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Authors note: I just want to say this is so cringy LMAO i was 14 when I wrote this and extremely emotional so just a fair warning it's messy, but I took a lot of time into this story so please enjoy and thank you all for the support over the years i appreciate every single one of you:)))

(this doesnt make sense lemme explain, y/n and finn met in grade 6 and they're in 10 now. and i fixed the beginning bc it was bad omrefsfeg )



10 years ago:

As our teacher assigned our new seating plan, i sat there blasting music on my ipod and started drawing some sketches of paul mccartney on my notebook. I was really good at art, I always have been.

"You like the beatles??" an unfamilar voice spoke as i took out my ear buds.

"oh, y-yeah." i blushed.

"do you want to be friends?"  finn asked.

"what?" i asked confused."

he scrunched his curly mess of a hair. "do you wanna be friends? i'm finn, by the way." he added a kind smile.

"oh um i've never had a real friend.."

"i'll be your first then"

"friends."
......................................

We then found out we live on the same street, and our parents became really good family friends, so finn and I hung out a lot.

We had sleepovers, went to this park that had this super sick skating park and hung out basically everyday.

I never really knew what it was like to 'fall for someone' until I met finn.. but I knew I couldn't tell him...never.

In eighth grade finn started filming stranger things, IT, and more films. he had to move away a lot and i started feeling so detached from him but, i told myself to not hold back but move forward. 

In ninth grade, i started high school.. i remember , finn couldn't stop talking about how excited he was to go to high school together, BUT it's fine, i'm happy he's pursuing his dreams.

I met a lot of friends in the middle of grade 9, who had the same interest as me. they all loved old music just like me and we would spend our days locked in discovering new albums .

Then I met ellijah.

He was in the same grade as me, liked video games, and the same music as me.

He also was very attractive.. he looked like finn JUST a little.

But then it hit me. what if i thought i liked ellijah only because he was so alike to finn?

nooo it can't be

can it?
.......

I unlocked my house door and ran to my room and threw myself onto my bed and let out a big sigh.

"another boring day" i said to myself until.

BUZZ BUZZ

i jumped a bit from my phone scaring me, i turned over my phone to see 'finn' on my screen.

oh shit! why is he calling me??!! i have to answer BUT I CANT wHAT DO I DO

I was very hesitant to answer, but i picked up.

"hello?" i asked.

"hey y/n, long time no speak?" he said as more of a question.

"uh yeah, so how'v you been?" i gave an awkward chuckle.

"good I guess you?" his expression went down.

"okay.."

"i'm coming back to canada tomorrow!" he brought his enthusiasm back.

"oh cool" i awkwardly answered.

"do you not want me back..or?"

"no, it's just we never talk anymore.. and it's so random you're calling me after years of not speaki-"

"well who's fault is that?"his tone raised.

"excuse me?" I stood up from my bed and put the call on speaker.

"y/n you could've texted me or called." his tone got higher and angrier .

"how is this my fault?"

"whatever see you tomorrow i guess.." he hung up..

this is a great start.

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