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(What's the Story) Morning Glory?

Chapter Two:

"Off Chance"

Here I was, on a Friday afternoon- waiting for my boyfriend.

I say boyfriend, I mean 'boyfriend'.

Previously in my life- I have managed to nab myself a fake boyfriend in order to make the sex god known as Finn… jealous? I don't know what I'm trying to do, to be honest.

I saw Archie exiting the shop- beers in hand.

"Come on then, girlfriend. We've got a party to attend."

All I could do was smile.

You could hear the sound of music half way down the road- and suddenly my stomach started doing enormous flips, my heart rate quickening considerably.

His house was in sight, I had forgotten that it was a little bit sexy. I hadn't, however, forgotten how sexy Finn was. There were people in Finns front garden smoking and snogging each other's faces off.

"'Ello!" Chop threw open the door, "Welcome, to the party of the year!"

"Where's Finn?" Archie laughed, "This is his house."

"Oh, I think he's busy- if ya know what I mean." He exaggerated a wink.

My heart sunk.

"No, I really don't." I said.

"Oh, come on Raemundo- we can talk about this later! There's a party in there with our name on it!"

And with that he dragged us inside. We weaved in and out of crowds of people, until we got to the kitchen.

"This is where I leave ya lads!" Chop announced. "Have fun- I'm gonna go look for Izzy."

"See ya!"

"Bye." I said morosely.

"Now- for the dutch courage!" Archie turned and pulled out a bottle of Tesco value vodka.

"No. Way." I cringed.

"Yes. Way." Archie grinned evilly. "Come on- it'll give you a bit of confidence."

"What about what Chop said? That Finn was 'busy'!"

"What about it?" Archie said, "You're going to have fun tonight- with or without Finn."

"Alright, then." I said, with a ghost of a smile. "So, just out of interest- how many of these would I need to win Finn over?" I chuckled, holding up a shot glass.

"I guess we'll find out tonight." He beamed.

Two shots and a beer later- I was walking around Finns house- Archie in tow.

"That's- nice Rae" He slurred pointing to one of the paintings in the living room . Whilst I had opted for two shots, Archie had decided he wanted seven. And three quarters.

"Rae- Rae, watch your feet on the- on the window" He managed to stumble, and topple over onto the floor.

"Oh god, Archie." I picked him up and lead him over to the sofa. "Right- sit down here. I'm going to get you some water. Okay?"

"Okay." He giggled.

Everyone was in the living room or outside dancing and drinking- so the hallway leading to the kitchen was empty. That was until I got to the kitchen.

I froze.

He had her up against the kitchen counter- his hand pushing her dress up as it ran up and down her slim (not fat) thigh. He was kissing her neck, then her lips; slowly at first- and then fast, almost hungrily. God, they weren't even coming up for air.

Soft moans escaped Chloe, which appeared to urge him further.

I felt sick.

Finally, Chloe clocked on that I was standing- with my heart lying somewhere in the bin.

"Rae." She gasped.

I ran before I saw Finn turn round. I ran down the corridor and up the stairs. I ran right into Finn's bedroom.

I know, bad move if you run into the love of your life's-who you're avoiding- bedroom. But I liked it in here. It reminded me of my own.

I quietly shut the door and walked over to his record player. I found the single by The Smiths and turned it over to the B side. 'Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want' echoed faintly through the room.

I lay down on Finn's bed. Creepy- maybe. But hey, I'm mad anyway.

"Rae?"

I shot up. There- speaking to me of his own accord for three entire days was Finn. I could faintly see his face highlighted because of the street lamp light outside his window.

"Hi."

"What are you doing in here?"

"The kitchen was taken."

He looked taken aback- but instead of saying anything, he walked over to his desk, and turned his fairy lights that hung over his bedstead.

He stood in the middle of the room with his arms folded tightly and observed me.

"Where's Archie?"

Oh shit. In my sudden shock- I had forgotten all about Archie.

"Speaking of- I need to go and-"

Finn stopped me in my tracks. "Rae, stop. I need to speak to ya."

"Why?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Why do you wanna speak to me?"

"Coz I wanna tell you that I-"

"WHAT?" I stopped breathing- I thought I was about to die of a cardiac arrest.

He reached for my hand, and began to write out the beginning of a sentence. All I got was, was 'because I' before I yanked my hand away.

"No. You want to tell me something- you tell me. Using words. Real words coming from that." I pointed at his mouth.

"Rae." I looked utterly speechless.

"Oh, no I get it. Your mouths probably tired from trying to suck Chloe's soul out earlier."

"Why are you being like this, eh?!" He exclaimed, frustrated. "What's it to you anyway?"

"Nothing at all."

We stood, staring at each other for what felt like an age. 'How Soon Is Now?' played in the background. The song fit the mood, I tell you.

I hate to say this- but I was slightly turned on by the anger that lingered between us. I secretly hoped he felt the same.

He inched closer to me- his dark brown eyes appearing black. They smouldered in the flickering fairy lights.

Before I knew it, he had grabbed a fist full of my hair- and pulled my face towards his. Our tongues moved in sync before he backed me up slowly toward the bed. He climbed on top of me- our hands blindly feeling each other. Our tongues danced, both fighting for dominance.

Before long he broke the kiss to pull his t-shirt ove his head with haste, not missing a beat- he leaned back down and we continued our dance.

After groaning in a way that made me tingle in far into the depths of my ladybits, he came up for air.

"Rae." He whispered.

"Finn."

"Rae."

"RAE!"

My eyes fluttered open.

Standing above me, was Finn.

"You were callin' my name Rae."

Shit.

I suddenly realised where I was. I was lying in Finns bed. No, not on it. In it. I must have crawled into his bed and fell asleep.

Oh, fuck, shit, bollocks.

He was smiling. He was actually smiling.

"You look so confused." He tilted his head to side.

"Erm, just a bit." I muttered groggily.

I cleared my throat. "Sorry. I'll go-"

"Nah, you're alright." He smiled sheepishly.

"Is the party over?" I asked.

"Well, yeah- but Chop's still going." He laughed. I laughed too.

"Um." I had no words. I was lying in Finns bed- in Finns house, and he wasn't shouting at me to leave.

Maybe, I imagined it all. Maybe he didn't snog Chloe- maybe I just invented the entire thing as some sort of warped compensation for Finn not liking me.

"Finn?"

I knew that voice.

"Thank God! I've been looking for you everywhere! What have you-" Chloe stopped in her tracks, and viewed the sight before her.

Me, in Finns bed- and Finn standing over me.

"What's going on here then?" She folded her arms.

"Nothing." We said in unison. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye.

"Well, are you coming? Izzy's just been sick on your carpet."

"Fuck. Alright- yeah, I'll be there in a bit." he turned back to me, "Rae- you don't have to leave, just wait until I get back please?"

I could almost hear Chloe internally screaming.

"Alright." I replied.

With that, he left the room with Chloe. I don't know what he'll want to talk to me about.

I quickly ran to the mirror – hair- messier than ever, face- looks like I've just been punched, and yep- I'm still fat. Triple points to me.

Half an hour later- Finn returned.

"Sorry, Izzy really fucking knows how to chuck up." He said amusedly.

"It's fine. So what's up?"

"Well- I just wanna say that I'm sorry. I know I've been off with ya these past few days, and it's all my shit- nothing to do with you."

My heart warmed.

"Finn." Was all I could get out- with a smile.

"So, anyway- just wanna say, you and Archie- I'm really happy for ya."

Oh, god.

"Finn, We're not-"

"Me and Chloe are seeing other."

The warm heart I had had not mere minutes ago melted and turned to ice.

"I think it'll be good, you know? You and Archie, Chop and Izzy, Me and Chloe."

Me and Chloe. Me and Chloe. Me and Chloe.

The words echoed throughout my mind.

If I could have died right then and there- trust me, I would've.

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-Laura