𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭 ❥ FACK || [COMPLETED]

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2 DAYS LATER - THURSDAY - 9:17 AM

Finn was sleeping peacefully, until Sophia barged into the front door repetitively screaming "Richie-Gay-Trash-mouth-Tozier!".

Finn instantly shot up, waiting for his head to become clearer before Sophias words finally registered in his head until they made complete, perfect sense, lifting an eyebrow as his face turned red.

"What are you talking about, Sophia?" He slurred tiredly.

She stopped her chanting and looked down at him, narrowing her eyes. "Have you not read the script?"

Finn groaned loudly. "Why does everyone keep asking me that?"

"So you haven't?" She smirked.

"No, I haven't."

"Well, since we finished all of the group flashback scenes, we're all being called in today to do everyone's separate childhood flashbacks." Sophia explained.

Finn sighed, dropping himself to the floor. "I didn't know, I haven't read through my lines yet. I thought we were meant to be doing it tomorrow."

"Well not anymore."

Sophia looked around a bit, seeing everyone's bedroom doors closed and snores erupting from Chosen in his and Jeremy's room. Suddenly she became confused, lifting a brow and looking over the kitchen corner.

"Where's, Jack?"

Finns eyes shot open again, looking around frantically; no sign of Jack.

"What the hell!?"

"Woah, Finn, calm down, he probably just went for some breakfast, early."

Finn and Jack hadn't told anyone about what had happened, nor were they planning on. They weren't exactly together, since neither of them had asked anything or made anything official, but Finn felt his overprotective boyfriend mode switch on as he shot up from the floor and out of the covers.

"No, Jack doesn't do that, he always waits for us. You know he's not like that. He doesn't eat without us, it makes him feel bad." Finn panicked.

Sophia hummed a short response, walking into the kitchen and turning the corner; probably to go and look out and see if she could see Jack anywhere. Meanwhile, Finn ran into Wyatt and Jaedens bedroom and started loudly and frantically banging on the cupboard door, making Wyatt jump out of his skin so fast he fell on the floor, and Jaeden shooting upwards with his eyes wide and kind of spiny and dizzy.

"Yes!?" Jaeden screeched, tired and clueless.

"I can't find, Jack! Emergency sixty-three!"

"We only have an emergency one to sixty-two." Wyatt groaned, scratching his head. "Plus, I'm sure he's gone down early —"

"Would everyone stop repeating what each other says to me!? C'mon guys, you know, Jack, he doesn't leave without us."

"OK, OK, chill dude, we'll find him, I'm sure he's perfectly fine." Jaeden hushed calmly, smiling softly.

Finn calmed down slightly, sighing and smiling lightly back at Jaeden. "Thanks Jae-Bae."