Rae and Finn sat down on the grass at the park, a cone of chips on their hands. The black haired teen crossed her legs, as she picked at the chips.
"You missing your mum?" Finn asked her, taking a bite of one of his chips.
Shrugging slightly, Rae looked at the mousy blonde haired boy,
"I guess. I like being able to spend more time with you." She admitted.
The confession made the boy smile, and he finished off the other half of his chip, and then he looked at her,
"Why didn't you show up at your mum's wedding?"
Rae looked at Finn,
"I went to find my therapist." She replied. "I was feeling down, and I needed to speak to someone. I felt like I had no one." She paused, not believing that she was actually admitting this to him. "I uh... I was told to contact him if I needed someone. He's just split from his wife, so he was in a pretty bad state, because I walked out on him, from our last session, and my friend Tix, she's collapsed."
Finn furrowed his eyebrows together,
"Why did you walk out on him?"
"I'm getting better." She replied with a shrug. "I felt like I didn't need him anymore, and he said it wasn't a good idea for me to go to The Rave." Rae lowered her gaze to her lap, feeling ashamed.
The boy sighed slightly and took hold of her hand,
"Why wasn't it a good idea?"
"Because I'm recovering still."
He stayed silent. 1 beat, 2 beats, 2 beats. He then squeezed her hand gently,
"I-I'm gonna help you, Rae. I'm gonna be by your side throughout your whole recovery. I-I'll pick you up and drop you off to your therapy sessions. I'll come with you to see Tix-"
Rae's head shot up,
"You will?"
Finn stopped talking and he nodded, smiling small,
"Of course I will."
She returned the smile and leaned into him,
"Thanks, Finn."
He kissed Rae's forehead softly and then gently rested the side of his head against hers.
"Would it be okay if we go to the hospital this afternoon?"
"It's fine. And don't feel the need to rush, okay?"
Rae smiled to herself, unable to believe how amazing her boyfriend really was. The two of them began to eat their chips, and then they made their way back to Rae's house. When they arrived at her house, Finn closed the door behind him, the two of them sliding off their converses. Making her way through her hallway, Finn followed close behind her. She could his presence near, and she liked the comfort that it gave her. Turning to him, she smiled,
"Thanks."
Chuckling slightly, Finn shot her a puzzled look,
"For what?"
Rae shrugged slightly,
"For everything. For defending me with Big G, for not judging me." She shrugged again with a smile on her face. The mousy blonde/brown haired boy smiled and rolled his eyes,
"You don't need to thank me, Rae. I've always felt the need to defend you."
She looked at him confused,
"Why?"
It was Finn's turn to shrug,
"Dunno. You were different to everyone else that I knew. You were new and I liked the fact that you were similar to me. It was nice to have a challenge for a change, y'know? You liked Archie, and I didn't understand why. We had so much in common, and you chose him. I felt close to you, and yet, you didn't even feel it." He let out a small laugh, and then he shrugged again.

*RAE'S POV*
When Finn gets honest, it's probably the most cutest thing – ever! Diary, I think I'm in love. Yes, I've admitted this many times, but I'm dead serious! He cares. He actually cares about me! Why was I so reluctant to liking him in the first place? I knew he was a bit of a knob, but why didn't I find him more attractive? I knew he was fit, but so did he. Maybe I was scared of liking someone like him, because of how he'd react when, -or if-, he found out? I dunno. All I do know is, Finn liked me. And I liked him. He made me happy, and we had so much in common. He made me so happy, and I'm so pleased that he chose me over Chloe.

We sat down on my bed, and I smiled to myself, hearing Finn's mixed tape beginning to play. Lying back against the pillows, I felt Finn begin to take my hand, and draw circles against the palm. It was moments like these that I liked. Simple moments. Sweet moments. Closing my eyes, I smiled bigger to myself, and I felt him move closer to me. Biting my bottom lip slightly, I heard Finn groan slightly. Opening my eyes, I looked at him,
"What?" I asked softly.
"Don't do that." He murmured against my shoulder.
I furrowed my eyebrows together,
"Do what?"
"Bite your lip like that." He licked his lips slowly. "You make your mouth look provocative when you do."
I blushed slightly, smiling and I looked away and up to the ceiling,
"Sorry." I mumbled, trying to hide my smile, but was failing miserably.
I heard him chuckle slightly and then glancing at him from the corner of my eye, I watched Finn roll onto his side to face me, wrapping his arm around me. Taking a deep breath, I tried to resist the urge to pull his arm off my body. I wasn't exactly comfortable in my own skin. But somehow, Finn made it easier. Every time he smiled at me, every time he touched me, and kissed me. I felt more confident in myself. Turning my head to face him, Finn smiled at me, leaning close to me and kissing my lips softly.

I swallowed slowly. We had been so close. So close, and then we quickly stopped. We had agreed to take things slow, and apart from five minutes ago, we meant it. The kiss that Finn had started became pretty heated quickly. His hands were running through my hair, my hands were running down his chest. And it got to the point, to where Finn was straddling over me. Now, we were lying side by side, and staring up at the ceiling. I felt him move slightly, and then he took hold of my hand, writing: I'M SORRY onto my palm. I smiled small to myself, taking his hand and writing: IT'S OKAY onto his. Turning to look at him, I smiled at him, and he returned the smile.

*FINN'S POV*
I was so mad at myself. I couldn't believe that I fucking got over carried away with the moment! I wanted it to be different with Rae – special. I wanted to be dating for more than a few fucking days, before I pounced on her. Ugh, my fucking hormones! After quickly realising what I was doing, I pulled out of the kiss, and lay beside her. Inside, I was praying that she didn't think I was rejecting her. Because I wasn't. I just didn't want to pressure her. After apologising to Rae, I sighed quietly and ran my hand through my hair,
"Do you—Do you wanna head to the hospital then?" I asked, looking over at her. "You wanna go and see Tix?"
Rae smiled slightly, and then she nodded,
"Please."
Nodding, we both stood up and walked out of her room and downstairs. Sliding on our shoes, we then walked out of the front door, and over to my motorbike. I had managed to somehow carry both of my bags, as well as driving my motorbike last night. Rae smiled and shook her head, seeing my bike, and then we both walked over to it.

*RAE'S POV*
When we walked down the corridor, I noticed that Finn had moved closer to me. I couldn't decide if it was from feeling fragile from just losing his Nan, or for wanting to comfort me. Taking a deep breath, I stood outside Tix's room, and I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.
Dear Diary, when you see the closest thing you have for a best friend, lying unconscious on a hospital bed, it's hard to imagine anything but your life without them. Without Tix, I wouldn't have made it through my time here at the hospital. And as I tried my hardest to, I just couldn't imagine it. Tix was my best friend, and that was all I knew.
I felt Finn squeeze my hand gently, as the tears began to pour out of my eyes. Frowning to himself, he then pulled me into a tight embrace, rubbing my back comfortingly. I gripped the back of his shirt, sobbing into his shoulder.
"It's okay, Rae. Let it all out."
Finn was saying the same thing to me, as I did to him, when I comforted him at the sexy party. We stayed there for an hour, just holding each other. One of the best, but saddest, moments of my life. I got to see the real Finn Nelson that night. And I loved him. Sniffing, I sobbed harder, and then I heard someone clear his or her throat. Gasping, I pulled out of the embrace, and turned around to see Dr. Nick. Smiling politely at me, his eyes slowly averted to Finn, whom was standing beside me, taking hold of my hand.
"Hi, Rae, nice to see you again." He greeted.
Smiling weakly at him, I sniffed, wiping my nose with the back of my hand.
Clearing his throat quietly, Finn smiled small,
"Hi, I'm uh, Finn. Rae's boyfriend."
My stomach did an unexpected flop at the words. That's right, diary. He used the words: "I'm Finn. Rae's boyfriend." Double. Fucking. Gush! I couldn't help but feel somewhat, more cheerier at his words, as I blushed slightly, nudging Finn's shoulder with my own.
"Nice to meet you, Finn." They shook hands. "My name is Dr. Nick. I'm one of the people that treat Rae here. My job is to make sure she's taking her pills, and to make sure that her body is okay."
Watching Finn's expression, I noticed him frown slightly, before he fixed on a polite smile,
"Well, thank you so much for looking after her. I'm glad that she's getting better."
Dr. Nick returned the smile, but his was more sincere,
"Me too." He looked at me. "Rae, I need to have a word. Do you want Finn here with you?" I nodded in reply, Finn squeezing my hand again. "This wasn't your fault. Okay? Kester told me that you're blaming yourself, and you shouldn't. Tix's body has been becoming weaker and weaker as the days go on. She needs fluids in her. And unfortunately, this now requires a tube, like I warned her. She will recover soon, Rae, so please. Do not stress, okay?"
I nodded slowly, the words sinking in, and then I sighed,
"We were supposed to be having a meal together. Her first proper meal in a long time. And I blew her off."
"Hey." Finn said softly, making me look at him. "Don't blame yourself. You didn't know this would happen."
Dr. Nick nodded,
"Finn's right, Rae. Please just don't blame yourself. If you wanna go in and see her, that's fine. If not, I may see you tomorrow, while you're here for your session."
He flashed the two of us a polite smile, and then he walked away.
"Make sure her body is okay." I heard mumbled beside me.
Furrowing my eyebrows together, I looked over at him again,
"What is wrong with you?" I asked confused.
Finn sighed and shrugged,
"Just how he said it." He admitted. "Sounded like he had control over your body, and that only him can see it."
I was shocked. Finn was jealous? Over my doctor? He was kidding right? Sighing slightly, I stood in front of him,
"He's not in control of my body, Finn. I am. He has to check my scars, my health and stuff like that. It's just the procedure of being here. And yes, it fucking sucks, but I have to deal with it. And no, he's not the only one that can see it."
"I-I…" He sighed to himself, shaking his head. "I'm not good with words."
I nodded at him,
"I know."
"It-It's just that… you mentioned fantasising about doctors, and-"
"And you know who my doctor is now."
Frowning to himself, he nodded and then he ruffled his hair, laughing slightly,
"I don't get what's wrong with me." Finn admitted. "I know that you're…"
"That I'm what?"
I watched his cheeks blush slightly as he mumbled,
"Mine."
I sighed slightly and smiled at him, taking hold of his hands,
"Oh, Finn…"

*FINN'S POV*
Brushing her thumbs along my knuckles softly, I slowly looked up at her and smiled slightly. Yep, I was embarrassed. That doctor was a fucking knob, and he clearly wanted to get under my fucking skin. And it fucking worked! Does he know that Rae fantasised over him? I bet he laughed about it, thinking it was adorable that one of his patients was thinking of him in that way. Ha, prick. Laughing at my girlfriend. "I may see you tomorrow" thing was just fucking—ugh! Calm down, Finn. Don't let that dickhead get to you. You don't want another moment, like you had with Big G. Taking a deep breath, I smiled small at her, pulling Rae in close to me. Entwining our fingers together with both hands, I held them up, so they were at the same height as our shoulders. Resting my forehead against hers gently, I closed my eyes for a few moments, whispering,
"You're beautiful." Opening my eyes, I stared at her. "You know that, right?"
When Rae didn't reply, I watcher her more closely. No. I told myself. Don't tell me that my Rae, -yes, my Rae-, was feeling self-conscious. She was beautiful! She was funny, smart, and so many other things. And yet, she was feeling self-conscious. What a silly bastard! Standing back, I held onto Rae's hand, storming down the corridor. I knew that she was bewildered with my sudden reactions, but I was determined to make my point. Pushing open the exit doors, I walked us over to my bike. Letting go of Rae's hand, I picked up her helmet, handing it out to her,
"Put it on."

Arriving at Rae's house, I helped her climb off, and then I did, the both of us taking off our helmets. I took hold of her hand, and then I held out my free hand,
"Keys, please."
Her face was filled with confusion, as she fished through her jeans pocket and slid them out, handing them over to me. Nodding once, I dragged her over to her front door, unlocking the door, and then I walked us both inside. Locking the door behind me, I knew that Rae had many unanswered questions roaming around in her head, but I was desperate. Walking upstairs, I walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind us and then I guided her over to her mirror. Rae's eyes never left mine, as I stood behind her.
"Okay." I said quietly, placing my hands on her shoulders. "Look at yourself in the mirror."
With her face still looking puzzled, her eyes slowly drifted to the mirror. But they weren't focusing on her; they were on me.
"Look at yourself." I ordered quietly.
"Finn. What are you—?"
"Just do it." I sighed, cutting her off.
I watched Rae's reflection stare at herself in the mirror. A small frown playing on her lips. Sighing, I shook my head, rubbing my hands over my face with disbelief,
"Rae, you're so many things. And one of them is beautiful. And yet, you don't even believe me." I placed my hands on my hips, standing beside her, facing her; and I bit my lip slightly. "Take off your shirt."
Her chocolate brown orbs widened with horror, her gaze snapping to mine quickly,
"What?!"
"Take off your shirt." I repeated again, adding a little shrug as I did.
"Fuck off." She mumbled, rolling her eyes, and crossing her arms over her chest.
I scoffed, shaking my head,
"You either take your shirt off yourself, or I'll take it off for you." My voice was more stern this time. I hadn't meant it to be, but she was a very stubborn bitch. Just like me. The thought made my insides warm, but I couldn't focus on that right now. I watched Rae swallow slowly, gripping the bottom of her shirt. Her gaze stayed on me, and I smiled reassuringly at her, nodding encouragingly at her. It was my turn to swallow slowly, when she began to lift her shirt up her body. She looked so nervous and embarrassed, but all I felt was my heart racing. The only time I had seen Rae without her clothes on, was when she was wearing her swimming costume. I still remember that day. Eventually, Rae threw her shirt onto the floor by her feet, but she folded her arms over her stomach. Rolling my eyes, I stood in front of her, peeling her arms away from her stomach, and to her sides,
"Rae, you're beautiful. Look." Stepping aside, I watched her, as she stared into the mirror at her exposed skin. She looked at me and frowned,
"How am I? I'm fat, Finn! All you can see is fucking flab!" She screamed at me, making me cringe. I felt my fists clench slightly, and I took a deep breath to calm myself. I shook my head at her,
"Stop it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with your body, alright? I love ya, Rae. And I love all of you. That means your body too, y'know. Can you please just believe that I don't think that you're fat? Because I don't think that. I-I think you're perfect just the way you are."
Her eyes welled up with tears, and she shook her head sniffing,
"No. No I'm not."
I walked back over to her, so I was standing in front of her. Tracing my fingertips along her sides, I smiled to myself. I then began to trace them over her stomach, and I looked up at her,
"Beautiful."
Leaning forward, I kissed her lips softly, running my hands down her sides.