Finn Wolfhard Imagines (Book 2)

Kiss Scene ~ Finn

Song: Cherry by Lana Del Ray

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"Hey." Finn greets shyly.

"Hey.." I respond the same way he does. Today is our first and only kiss scene. We're almost done with filming and I think I developed a crush for him. "Nice morning."

"Yeah...well we should get going." He mumbled.

At the set I was the first one to get done, wearing a low v-neck top with flowy sleeves and tight pants. The movie is set in the seventies and it's about this guy, played by Finn, who's desperate to win this rollerskate contest and I'm his love interest. It took me three months to officially be able to rollerskate, and that's what I'm wearing right now.

Finn came walking out in jeans and a shirt that says You Turn Me On, every O is a rollerskate wheel. His hair was straightened, wearing a dog chain. "You don't look so bad."

"Same for you. Can we switch shirts?" I asked. He only laughs in response, fiddling with my heart shaped hoops.

Our director Andy called for us, Jake Grazer and Dylan O' Brien waiting for us. We all got into our places, hearing him yell action.

I skated with a girl name Gabrielle, Finn and them on the opposite side of the rink, joking around. "I think Johnny's checking you out." Melissa giggles.

"Really?" I said. "Because it seems as if he doesn't want me."

"Oh crap, I think he's about to come over here!"

I gasped with shock. "Shit."

"Play hard to get." She whispers, skating ahead of me. Okay, this is our cue.

Finn eyes met mine like he was supposed to do for the scene, mouth gaping for a moment. I shot him a shy smile, seeing him skate my way.

"Hey Abby..." He greets.

"Hi..."

"Can we talk for a sec?" I nodded, excepting his hand offer. "I just wanna say that I'm sorry for blowing you off. I've been dealing with some stuff."

"That doesn't mean you can blow me off like I was nothing." I snapped. "Listen, I like that you're apologizing but I don't got time for this. You've really hurt me ya know." I said it with less attitude and more hurt, turning my back to him.

He grabs my wrists, pulling me back. "I'm sorry! But what matters is that I'm doing great now and I want to be with you. It's just that everytime you spoke to me, it was the wrong time."

"Then I guess right now is the wrong time. But for you." I gave him an apologetic look after I realized I snapped at him too harshly. "Just forget about everything."

When I turn my back, this was the kiss scene. Finn pulled me back in again, making sure to kiss me like hell. And it was supposed to go on for awhile, he tightened his grip on me, adding some tongue this time.

Dylan and Jack was in the background, cheering him on. "GO JOHNNY!"

We broke apart, giggling like little kids before going back to kiss.

When the scene ended Andy said we did good, but asking for a few more retakes. Which became fifteen. And I don't know if it was just me, or did the kiss become better every time?

I sat down at a bench at break, eating some y/c/c(your candy choice) when Finn approached me. He had on his beat up sneakers. "Hey, you did good out there."

"You did good too." I could feel the awkward tension rise, was it because I said he did good too, and it wasn't about his acting.  "You want some y/c/c?" I asked, holding them out.

"Thanks but I'm good. I was wondering if we could talk."

Uh oh. "Yeah."

I followed him to a room, sitting down on a beanbag chair. "Did-um..." Finn starts. However he seemed like he didn't know what to do, occasionally scratching the back of his neck. "Uh...this may seem like a really dumb question and please don't punch me but were you the one who kissed me harder everytime?"

"I thought that was you...." Oh shit what have I've done. I'm such an idiot, he probably thinks I'm a freak. "Was that a problem?"

"N-No, of course not. I was curious. Maybe I-it was m-me. Wh-Who knows."

"Why are you stuttering?" I asked teasingly.

"I-I'm not stuttering?" I tilt my head as if to say "come on". "Okay, maybe I did stutter. Why are you so interested?"

"I'm just curious. Was that all you needed?"

"No, I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight."

"On a date?"

"Yeah, if you don't I understand..." He says, sounding unsure.

I bit my lip, giggling at he scared state. "Sure, I'd love that."

He exhales, grinning like a fool. "Great!" I watch him leave, also grinning like a fool.