{editing} Depressed~ Finn Wolfhard x reader

💔CHAPTER THREE🖤

As I was having the best dream, I felt someone shaking me awake. "Five more minutes," I muttered, not bothering on opening my eyes. "We're about to land," Finn softly spoke with a chuckle. I yawned, squinting my eyes open.

I moved my head away from his shoulder and sat up straight. Seeing the seatbelt light on, I put on my seatbelt.

"How'd you sleep?" Finn asked. "Fine, thanks for asking," I smiled. He smiled back as I turned to face the window. I saw that we were getting close to the ground so I asked, "Do you live here? Or are you just coming here for vacation?" "Yeah, I do live here," he nodded after a few moments of silence. "Cool," I responded. "What about you?" he asked. "Do you live here?"

I was quiet. I mean I came here to live here but I don't live here.

"I guess you could say that," I shrugged. The plane landed and as we both got off Finn started to put on his glasses and hat. 

"Finn, why are you wearing-?" 

I was cut off as a man dressed in a suit started to shove me away from him. "The hell?" I muttered.

"No no!" Finn quickly said. "She's fine, she's a friend." "Oh, sorry sir," The man said, letting go of me. 

Okay, what the hell just happened?

"You have a lot of explaining to do," I muttered. "Can I drive you?" he asked. "It's better to speak in the car than in public." As I had no other choice of transportation, I nodded. "Sure," I said.

Finn, his 'bodyguard', and I began walking. We started to come upon a sort of walkway with gates on either side. On each side, there were a bunch of people and paparazzi ready to take pictures. Finn quickly pulled down my cap lower, handing me a pair of glasses. "Put these on," he instructed. "Um, why?" I asked. "Just trust me on this," he begged. Sighing, I put on the glasses.

Then, all of a sudden, I started to hear a bunch of fangirls screaming. 

"OMG FINN!"

"FINN WOLFHARD!" 

"CAN I PLEASE GET AN AUTOGRAPH?" 

Finn Wolfhard? Was that his last name? And why are there girls screaming his name?!

Finn put his arm around me, holding me close. Blushing from the contact, the paparazzi began to flash their cameras, making me shut my eyes. Then I felt something...or someone, grab onto my cap. It was one of the fangirls, she pulled it off of my head and every single camera was aimed toward me.

"Finn Wolfhard who is this young lady?" 

"Is this your girlfriend Mr.Wolfhard?"

Finn pulled me closer and I guess we got to the car because I heard a car door open.

I stepped into the car, Finn soon following along. Once his bodyguard closed the door, I yelled, "They stole my favorite hat! I want an explanation now Frogface!" Finn stared at me for a few seconds before laughing.

I stared at him with furrowed brows. "Frog face, huh?" he chuckled, wiping away a fake tear. "I don't see how any of this is funny to you frogface," I mutter with a slight pout on my face.

"Okay, don't pout," he teased. "Let me explain. I'm an actor who stars in a huge TV show called stranger things on Netflix, I'm in a band called Calpurnia, and my last name is Wolfhard. The guys dressed in suits are my bodyguards. And sorry about your hat...I'll buy you a new one I swear."

"Hold on a minute...so you're telling me that you're some... celebrity?!" I asked in shock. "Yeah..." he said. "Does this...change our friendship?" "No," I quickly said. "It's just...a lot to take in."

The car was silent before I began to tease him. "So I that why you looked like a psycho?" I teased. "Oh screw you tiny," he said, playfully rolling his eyes.

"Hey, you're just abnormally tall for someone your age," I said defensively. "Or maybe you're just abnormally short for someone your age," Finn responded with a smirk. "Touche," I nodded with a smile. Finn's bodyguard looked at me through the rearview mirror, "Hate to interrupt but miss I need you to sit right and put your seatbelt on please." My mouth formed an 'O' as I followed his instructions. 

"So miss," he began. "Where are you heading if you don't mind me asking?" "You can call me Y/n and um..." I looked over to Finn and signaled an 'I don't know' look.

"I'm not exactly sure..." I muttered. Finn's bodyguard stayed silent, looking at the road.

"What do you mean?" Finn asked. "Well...you see I don't live here," I explained. "I um..." it was quiet for a few seconds, I whispered quietly, "Ran away."

Edited: December 26, 2022