《Her part ☽ Finn Wolfhard》5
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I pulled away from Wyatt, looking at Finn with a confused look. His eyes burned from both madness and jealousy.
"What?" Wyatt asked and tilted his head to the left.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Finn repeated with gittered teeth. "I'm dancing with Lia," Wyatt shrugged.
I looked from Wyatt to Finn, and I truly had no idea why Finn was so mad at Wyatt.
"She's my date," Finn said coldly. What? Was I his date? No, I was not. "Well, I haven't seen you dancing with her the past couple hours," Wyatt snapped, looking over at me.
My eyes were glued to Finns. "Wyatt's right. I mean, it didn't seem like you remembered me being your date when you made out with that girl over there," I said, my voice filled with both anger and hurt.
I crossed my arms over my chest as I could see the hurt in Finns eyes too. "Bambi, I'm-" Finn started.
"Sorry? You should be," I answered, looking back at Wyatt. "Wanna dance again?" I asked him as I quickly licked my lips. He nodded, smiling lightly at me. I took his hand in mine and started walking against the middle of the dancefloor, away from Finn. As Wyatt and I started dancing again, I could feel Finns eyes on me. They burned deep into my cheeks, and I knew he was both hurt and angry. Angry at himself. But he deserved to be that, honestly.
After a couple hours of just dancing with Wyatt,people started leaving. Finn showed up behind me and Wyatt, and he coughed lightly.
"Bambi, we should go. I told your mom I'd get you home before twelve," he said. I looked at him and nodded slightly. As I let go of Wyatt,I looked up at him. He was at least a head taller than me.
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"Thanks for the dance, I really enjoyed it," I said, earning a huge smile from him. "Yeah, me too," he said. "Uh, I guess I'll see you on Monday," I said, he nodded. He gave me a tight hug before I let go and walked over to Finn. My eyes were glued to the ground. "Let's go," I mumbeled as we walked out in the hallway.
I put on my coat, before both of us walked outside, on our way to his car. He stopped outside it and looked at me. "Bambi, I'm really sorry," he started. "Leave it, Finn," I snapped, my eyes still glued in the ground. "No, Bambi," Finn said as he took a step closer to me. "Don't you call me that," I said.
He sighed, his eyes glued to me. " Listen,I hurt you, and that's the last thing I wanted to do in the whole world," he said. I did not move my eyes. "What's done is done, Finn," I murmured. "No, you don't understand, Aurelia,You can't be mad at me," he begged. He didn't call me Bambi. This had to be the first time ever he didn't call me that.
And to be honest, it hurt. Being called Bambi by Finn made me feel so special. But when he didn't call me that, I felt just like the other girls he'd done this to.
Like all the other girls... "Too late," I snapped. "Aurelia there was a reason I did that," he said. I fake-laughed. "Tell me, then," I said. He took a step closer to me once more, and put his finger on my chin. Once his finger was on my chin, I felt the spark, and I knew he felt it too, because he pulled away.
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I looked up at him, I'm sure my eyes were pretty huge. "Dammit, Aurelia I know you feel that to, that spark that shows up whenever our bodies touch. And I think that tells us something," he started. That this, whatever this is, feels so right... "The thing is that I think I'm falling in love with you, Bambi. And I'm fucking scared. Scared of hurting you," he kept going.
"You already have," I interrupted. "Would you please listen?" he asked. I just nodded, biting my lip. "I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to loose you. Because you are fucking special to me. When I'm with you, I feel a different way than I've ever felt with any other girl. Your smile makes me melt. Your laugh is like music to my ears. I don't know what to say or do when I'm close to you. You make my head go messy and my stomach fill with butterflies. I'm so sorry if I've hurt you in any way, Bambi. The girl was some kind of distraction for me, to not think about you. But you know what? That's impossible for me to do, because you're in my mind all day long, Bambi. And I don't know what to do anymore..." he trailed off as he saw a smile appear on my lips.
"Well, Finn. As much as I wish I could not, I have to say that I feel sort of in the same way about you," I admitted. I could see the smile on his lips growing bigger as he heard every word I said. "So you forgive me?" he asked. I laughed a little at his question. "I guess I do. Just promise me you won't do it again," I said as he took one step closer to me, if there was possible to get any closer than him and I were now. "I promise," he said with a low voice, and before I knew it, his lips were pressed against mine.
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