Froot Loops・ 。・Finn Wolfhard x Reader

Ch.4 Slumber Party

(Your POV)

I swear I fell asleep seven times on the way to the Repasky's. Their house was only a little bit north of the venue. Maybe 40 minutes or so. Sort of on the outskirts of Atlanta. Definitely not in the heart of the city, but not in the country. A cute little suburban area surrounded by some urban communities. Atlanta always interested me. I wish I could live here rather than at home. Even if Luke is there.. It would be a more interesting life style here.

Once we got here my mom shook me until I looked up to the white garage door and the shuttered windows with light green siding. It was a bit of an older home but it had a lot of character. Those kinds of homes catch my eye.

I carried my luggage inside and met Grace's mom. "Oh hello girls! It's so nice to have you here I haven't seen you two in ages!" She greeted us each with hugs from the side and the scent of cookies in the oven. She let me take my things to the guest room while her and my mom chatted.
The quilt on the bed reminded me of my grandmothers house. I feel like everyone's grandmas at least had one quilt and it looked exactly like this one. I unloaded my clothes into the empty dresser she left for us to use. It was like staying at one of those motels that are like apartments but with much better company.
I glanced around the room to notice pictures of Grace was she was little. There was one of her holding a flower up to her eye like a magnifying glass and another where she was dressed up in her moms heels and lipstick while holding a pink ukulele in her small hands. She looked so cute in her pictures... I wish I looked that cute when I was a kid.

A few minutes later I heard what sounded like a group of people shuffle through the garage door and into the house. I heard multiple voices speaking loudly. I decided to brush it off and continue unpacking.
I heard the door creak open and so turned to see a curly haired kid with freckles stop to stare at me. "You.." He trailed. I blinked at him, "Me?" He stood there for a second without speaking then suddenly became flustered and he left with a, "Sorry, k bye" type of thing. I didn't know kid actors were weird like that..

(Finn's POV)

We arrived at Grace's after getting some drinks at the soda shop. We greeted her mom as we entered, dropping our stuff in the living room. We usually sleep in the guest room so I headed there to bring my acoustic guitar in so we could play later. I opened the door to a girl putting a bra into a drawer. She.. she was the girl from the concert! I stayed silent for a second while she stared at me. This was awkward... I walked in on her putting away her bras...
"Sorry, bye!" I finally spat out as I slammed the door and hurried down the hall to the rest of the gang. Malcom watched me and said, "What happened there, Dude. You look like you've seen a ghost."
I glanced in the mirror that was above the old hearth fireplace and noticed my red cheeks. F*ck.

For a while I kept think about that girl. Who was she? Why is she here? Why was she putting her bra in that drawer? Why didn't she know who I was? Why didn't she know we were going to be here? "Who is she?" I said out loud then glanced at Grace after a while. She turned her attention to me.

"Who? Y/n? She's a family friend. Her and her mom are staying her for a few weeks," She explained. Y/n.. hm. Cute. "Sweet you hear that guys? I get aaallll week with this girl to ask her out!" Jack exclaimed and Malcom shot a smirk at him while Ayla chuckled. I just rolled my eyes again and then stood up. "I.. uh.. gotta piss. I'll be back."
     I sped away to the hallway and stood outside the door of the guest room. Why wasn't she coming out to hang out with us? Doesn't she know that we're Calpurnia? I couldn't take it anymore so I slowly knocked twice on the old wooden door. She soon opened it with the same confused look on her face. "Finn again?" She said and then added a little giggle to the end of it. "Oh.. so you do know who I am," I said as I stood awkwardly in the hall. She nodded and assumed, "Everyone knows you, Finn." I slightly smiled and she asked, "So.. what's up? Do you need something?"
All the sudden the fluster came back and I lost my words. I stuttered "I-.. well- we-..." She just looked at me with one brow raised. I knew she didn't like me! "I... we usually sleep in here so I was going to put my guitar in here but obviously you're here and we're out there and-" and then my blabbering continued on: "And... and you should come out there with us." She just looked at me for a second and then said, "Sure."