Finn Wolfhard Imagines

69 - i like you anyways

"Finn I said no."

"Then at least give me a reason."

"Because I'm busy Saturday and therefore cannot go on a date with you."

"Yeah, you seem to be busy every other day."

Finn being the popular guy he is has been on a date with every girl in the school. I was the last winning streak. Under those circumstances I did not want to go on a date with Finn Wolfhard.

"Finn you're only asking for a date from me so you can be declared the ultimate playboy of the school."

"Y/N I don't care about a title. I like you. That's the only reason I'm asking you on a date."

"Yeah, doesn't seem legit. Sorry," I get ready to leave but he grabs my arm and pulls me back. I remove his hand that wrapped around my own arm, "don't touch me," I say softly. It wasn't really a demand or a warning.

"Fine, I won't," he says putting his hands up in defense.

"If you're not asking me on a date for the title then why are you asking me on a date?"

"Eager to know are we?"

"Just answer the question Wolfhard."

"Because you're different. You make me chase. You're smart, you don't care what other people say about you, you stick up for others. Your looks are just a bonus."

I stayed silent. In awe with the words that were coming out of his mouth.

Smiling in satisfaction with his words he takes a confident step forward. I couldn't distance myself any further with my back pressed against the wall.

"Your turn."

"For what?" Looking anywhere but at him or else I would be tempted to do something I know I'll regret.

"Why do you refuse to go on a date with me?"

"Because..."

"Because...?" He anticipates.

This time I take the courage and look him in the eye, "because you're so entitled. You're a rich, snobby, white boy who thinks they will get everything they want with just the click of the finger. You were born with a golden spoon in your mouth so you don't understand some of the hardships that most of us go through. You take advantage of your rich title but..." why did I say "but"? what reason could "but" be needed for?

He takes another step forward now closing any spaces between us, "but...?"

I stayed silent. My eyes on his lips. I look up at him for a brief second and see his eyes on mine, "but what Y/N."

He was desperate to know.

"I don't think I should say."

"Just tell me. Please."

I bite on my lip. Thinking about my next move. I was definitely going to regret it.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down to my level, his lips pressed onto mine,

He was way too into it so I had to pull away but he was very much against that.

His forehead pressed against mine, "you still have to tell me."

"But I like you anyways."