in navy blue, and i was in lilac. my hair was half up half down and my eyebrows could cut a bitch.

i felt amazing.

soon enough, it was time to leave. we went to the limo and met up with the boys.

"why hello, beloved. vous êtes ravissante," he winked.
"you look lovely"

"merci, bien-aimé," i smiled.
"thank you, beloved"

"if you make me sneeze and i mess up this makeup i swear," emily sighed.

"then gaten better keep his mouth shut then," noah smirked, slyly getting into the car. millie followed.

walking the red carpet was insanely surreal. i saw cole sprouse. cole god damned sprouse!