Finn Wolfhard Imagines (Book 2)

Alone - Mike

Mike ran upstairs, picking me up in the process. "Mike!" I squeaked, giggling madly. "What are you doing?"

"Taking you to my room. What do think I'm doing?" He asks in a duh tone, opening the door. My head hit the wall as he walked inside. "Ow."

My body hit his bed, his body against mine. Mike slowly bites his lower lip before closing the gap between us. "Finally, some alone time." He mumbles between the kisses.

"Mike!"

Our eyes widen, hearing someone coming up the stairs. He quickly flew off of me, sitting on the other side of the bed. At that moment Eleven came walking in. "Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Mike shrugs as she walked over, planting a kiss on his lips. My stomach churned and I advert my eyes. "We're just about to play some D&D."

"Without Will? He's going to be offended." El laughs.

"Why are you here? You're not suppose to leave the house, especially to mine out in the public." Mike said, trying to sound light.

She shrugs, sitting next to him. "I don't care. I wanna spend a day with you."

"But we spend like everyday together. Don't you get sick and tired of me?" I watch them burst into giggles, playfully poking each other. It hurts to see him with someone one but she was here first. While she was gone, Mike and I grew a bond. However, we fought it until last month. He was over at my house watching Dirty Dancing because I begged him to and we ended up making out.

I got up, wiping my sweaty palms onto my pants. "I should get going. I have to help my mom cook." I gave El a hug while giving Mike a small wave. Mike eyes were pitiful, knowing the reason on why I'm leaving.

"Hey, y/n." He hollered after me. I turned back to him. "Are you still coming over for our movie night tonight?"

I opened my mouth to say yes but there was no sound. So I shook my head before walking downstairs.

Eleven's P.O.V (The Next Day)

Max sat down on my bed, her eyes showing that she knows something I don't. I ignored the look and keep talking. "I'm worried about Y/n, she's been acting distance lately. Is it because I ruined their movie night last night? That's their thing and I felt bad. I don't mean for her to sound like a one plus."

"Don't you mean a third wheel?" She asks.

My eyebrows furrowed. "Third wheel?"

"It's when two people that like each other hang out and someone else is with them. However, the other person feels left out because the other two like each other and ignore them."

I nodded, finally understanding. "Yeah...a third wheel."

Max licked her lips, sitting up. "Don't you think it's a bit weird how Y/n and Mike spend so much time together. I think Lucas knows there something as well but whenever I bring it up, he makes some dumb excuse."

"No, he wouldn't do that."

"El, boyfriends lie." She grabs a blindfold from her pockets, putting it in my hands. "Spy on him. I bet you he's with her right now."

I hesitated in the decision, inhaling deeply. Max tied the blindfold, waiting patiently. It seemed like eternity until I saw Mike sitting on his basement. Y/n was sitting next to him.

"Mike, did you just seriously eat my popsicle?" Y/n asks with an annoyed tone.

He shrugs, acting innocent. "No, my sister must've stole it."

She rolled her eyes, hitting his chest. "You owe me."

At first it seemed so innocent, like friends hanging out. I could faintly hear Max what was going on.

"Okay, and what do I owe you?" He asks.

He had a flirtatious smile, one that he never gave to me. Actually, his whole body language, his smile, the way he eyes lights up, everything about him was something that he never showed to me.

"Anything, just make it worth it." Y/n winks, giggling as Mike began to tickle her. "Mike! That's not wh-what I-I-STOP!" She continues to squeal, Mike caressing her face for a moment after he stops tickling her.

"I know how I can make it up to you." He whispers in her ears.

My heart began to race with panic, wanting to take off my blindfold so I wouldn't see anything but I was glued.

"Really?" He nods, kissing her with such passion, the type of passion he never gave to me.

I couldn't take it anymore so I tore my blindfold off, realizing that I'm crying.

"El! What happened!" Max asks urgently, running to my side.

"You were right. They were kissing." The boy that I loved was in love with somebody else.