ˏˋ°•* 𖤐 ❝ YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL ❞
❪ is that what the voice says inside of your head? ❫

YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL

BILLIE BOSSA NOVA - BILLIE EILISH

──── CHAPTER IV

Finn stood in the doorway, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed as he watched her writing on paper in her trailer, looking at her sideways, admiring her from afar.

Even if he the two didn't like each other, he couldn't deny the way she took his breath away with her natural beauty.

She kept her nose in her notebook, writing a little bit then strumming her guitar slightly, singing a melody for what she wrote.

"Sounds good." Finn finally decided to let his presence be known.

"God! You scared me!" She looked over at him with a red face and a racing heart, watching him laugh. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm not God." He shrugged, sitting next to her on the couch and put his arm behind her on it. "If I was, I would've finally taken you out- I mean...up."

"Shut up!" She playfully pushed him, resulting in a push back. "Why'd you come here?"

"You watch my movies?"

"Oh, this is what you're on about? Still?" She could tell he was smirking as she wrote on her paper, looking up at him with an eye roll. "What did I tell you about flattering yourself?"

"Oh, I'm not. I'm just observing the fact that you're secretly obsessed with me." He smirked, nudging her shoulder slightly as she rolled her eyes once more.

"you wish." She finally took it upon herself to look him in the eye for the first time since he walked in.

She could notice the grin on his lips. It was proud, it was sarcastic, it was happy. He actually looked like he didn't loath her for once.

"Am I wrong?" He stood up, walking around her trailer and admired her decorated wall which just had a giant picture frame on it of pictures of her with the cast, but he couldn't help but smile at the picture of him hugging her directly in the middle of it with a red heart drawn above the two.

"Couldn't be more wrong." She shrugged, resuming her guitar playing as she wrote down another line, quickly crossing it out.

"So, which movie was your favorite?" He changed the topic, looking at the girl who was humming to herself.

Something he always admired was the way she looked when she was writing. Her focused face, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she read over the lyrics, finally deciding which ones she didn't like and aggressively crossed them out, gently writing new ones over it.

"The Turning." She simply responded, putting her pen down on top of her notebook. "I also personally would have to pick Miles as a favorite character."

"So, you are obsessed with me." He slowly walked back over to her, keeping his distance between her and himself by using the table.

"In your dreams, maybe." She smirked at the boy who chuckled, turning around and looking out the window to avoid eye contact.

"You don't have to play hard to get." Ryker could see the usual arrogance Finn carried himself with.

"You'd like me to be, wouldn't you?" If he wanted to be arrogant, she could be too.

"I don't need to respond to that when I know the feeling." His cocky tone and smirk was just enough to annoy her out of her joking state.

"Oh, you just don't give up." She put her guitar down, standing up to meet his height. She was 5'8, 2 inches shorter than Finn, so he wasn't all that intimidating, nor intimidated.

Finn furrowed his eyebrows at her condescendingly, making her angrier by the second. "What's there to give up?"

"You know how irritating you are, right?" She walked around the table, starting to clean things up as he watched her pace the trailer, cleaning.

"Looks like I'm doing my job, then." He smirked, watching her set her guitar on it's stand just a little bit away from the door.

"So you're employed to be an asshole?" She chuckled, something told Finn she was stressed out.

"That's why they pay me double." He smirked, turning towards the girl who was too busy cleaning to look back at him. "Check one for being Mike Wheeler, check two for annoying you."

"You can't see, but I'm rolling my eyes right now." She said, turning around to finally face him and look around the trailer to see what else she could clean.

"I can feel it." Finn laughed, looking at her eyes that had an unreadable expression.

"Glad my eye rolling taunts you." She sarcastically smirked back at the laughing boy who stepped closer to her.

"You really think I care enough for you to taunt me?"

"Well, if you're being paid to annoy me I think you care just a little bit." She pinched her fingers together, watching him run a hand through his hair with a smile on his face.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." He responded. His playful side had finally replaced his cocky side, making the girl smile.

"I actually sleep peacefully at night knowing you have to convince yourself I'm obsessed with you." His smile had dropped and he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue, scoffing.

"Oh, right! You're not obsessed with me; you are in love with me." He corrected himself, watching her jaw drop as he stepped closer to her, so close they feel each other's breath. "Which is fine, I mean I can't blame you."

"That's an intense accusation." She kept her smile on her face, looking up at Finn who was dangerously close. "That I don't think I'll take lightly."

"Hmm...it's not an accusation." He leaned closer to her. "But you know-"

Finn was quickly cut off by a knock on the door, watching it open and he quickly stepped away from Ryker who cleared her throat, watching Finn's girlfriend walk through the door.

Miss Haley Georgia. She was quite the opposite of a peach. She was way more sour. A plain bitch in plain sight. She also happened to hate Ryker's guts. Like boyfriend like girlfriend. Though, Haley was more jealous of Ryker if anything. How close she was to the guy she proclaimed as her enemy had thrown Haley off a little bit.

"Hey. Thought I'd find you here." Haley looked at Finn. "I was, uh, told to find you. They need you both on set."

"Oh, thanks, Hales." He smiled, grabbing Haley's hand as the three of them walked out of the trailer, Haley and Ryker sending each other glances from time to time as they made their way on set.

Ryker didn't know what was happening with her mind. Why did that short amount of time with Finn make her feel weird. Her heart race, like it did when she first met him?

JAY SPEAKS!
got bored decided to double update
finn wolfhard is sooooooooooooooo fineeeeee
he is actually my boyfriend :)))