70 - who cares

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G/N: Girl Name

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I arrived on school grounds and stayed with my friend group at were gathered around the front doors of the school. Not far away from me was Finn's group of friends. I looked over and his eyes were already on me. In front of him, the popular girl at school, G/N, stood clinging to him in the sluttiest outfit I had ever seen.

I roll my eyes and pay attention to the conversation between my friends and a few seconds after my phone vibrates in my back pocket. I bring it out and it's a text from him.

Unknown // 8:12 am
Are you free later on today?

Finn and I's relationship was complicated. We were suppose to hate each other like our friend groups did but we didn't.

me // 8:12 am
I am. Why?

I lied

unknown // 8:13 am
Free house. Wanna come over?

I roll my eyes at the text.

me // 8:13 am
No thanks. But I'm sure G/N can help you with your needs Wolfhard

unknown // 8:14 am
Is the cold, infamous Y/F/N feeling jealous?

me // 8:14 am
I am not jealous!! I'm just not feeling it today

Plus why should I be? I'm not your girlfriend

unknown // 8:15 am
Do you want to be?

me // 8:15 am
No thank you

unknown // 8:15 am
Y/N

me // 8:16 am
what

unknown // 8:16 am
Will you be my girlfriend?

I look up from my screen and look over my shoulder to see him staring back at me, ignoring G/N completely and anticipating my answer.

He looks back down at his phone as I do too, a text message instantly appearing.

unknown // 8:17 am
Say yes

I bite my lip to hide my smile but I look over at him and stuff the phone back in my pocket, giving him a nod as he beams in happiness.

He walks around G/N as I couldn't believe what he was doing right now.

"What's Finn doing?" Both respective parties questioned.

I didn't care. I was in love with Finn. No stupid hate thing could come between that.

I walk away from my group and meet him halfway, my body pressed up against his. His hands around my waist, my arms around his neck. Our lips pressed against each other. Both of us smiling between kisses.

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