"I have these thoughts so often I ought to replace that slot with what I once bought, 'cause somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence."
-Car Radio, 21 Pilots.
Finn Hudson woke up to the loud sound of his younger brother's voice. His thick Australian voice was bursting through his ears. Finn erupted a throaty groan and threw a glass at him. His head was throbbing from last night, which was all a blur. He could make out a few things, him nailing a few bitches and smoking pot, other than that he was clueless. His soft lips slowly curved into a smirk as he thought about the one girl he liked. He looked around the room, ignoring his brother's screams as he makes contact with his "manhood". He slowly slid his hands down the sheets, into his pants as he pulled out his throbbing male testacle. His big masculine hand began to add slow strokes to his penis. He threw his head back and gritted his teeth as he continued to concentrate. He ran his thumb along the head and yelped out a loud groan, causing his brother to enter the room.
"Finn, get ready." Mason demanded, but once he stepped in, his older brother froze. "Thats fucking disgusting." Mason covered his mouth in disgust and pretended to vomit as he walked out of the room, his facial expression never changing. Finn again, ignored his mindless brother as he continued to pleasure himself, only pumping himself faster this time.
"Moron."
...
"Today we'll be learning about Isaac Newton. And how amazing of an experience it is to blah blah blah..."
"Oh my fucking gosh, shut the hell up." Finn muttered to himself, his fingertips rubbing themselves along his temples. Miss. Walker the teacher, called on Finn. "Something the matter, Finn? Do you need to go..?" Finn nodded his head, immediately dashing out of the classroom's door and ran outside. Pulling out his iPhone, he then sat down and started to smoke, pondering about how much shit he's worth.
...
Heather's P.O.V.:
"Where's Finn?!" I tapped Mason's shoulder repeatedly as I panicked, my hair now looking like a mop because I was sweating terribly from looking for that miserable lad. Mason shrugged, waving me off as he continued working on what looks like an essay. I sighed in frustration, a loud scream coming from outside.
"You heard that?" I asked Mason, my blue orbs gleaming with worry as I clutched my fist onto his arm. He jolted up and he pushed me aside, nearly making himself stumble as he ran out of the school. I then followed behind him, my eyebrows knitted together. "Is he going to jump?" Everyone asked. I scratched my head curiously and finally darted my eyes up to where everyone was talking about.
Holy shit that's..
Finn?!
I screamed Finn's name, our eyes immediately making contact as he shook uncontrollably. He was nervous. I gave him a look that told him to not do it, my lips slightly part as I continue to stare up at him and I shake my head, making a run up the stairs that leads to the roof. The steep stairs caused me to only stumble a little, but then made me successful when I reached the top of the stairs. I then screamed Finn's name once again, tackling him down on his side so that he's not able to jump. He cried out, his white eyes turning to red as he wept uncontrollably. "Why..why would you want to jump?" I asked, carassing him.
"Because, without you, I'm worthless. I'm shit. I love you, Heather."
