PRIMARY COLOURS ❨ SEQUEL! ❩

ten!

[he gives a sort of goofy smirk, "yeah, go," he stands up, and i follow, "auf wiedersehen, y/n." he exclaims before closing the door behind himself.]

·ﾟ: * i'm such a romantic, i never remember how things really happen. i guess you're attractive, or something. ·ﾟ: *

FINN'S POV !
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"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND, KID?" the officer exclaims. i think about the answer for a moment.

"yes," i hesitate, "but that's not the point here. the point is my friend is in jail, but she's completely innocent-"

"you can stop there," she sighs and rubs her temples, "you seem like a pretty smart kid, you know? it kind of disappoints me to hear that excuse. c'mon, just tell me the truth."

"ok," i start, "my friend is in jail, except she's completely innocent."

"what's your friend's name?"

"liam lowell."

"no, really. what's her name?" she chuckles a little.

i imitate her chuckle, "no, really. that's her name, liam lowell."

she gestures me to come closer, and i proceed to. her voice comes to a whisper, "i know i'm not your mom or anything, and you probably won't listen to me because, well, you're a teenage boy. but, sometimes you need to trust adults, and i'm an adult, and i say stay away from her. she's caused too much trouble to get involved with vulnerable and fragile brains like yours."

"bullshit," i whisper, "absolute bullshit— you know, she saved my girlfriend's life. if that's 'trouble' to you then you've got it all wrong. sure she's done bad stuff, but it was for a reason. sometimes you need to do bad things for a noble reason." (asoue aNYONE??!)  

"when will you leave?" she asks.

"when i get to see liam."

Y/N'S POV !
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when i arrive at school, cleo is already standing by the side entrance. we would go through the main entrance, but we're guaranteed to come across some staff member. and besides, our lockers are closer to this door.

"want some pizza?" she suggests.

i laugh, "what?"

she drops her backpack from her shoulders, unzips the largest pocket, and pulls out 2 slices of pizza from a brown paper bag with oil stains spotting the bottom, "i'll ask again, do you want some pizza?"

"yes please," i reply, almost laughing. i take the cheese slice from her hand because i know she prefers pepperoni over any other topping, "when do you think schools will wake the fuck up and realize that most of the time, nothing that we do here is relevant or will ever be relevant in our futures?"

"apparently not anytime soon," cleo says, "i thought you liked mr. bowers' class though." she mentions. and she's not wrong either, i do like mr. bowers' class.

"it's not him or the course i hate, it's the people in it." i say, reaching to open the door.

"who's in your class?" cleo props the door open with her hand.

"nobody in particular, i just don't like people that go to this school in general," i remark, and cleo gives me a stare. sarcastic, but still a stare, "oh come on! you know i made exceptions for you and para and pierre."

she nods, "i thought so— wait, pierre? you talk to him?"

"he's actually really kind, cleo. he's also nearly the total opposite of paradyse, and it's kind of refreshing, you know? someone who's quiet and reserved 'n all."

"i'm sorry, have you forgotten about your boyfriend? finn?" cleo asks, while she takes forever to just open her locker.

"i didn't mean it like that! i meant it as a friend, and you know that." i correct her, honestly a little bit annoyed.

"sorry, y/n." she apologizes.

"it's okay."

FINN'S POV !
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3:04PM

it seems that to some degree, the sound of my key turning into the lock startles y/n. she stands there, in the kitchen, nearly frightened whilst holding a glass of water. but whether it's my presence or the sensation that scared her remains a mystery.

i continue to walk in the kitchen, grab a glass, fill it with water, and then join her next to the counter. she stays silent, "aren't you going to ask where i was?" i softly smile, and then take a sip, giving her the side-eye.

"no. cuz i knew that you would have ended up telling me anyway. also, because i already know." she answers, with her mouth half in the glass, causing it to sound muffled.

"you do, don't you?"

she simply nods her head and continues to swallow, "you were at the jail because you were planning on bailing liam out. you don't remember? we had this whole thing because we disagreed with each other."

"i remember. i didn't want to bring it up because i wasn't sure whether or not you remembered. the truth is, i'm willing to apologize. i was a dick. i admit it, and i probably shouldn't have just left you like that."

y/n puts her glass on the counter, "i'm sorry, i'm being extremely passive aggressive. i thought you were all salty at me, and obviously it shows that you aren't." she gave me a look.

"i'm sorry. what i did wasn't right."

"it's okay."

Y/N'S POV!
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finn faintly smiles down at me, and even though i am still a little pissed at him, i can't help but smile back— because he just looks so goofy.

"and just so you know, i wasn't planning on holding any grudge on you." he states. finn must notice my behavior, because he just plants a kiss on the top of my head.

"i know." i say, and leave it at that.

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