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finn imagine!





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i woke up with a pain in my head, groaning i sat up. i shifted to sit up but immediately felt that i was going to throw up.

i lie back down & go to grab my phone from my dresser. when i turned it on, i had messages & missed calls from finn.

i sighed & grabbed my forehead, memories from last night flooding to my mind.

we got into a huge fight because quincy threw finn a party for his eighteenth birthday. i was already annoyed that finn was still hanging out with him, i was scared he was gonna have an influence on finn.

i could only remember bits & pieces from the night before; i remember drinking everytime i felt annoyed- which led me to being drunk.

i remember finn & i conversating with everyone, dancing, singing.

i remember quincy inviting a bunch of girls- i remember being annoyed because one was flirting with finn & even though he didn't flirt back, he didn't tell her to back off.

i remember going to get another drink, i remember meeting some guy, elijah. i remember us dancing & giggling.

i remember finn getting mad & pulling us apart. i remember yelling at him for being hypocritical.

i remember quincy getting annoyed & calling me a slut & finn not defending me.

i remember breaking up with finn.

i stared back at the messages & decided to ignore them. i've never seen finn act the way that he did last night.

it made me sick to think that he wouldn't defend his girlfriend- well ex girlfriend- of two years.

i groaned & sat up, getting ready to take a shower. when i was finished, i went back into my room to check my phone.

(2 new texts from finn 🦋)

I love you, please talk to me.

I'm coming over, be there in 20.

shit, fifteen minutes ago. i don't feel like dealing with his bullshit right now. i'm already emotional as it is.

i ran my fingers through my damp hair, suddenly there was a knock at my window.
finn only comes through my window at night, i don't understand why he's doing it now.

i opened my window, "what the fuck do you want?!"

he winced at my aggression, "to talk to you. to know where we stand. to apologize." he said while he almost tripped trying to get in.

"hmm, okay. you've just talked to me, we're broken up, apology not accepted. now get out."
i turned my back to him & walked to my bathroom for my brush.

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