Bottled Up // Finn Wolfhard book 2

XVII

A/N sorry I haven't been in a writing mood lately and i've been so inactive on this app but I'm going to try get this chapter up soon oki :)

YOUR POV

The music grew instantly louder as I walked into the main room where my friends were still jumping around in a drunken group. I spotted Lia across the dancefloor, collecting another tray of drinks to pass around the, high paying club-goers. 

My gaze travelled back to the curly haired boy in a striped top and I made a beeline for him, not even thinking about what I'm about to say. I didn't have a plan, shit. What was I supposed to say? 'hey finn how's your night going, by the way I have to tell you something'. 

Before I could plan anything I marched right up to the boy and grabbed him by the arm pulling him with me as I walked toward the door. "wh-where are we going?" Finn stammered obviously a bit tipsy from the way he was stumbling over his feet.  

Honestly I didn't know how to answer that question. I didn't know where we were going either. All I had planned was that it was somewhere away from here, away form the music, the people, away from everything. 

"Y/N, stop" Finn's voice sounded louder over the music although he was shouting, he was just definite in his words. He planted his feet to the floor, forcing me to stop all together "what are we doing?" I turned to look at the boy who was, probably sobering up faster than he planned. 

"I need to talk to you, but...not here" I gestured with my hands waving around the room, my head was kind of fuzzy from the atmosphere and I was growing more frustrated and anxious by  the minute. 

He nodded his head and smiled kindly, clearly aware of my rising emotions "okay" my heart softened at his words, how was he so sweet after I'd treated him like dirt? I didn't deserve his compassion and concern but here he is handing it to my on a shining silver platter.

As soon as I stepped outside the fresh night air hit my face in a cool breeze. I breathed in deeply and exhaled as my entire body seemed to relax, almost every tense thought floated away. Almost. 

The bouncer stood silently, still not in a lighter mood. "let's go down to the beach" Finn suggested, casting an odd look at the bouncer, who had the same blank expression on his chubby face. 

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I buried my toes in the silky sand as I sat down under the palm tree which was just a dark silhouette on the poorly lit coastline. There were a couple fire dancers further down the beach, spinning flaming poi to the beat of some drums, for the small audience gathered around. The music sounded faint, much fainter than my heart beating in my ears.

"you weren't really out on the dance floor, are you feeling okay?" Finn broke the awkward silence between us "yeah, I'm fine...although my publicist will kill me later" the boy chuckled at my words as he mindlessly played with the grains of sand in between his fingers. 

"so, what did you want to tell me?" I could feel Finn's gaze set on me but I didn't look up, knowing that if I did I would choke on my words. "Do you want to go home? I can take you back to the hotel if you want" he babbled on as I attempted to swallow the large lump in my throat 

"Eli proposed to me Finn" 

I looked at him as soon as I said it, but instantly regretted it when I saw how destroyed he looked. "congratulations, I happy for you, I am" he smiled although each word he spoke sounded broken. 

"I said no" I told the canadian boy in hope to relieve his disappointment "what?" "I told Eli I didn't want to marry him" I smiled weakly causing Finn to grin larger than ever "what? why? when?" I could tell he was trying to contain his excitement which made me chuckle a bit

"Yeah, believe it or not he was the one who told me to come back...to you" I glanced down at the sand, I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, thankfully to the dim light it wasn't too noticeable "I don't know what to say I..." Finn trailed off, blinking in disbelief

my sight was set on his face once again, his mellow, kind eyes, the freckles dotted across his fair skin, his soft lips. Before I could comprehend what I was doing I leant forward and kissed him. It was the sweetest kiss, so perfect and pure. 

Our lips met and before I could pull away, Finns hand found my cheek as he pulled me closer. The pair of lips that carressed mine were so soft, so gentle yet burned with a desire he'd felt for so long. 

My fingers were soon tangled in his messy locks as we continued to melt into each other's touch, the innocent kiss guiding the passion. Finally we pulled apart but I quickly wrapped my arms around the boy who hugged me back in a longing embrace.

"I love you too Finn Wolfhard and I'm sorry for not telling you sooner."

His whole body tensed at my words, but soon relaxed as he realised what it meant. I leant back to see how large his grin was, just as i suspected: just and big as mine. Our foreheads pressed together and I started giggling, triggering him to copy me, Finn placed his hands on my face and shook his head in disbelief before kissing me again. 

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The stars above them winked dimly as the raven haired boy and the brunette girl from Canada sat in the sand. Tangled in one another's arms, each of them smiling into a perfect kiss, which their lips formed with a passion that had burned for so long.  

Bliss is all that was felt that evening 

Bliss built from Betrayal and Broken Hearts 

A/N Y/N you little hoe