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this is based off of my fantasy that i could ever be living in the 40s-50s.. youll see what im talkin bout.


i hear the sweet love songs playing through my ears, as i sway to this beautiful music watching my lovely dress sway with my body, my dress coming out from my waist lining. i cant seem to understand why i havent found my love yet, i mean, i believe im pretty enough? and people always tell i am? so why havent i found the love of my life?

as im swaying with the beautiful songs my record suddenly stops. i stop spinning and my giggles die down. i walk over to my light blue turn table and see that my record was over, i start looking for another album that gives mean interest. i pull out a album, that was my mothers favorites, i smile and take the black record out of the cardboard case with the logo on the front.

PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER

PAUL ANKA

i giggle "biggest heart throb" as the song starts playing i pretend i am at a ball dance with the love of my life. i curtsy and giggle as if they complimented me. i slowly start to frown and i walk back over to my bed and lay my head down and feel the hot tears slide down my face. i just want someone to hold me as we listen to records, and call me beautiful as im applying power to my face.

i fall into the trance and end up falling asleep peacefully as my vinyl keeps spinning. 


N E X T M O R N I N G


i wake up and look straight ahead, the light from the sun coming through my white lace curtains. i smile and rub my eyes. i get up and get ready for schooling 

as i slip on my shoes i listen to my vinyls and i walk out of my house saying goodbye to my mother

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as i slip on my shoes i listen to my vinyls and i walk out of my house saying goodbye to my mother. i walk in and realize im late for class, i run to my classroom and i burst open the doors and all the attention was on me. i give an awkward smile and make my way to my desk and sit down. i start writing and i hear the door open again, i pushed it away because it could just be another late kid. i hear the teacher say "class, we have a new student. he is a transfer and his name is Finn Wolfhard" i finish my sentence on my paper and look up, and see a tall, pale boy with curly but sorta tamed hair. beautiful brown eyes and a smile, directly at me. i smile a little at him. 

"would you sit right there?" my teacher says and he points to a seat next to mine. i feel the blush creep on my cheeks and he looks at the chair then back at me. he was wearing a white shirt that was tucked into his jeans held by his black belt, and a black leather jacked that was perfectly draped over one of his shoulders. i look at him and smile, he seems to take a second and smiles back at me.

a few minutes pass and i feel a tap on my shoulder and see the new kid slid me a note. i open it slowly and lick my lips a little. 

for some reason youve caught my eye. im finn. and whats your name darlin?

i smile and i write on the note in a pretty cursive writing 

y/n, and youve caught my eye too, finn.

i slide him the note and he looks down at it and smiles. we continue to pass notes for the rest of the class. hes very sweet. i was walking home and i hear someone run behind me

"beautiful!" i turn around and i see the new kid, 

"hi finn!" i smile at him

"oh my god, your voice is so delicate and beautiful" he looks at me like hes admiring me

"oh uhm thank you" i giggle and hide my blushy cheeks


3 years 7 months 16 days later 


"finnie!" i jump and hug him, he hold my legs with his hands as i wrap my legs around his torso. 

"hi darling" he say with a sweet smile. "how are you my love?"  i ask.

finns POV

im not doing great, but i cant tell her that. the reason im not great is because y/n and her boyfriend. i am happy for her. but he doesnt deserve her. no on does. shes an angel from heaven but she doenst see it. but i do. ever since day one ive wanted something do to with her. she always wanted someone, and i was gonna give her that. but i turned out to be too late. now im just finn, the bestfriend. 

y/n pov 

"im doing good sweetheart" he says and sets me down 

"i love you" i say  

"i love you too y/n"

finns POV

ill never have the girl.

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