Chop called us out of the cupboard, and we decided to sit and chat instead of playing games.
"I still don't believe you, y'know"
"I still don't care if you don't believe me" he grins at me.
"So what now?" He ponders this for a minute and he takes my hand and leads me upstairs.
See, if this was just any guy I'd assume he was about to jump my bones, but this was Finn, gentlemanly Finn.
Instead we just laid on the floor of his room, listening to The Smiths on his record player, ignoring the bass of the music downstairs.
There's a loud noise downstairs that sounded like something breaking, Finn tensed up and gritted his teeth.
"I'll be back in a minute" he groaned and got up off the floor and ran downstairs, it was silent for a second until he shouted loud enough for people on the moon to hear.
"OI!"
"Whoever breaks anything, will have to deal with me. If you can't fucking control yourselves get out of the house!" His voice was lower now, I think the calmness of his voice scared most of the people because I heard the door opening and closing.
He returned moments later, drink in hand.
"Problem solved?" He looks at me and nods with a little smile on his face.
"We're not really party people, me and you, are we?" He poured us a drink.
"No, we're not like Chloe, Izzy and Chop. We act like old people sat in the bedroom entertaining ourselves while the kids have fun" I giggle and he offers me a glass.
"On it tonight girl" he says cheers and downs his drink.
"Now Finley, remember what happened last time you got too drunk"
"Remember who was forcing me to drink?" He nudged my shoulder.
We sat in silence for a little while, letting the soothing sounds of the Smiths wash over us.
Then something occurred to me.
"Finn"
"Yeah?"
"Why didn't you get another girlfriend? I mean, its been a while, and the girls from college, they all want you" I run my finger around the top of my glass and peek up through my eyelashes at him.
"You're really asking that?" I nod and he rubs his hand against his face.
He downs another drink and faces me, holding one of my hands in his.
"Because Rae, none of them are you"
"But-"
"But nothing, that's it. I don't want them because they're not you" I shake my head at him.
"World couldn't handle another me" I smile and he tightens his grip on my hand.
And just then, the boy that was no good with words, chose actions instead. He lifted my hand to his face and kissed along my knuckles, and I suddenly remembered exactly what I was missing. His kisses tingled on my skin and made me feel so alive.
I sighed deeply and he must have taken it the wrong way because he stopped and let go of my hand.
I wasn't ready for him to shut me out again so I quickly leant forward and gave him a peck on the lips.
Whatever confirmation he needed, he got it. He then leaned forward, and pulled me to him, and kissed my cheeks, my forehead and then my lips.
His mouth tasted like cigarettes and alcohol and it feels like electric is surging through us, I had missed this so much. Nothing else mattered when we kissed, nothing existed except us.
He pulls away for a second to look me in the eyes, and I take the opportunity.
"I'm really sorry, I missed you so much" he half-smiled and pulled me up into a hug.
"I missed you too, more than you'll ever understand. Sorry I was a dickhead, I shouldn't have given you Bowie back, shouldn't have said what I did" I shook my head at him, he shouldn't feel bad.
He pulls me onto his bed with him, we lay next to each other in silence, his hand on top of mine, his legs over mine. Just like the day before the rave, in the field.
The rave.
"Finn" he turns his head slightly.
"Chloe told me you two kissed" he frowns a little and sighs.
"It wasn't my plan. I came to find you and saw you an Archie kissing, and I got angry and let her kiss me" his words came out in a rush, he came to find me? I pushed him towards Chloe by kissing Archie.
"That kiss between me and Archie, it meant nothing. I swear. He was saying he wanted us to stay friends at college and stuff and we kissed, it was just a friendly kiss, I promise" I'm clutching his hand now with both of mine, and he's smiling.
"Wish I knew that back then" he plants a kiss on my shoulder.
The noise has completely gone downstairs, and the air was starting to get cold, I shivered slightly and Finn got up quickly.
He went in his wardrobe and got out a big hoody, and passed it to me, I stood up to put it on.
When my head appeared out the top I can see Finn has gotten in bed, waiting for me.
"Don't worry, I just want to cuddle you" he pulls me down next to him and lifts the covers over us, I snuggle up to him and smile at the warmth.
We lay with his chest against my back, our legs tangled, he's using one arm as a pillow and the other to wrap around my waist.
We spend the night talking about music, college, the time I was gone, hospital, and I almost told him about Tix. Almost.
And that's how we fell asleep. Though I woke up on my back, Finns head on my shoulder, his arm still around my waist. I slowly move my arm and ruffle his hair.
It's almost 12.
"Wakey wakey" he groans and opens one eye, and tightens his arm around me.
"Can't we just stay here?" He nuzzles his head more.
"If you want to explain to my mum why I'm late" he moved quickly then, he grabs some clothes and runs to the bathroom, within minutes he's back and I'm still getting out of bed.
"Come on then, don't wanna be late" he smiles and I pull my hood up and follow him down to his bike.
The ride is too short. As we pull outside my house I start to take the hoody off to give it back to him when he stops me.
"Keep it, looks good on you"he smiles and gives me a hug.
"See you soon?" I nod and walk to my door with a frown.
Mums already making dinner, the smell of it makes my stomach churn, Sausage casserole didn't sound good right now.
I went upstairs to my room, and sat on my bed with my fists wrapped in the hoody. Finns scent was on it, and it was magnificent. How does someone smell so good?
I went to take my bag off my back when I realised it wasn't there.
Bollocks.
I sigh, rubbing my face. At least my diary wasn't in it this time.
Mum calls me down to dinner and her and Karim are sat with shit-eating grins on their faces.
"Rae, we've been planning for a while..." She starts.
"Oh god, you're not pregnant are you?" They both laugh at me, but it could have been true, you never know with my mum.
"We're going on a honeymoon!" She claps her hands and I sit staring blankly at her with an eyebrow raised.
"You're leaving me here on my own?"
"You've got friends, I'm sure Chloe would love to stay for a while"
"How long?" I poke the sausages on my plate with the fork, making a mental note of not to tell anyone I have an empty house. No sexy parties.
"Two weeks, we're going to Greece!" My mum, is trusting me to survive 2 weeks without her. I could burn the house down! I can't cook!
"You'll be fine, I'll leave you some money, Mrs Dewhurst is always around if you need her" I scoff, I'd rather see Kester than Mrs Dewhurst.
"Fine. When do you go?" They exchange a look and I know it's soon.
"That's the thing, the flight is at one in the morning"
"Tonight? You're going tonight?!" She nods and babbles on about taking pictures for me and stuff.
All that I can focus on is the fact I'm going to be completely alone for 2 weeks, starting tonight.
