finn wolfhard x reader : book 2

part seven

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"noah..." i say as i back away out of his arms. he smiled at me. his smile, it made saying this a hundred times harder
"noah, i don't..." i couldn't finish my sentence. i just frowned, he knew what i was going to say
"oh," he said "no i get it". i rest my hand on his face running over his bruises with my thumb.
"we should get you help" i said
"no, no it's fine i'll just go home" he said. i felt bad
"no it looks bad let me help you" i said
"y/n, i can take care of it myself trust me. i'm just gonna go home" he walked away and i didn't say anything after that.
"oh my, god. y/n!" millie says to me once he's gone. i can't believe that just happened. i had never, ever considered noah in that way. he was always more of my best friend or brother type figure in my life. it was never a thought in my mind that he could like me like that. i didn't k ow what to do but then i begin to...cry. sob actually, the thought of ever hurting noah was so scary to me beacause he's my best friend. millie came over and helped me walk back to her room i sat down on her bed still crying and she got up to get me some water to drink. i drank a bit of it and the calmed down.
"so do you want to talk about it?" millie asked me. i laughed a little bit and was finally feeling better
"talk about the fact that my best friend just kissed me in front of my other best friend and my ex or talk about how finn cheated on me and how we kept it a secret?" i said and we both laughed
"hmm maybe both" millie responded
"well starting with noah... actually i really don't have anything to say about that other than i hope everything goes back to normal. but the whole finn thing... well i promised to keep it a secret because i knew how much it could hurt his career. he wanted to tell people because he didn't think i had to hide it to help him but still..." i trailed off
"well yeah but do you still have feelings for finn?" she asked me
"i'm not sure. some days i'm completely over him and other days i miss him more that anything"
"and you said he doesn't remeber kissing this girl?"
"yeah" i said
"and does she have a picture of them kissing or something?"
"well, no but there are pictures of them at the party" i said
"and he was intoxicated?" she kept asking
"yes, but why are you asking me all these questions?" i said
"because y/n, there's no actual evidence of them kissing so what if they didn't and the girl only said they did so you guys would break up because she liked finn?" she said
"but finn owned up to it..."
"but how can he own up to it if he doesn't remember doing it?" millie added "i bet he was just taking the girls word for it and she could be lying"
"well... i never thought of that" i said
"right, so what if you broke up for nothing?" she said
"even if we did it's not like he wants to get back together" i said
"you don't know that"
"maybe. but i do know that i don't want to get back together with him."
"really?! you don't?!"
"i don't know... i think i'm just gonna go home mills"
"okay... i'll see you tomorrow at set?"
"yeah, see you tomorrow. bye love you." i get up and take all my stuff with me and my mom comes to pick me up. as soon as we get home i drop my bags in my room and sit on the couch in the living room. i didn't realize it until now, but i don't spend a lot of time here. at my apartment, i mean. i'm always at set, or having sleepovers, or out at concerts. rarely do i get to sit in our couch and think. so that's what i'll do. my mom makes us some tea, puts netflix on, and sits next to me. i lay my head in her lap and she strokes my hair. she knows something is wrong. i know, she knows something is wrong, but i love my mom for that. she knows when i don't feel like talking about something, when i just want to sit in our couch and think.