//you don't know me//finn Wolfhard

chapter 25 - it's him.

Y/N Pov

"Wyatt, I really don't think this is a good idea?" Wyatt puts the car in park and looks at me beggingly.

"Please Y/N, this could really help you." I look out the car window, there are young adults everywhere. Some are throwing up, some are high, some are drunk, some are both.

"Y/N come on, please. I can't stand seeing you like this." I feel my blood boil at his words.

"You!? You can't stand seeing me like this!? What about me!? How do you think I've been feeling!? I have to live with the nightmares, the memories, the guilt, everything! So don't make it out like your the victim!" I sink down into my seat and cross my arms. I'm fuming, how could he act like this, like he's the one that got raped and hurt.

I hear him sigh, "Look I'm-- I'm sorry. I don't personally know what you're going through, but only because you won't tell me. I'm not trying to make you feel guilty but we made a promise and I've been holding up my end of the promise but-- you haven't been. You haven't told me anything and i'm not mad at you, i'm just worried. So you don't have to tell me anything but you do have to come to this party with me, okay." He grabs my small hand and rubs the back of it.

Do you think this is a good idea?

It wouldn't hurt to try I guess, maybe this time it will be different.

Okay, I trust you.

I squeeze Wyatt's hand, I look at his face and I give him a small smile, "Okay I'll go." He looks so happy, that makes me smile even more.

"You are not going to regret this, i'm going to make sure that you have the best night ever." He pulls me into a hug and I feel his lips on my cheek. A giggle comes out of me and I push him back playfully.

He unbuckles his seatbelt and jumps out of the car. My happy expression falls and a sigh leaves my mouth.

Are you sure that this is a good idea?

I can't tell the future dummy, but I'll tell you to leave if I think things will go wrong.

Okay.

"Hey!" I jump from my seat and turn to my opened door. My heart goes wild. I could have had a fucking heart attack.

"You fucking scared me, you idiot!" I laugh a bit to trying to ease my jumpiness.

"Sorry, sweetie but we gotta go before all the good alcohol is gone." He unbuckles my seatbelt and I start laughing.

"What are you doing?" His arm goes around my waist and his other under my legs. I'm suddenly not on the seat and I wrap my arms around his neck trying not to fall.

"Wyatt!" I laugh.

"Hold on tight princess, we're going to make a dramatic entrance." He slams the car door shut and he starts walking.

I feel my anxiety rise up and I snuggle my face against his chest. I hear the music start getting louder the closer we get to the house, and I feel myself start to shake.

"You're okay Y/N, don't worry i'm here." Wyatt holds me tighter reassuring me.

I'm here too, don't worry.

I take a deep breathe and feel myself ease up a bit. I'm okay, i'm going to be okay. I start to hear people's conversations clearer. My breathing starts going rigid and I hold on tighter to Wyatt.

"Wooh let's party!" Wyatt yells and I finch and snuggle closer.

I hear everyone cheering all around me, weirdly I feel calmer, "Look up princess." I slowly take my face away from Wyatt's chest and look up at him. He indicates with his chin to look at the people in front of us, I slowly turn my head.