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Today's the day I finally get to meet him. Finn Wolfhard will be attending the Stranger Things panel as well as holding a Meet & Greet Photo Op that I purchased tickets for months ago. They were expensive but they'll be worth it; Finn is the most perfect boy on the planet, and meeting him seems almost too surreal.
I spent 2 hours getting ready this morning. Took a looong shower, straightened my hair, made sure my makeup looked nicer than usual. I think I changed my outfit 20 times, but settled with a short black mini skirt and a long-sleeved black crop top, with knee-high grey socks. My heart was beating out of my chest all morning, the thought of staring into Finn's gorgeous dark eyes in real life overwhelmed me. The Photo Op was said to only last 30 seconds, but I anticipated they'd be the best 30 seconds of my life. And I mean, I was pretty spot on.
My friend and I arrived at the venue just in time for the panel to begin. We all took our seats as Millie, Noah, Caleb, Gaten, Sadie, Joe, Natalia, Charlie, and Finn enter the stage. There he is, in a flannel with rolled sleeves and black jeans (which were cut on the bottom) and expensive looking black boots, his socks peaking out at the top with a cute pattern. Handfuls of thick jet-black curls frame his perfect face-- even prettier in person. His presence like a magnifying force. To me, he's the only one on stage.
As the panel goes on, each cast member answers questions about the show. But every single time Finn stops talking, and it's another cast member's turn to contribute, his mind seems to wander off, and his eyes drift in my direction. At first I didn't notice he was looking at me... but when our eyes locked, Finn smirked. My heart melted.
For the rest of the hour and a half, Finn and I had been practically stripping each other with our eyes from across the room, or so it seemed. At first I was hesitant to think he really had his eyes on me. I mean, it's Finn fucking Wolfhard, maybe I'm caught up in my own head. But our eyes continued to meet. He'd bite his lip, smile a bit, and as I mouthed "me?", he gave a quick mischievous look, licking his lips and nodding his head. Fucking hell.
The panel finally came to an end and even though I haven't met Finn yet, I felt like we've known each other for years. The line for Finn's Photo Op started to form and my friend and I quickly join in, even though it's already super long. I couldn't hold in my excitement any longer, "Dude Finn was staring at me through the whole panel" I blurted out but still kind of quietly. "What?!" she said "How do you know that? He could have been looking at me! Or anyone! You're being delusional because you're too excited, don't scare him away when we meet him!"
"I won't!" I shouted a bit over the roar of the crowd, "And I just know." I said a bit softer this time. She rolled her eyes and we stood waiting for another 10 minutes. Finn was suddenly was escorted out of the room where the panel was held by security and girls were screaming while he walked past, but while he came across us he slowed down a bit, looked at me, and winked. I could hardly breathe after that, turning my face away from blushing too hard. Is he usually a flirt like this? Or does he like me? My heart ranging at probably 200 bpm now. I might faint if it goes any faster. Embarrassingly enough I'm soaking wet, shaking, and I feel like I could collapse. As the line dwindles down and I approach Finn, my nervousness increases. Every once in a while he'll look up from what he's doing, and glance at me again. My friend realizes that I was telling the truth now. She's a bit jealous but I let her go first in line.
Her time meeting Finn quickly passed as she greeted him and snapped a quick photo, telling him that she loves his acting and music, and he thanks her. As she walks away, Finn looks to me and smiles very big. "H-hi Finn--" "Hey, it's you!" he says, and brings me in for a close hug. Before releasing me from his soft touch, he leans over to my ear and whispers, "Meet me in room 605 in about 25 minutes. Please." I dig my nails into his back a bit from exhilaration but gently let go of him, looked into his deep brown eyes and nod. "Yes" I reply, he then grabs my waist, and our photo was taken quickly before I walked away. Room 605... my heart isn't beating so fast anymore, it surprisingly slowed and my chest felt warm.

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