Nudes ; Wyatt Oleff

the plan//24

wyatt's pov:

"oh um, sorry." 

fucking shit. i get off of my bed and quickly search for my outfit that i had thrown on the floor earlier. once i am fully dressed, i leave layla in the room and sprint down my stairs.

"finn. wait!" i yell frantically. 

by the time i had gotten dressed he had stormed off outside, opening the door to get into his polished car. his hair was messy and his face was red. that could either be from frustration or embarrassment. possibly both.

i jog to his car before he can get in, "finn, please hold on."

finn's pov:

is he actually serious. i came here in favor of him trying to win back keyana's heart, but how am i supposed to help him when i walk in on him hooking up with keyana's old best friend. maybe this is just a sign. maybe they were never meant to be.

"what do you want, wyatt? are you gonna try to tell me that what i saw was a mistake because if so, then yeah, i fucking know." i angrily spit, feeling the veins popping out of my neck. "do you even plan on telling keyana that you're hooking up with her old friend, or now a days do you just plan on being a dumbass."

at this point i was beyond raging. keyana doesn't deserve this. 

"why the fuck are you mad? you have one date with her and now all of a sudden you're tied down. the last person that should be yelling at me for hooking up with a random girl is you." wyatt hisses, his eyebrows furrowing.

"well i think you've proven that people can change drastically." i mumble before opening my car door and getting in. i speed off and i still can see wyatt standing in his driveway through my rear view mirror. 

i pull into jack's driveway and automatically know that he's home cause i see his car in the garage. once i park in front of his house, i shoot him a text asking if it's okay that i come inside. 

10 minutes later and still no text back, "fuck it." i say getting out of the car and walking up to his porch. i crouch down and grab the spare key that's under the doormat and successfully walk in the grazer household.

the house was quiet until i hear him singing at the top of his lungs to 'thank you, next' somewhere upstairs.

"you gotta be jokin my ass." i roll my eyes, walking up the stairs. i stand in front of his door for a couple of minutes, letting him finish the rest of the song. i take out my phone and record a video on snapchat, sending it to the 'loser boysss' groupchat, then opening the door.

"wow you're basically the next fergie, jackie boy!" i grin, applauding him. he quickly turns around and his eyes widen.

"how the fuck did you get in my house, you fucker? it was locked for a reason." he nervously says, turning off his playlist.

i give him a cheeky smile and hold up the silver key, "under the mat trick, dude."  

"i need to find another spot so i can avoid headasses breaking into my house like you!" he hisses, rolling his eyes in the process. "what do you even want? i thought we all weren't hanging out till tomorrow." he asks.

"well that's gonna have to be re-arranged to today. i'm gonna text the groupchat to come over here except for wyatt." i say urgently.

"why can't we invite wyatt?"

"you'll understand in 10 minutes."

10 minutes later...

"so you said this was an urgent meeting?" jaeden slurs, plopping down onto the fluffy couch.

"is this about jack sucking ass at singing? cause of is so, then we already heard." chosen laughs, making everyone bust out into a huge fit of laughter. 

"haha, very funny. you guys are just mad that you can't reach my falsetto." jack brags, flipping off the whole group.

i roll my eyes listening to their idiotic conversation and wait for the noise to go down. when the room becomes quiet, i stand up and start talking. 

"so we have a real problem but the only way it can be solved is if we take this whole week to work on it. before i elaborate, is everyone in?" i ask, looking around at everyone's confused face.

"i'm in." everyone slowly mutters, sounding more like a question than a statement.

"great... but first, does anyone know how to cook really good?" i question, cocking an eyebrow.

"why? does the plan involve food?" caleb coughs.

"no, i'm just hungry..."

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