~ You're Taught To Be Good, But You Learn To Be Bad ~ Finn Wolfhard X Reader

Bad Girl

Finn's POV

"She's not even answering my texts."

"You were drunk off your ass, Finnlard. I wouldn't respond to you either." Millie said letting out a laugh. "Besides she's at a party with Carl."

I felt my jaw clench, and my blood began to boil. I hated him, I wanted him to just disappear!

Your POV

I walked around the party, searching for Carl. He had disappeared over an hour prior to now.

"Y/n?" A familiar voice called. I quickly turned on my heels to see, a familiar face.

"Jack?"

"Yeah, hey. You remembered me." He smiled. "What are you doing here? Where's Finn?"

"Oh... Um, I'm not sure." I lied. "I'm sure he'll be around."

"Oh, okay. If I see him I'll let you know?"

"Yeah, yeah." I nodded along. Acting like Finn would actually be around, but I knew better. I knew Finn wouldn't show up. It was probably better if he didn't.

Time Skip >>

I pulled out my phone and began to text him.

You - Baby, where are you?

Carl - Downstairs.

I mentally cursed myself. I didn't want to go downstairs. That's where all the stoners and potheads hung out. I swallowed my pride and headed downstairs. I opened the basement door and wearily walked down down the steps. As soon as I entered, the smell of a pot and cigarettes bombarded my senses.

I walked into the room and the first thing I saw... Was Carl and a group of guys huffing on cigarettes, and downing red cups filled with what I assumed to more alcohol.

"Babe?" He said, in a raspy voice.

"I wanna go home," I replied.

"Come on, the party just started."

"Carl, I don't care... I wanna go home." I replied. 

Finn's POV

Millie and I decided to head to the party. I had to see her, and I had to make everything right.

"Finn?" A voice behind me said. I turned around to see Jack.

"Hey man," I replied. "You see Y/n?"

"Yeah, the basement." 

Your POV

 "Okay... We'll go home." He smiled, leaning in giving me another kiss. All around us people cheered.  

Finn's POV

I ran downstairs to search around for Y/n, I doubted I'd see her. She wasn't a stoner, hell! She barely drank. As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, the people were cheering and laughing as I walked closer trying to get a better look. And there they were... Time seemed to slow as he kissed her. My chest tightened as I watched.

"Fuck." I groaned. I immediately turned around marching upstairs.

"Finnlard?" Millie said as I came up. "Finn, did you find her?"

"Yep," I said in anger. I grabbed a bottle of Vodka out of the hand of some random party goer and began to down it.

"Whoa, Finn... Slow down." Millie said, grabbing for the bottle.