Even If.

"You'd love me? Even if it's not you who I choose?" I whispered to him.
"Even if," he swore.


13. Nine point five.

I proceeded to tell him exactly what I had told Jack the night before. As I told him, he stayed quiet and never looked away. He looked into my eyes the whole time, which was comforting, but at the same time, it made it so much harder. I could see in his eyes that telling him about my past made him hurt for me, and it was hard to see that.

After I had finished, he sat silent for a few moments, while he thought carefully of what to say.

"You know Elizabeth, it hurts me so much to know about all you've been through, and I wish you didn't have to feel so alone, but at the same time, if all of this hadn't of happened, then you wouldn't be who you are today. And I happen to like who you are today, so, I'm extremely glad you didn't give up," he said so sincerely that it made my heart hurt.

I smiled back at him and leaned over so I could kiss him over the table.

It was a short and sincere kiss, because we were in public, but it meant the absolute world to me to know that he was there for me.

He broke off and smiled.

"Let's go do something fun," he smiled mischievously. 


"Why did you call us here?" Zoe asked as she walked up to Finn's house with Joe, Alfie, Caspar, and Marcus.

"We have gathered you here today... to help us prank Dan Howell," Finn said professionally. Everyone laughed and got really excited.

"What are we going to do?" Joe questioned.

"That's why we called you," I filled them in.

"I have an idea," Joe said suspiciously, and when he told us, we all grinned and went to get the supplies.


We all stand back and admire our work.

"Did we really just cover every inch of Dan's room with pictures of Nicholas Cage's derp face?" I wondered aloud.

"Yeah," Finn laughed.

I'm not kidding when I say every inch of Dan's room is covered. I mean EVERY INCH. We even intricately wrapped a stapler with a picture of Nicholas Cage.

"Wait! We're not finished yet!" Caspar said and rushed over to Dan's IMac computer. He set the wallpaper of his desktop as Nicholas Cage, he set his twitter icon and banner to be Nicholas Cage, and he changed his facebook banner and profile picture as Nicholas Cage. Last but not least, he taped a small copy of the picture to the bottom of his mouse so you couldn't use it.

"You're evil, Caspar," Marcus laughed.

"I've got another idea!" I exclaimed and grabbed a picture of Nicholas Cage as I walked into Dan's bathroom, and I taped it under the toilet seat lid so he'd have a little.... surprise when he next used it. 

"We should do one in the microwave!" Zoe said and soon everyone was running about his apartment, choosing the funniest places to tape the pictures.

Then, we took the eggs in his fridge, melted some chocolate, and covered them with tinfoil so they looked like plain chocolate. We added a note in the bowl that read: 



We feel sorry for pranking you so hard. Here are some chocolate treats to make you feel better:)


Finn, Beth, Caspar, Marcus, Zoe, and Alfie

We finished it off by seran wrapping his bedroom door, adding temporary pink hair dye into his shampoo, and setting GoPro cameras in all the rooms so we could tape his reaction.

I could not wait to see it.

I pulled out my phone and sent out a tweet to Dan.


@Danisnotonfire you've been caged....;)


"No no no no no no no no no NO!" Finn said once the white ball landed in the pocket. 

"YES!" I exclaimed and fished the ball out of its pocket.

If you ever need someone to help cheer you up, Finn is your guy.

First, we got coffee. Then, we pranked Dan, and now we're playing pool at his house while his parents are out.

I always thought that Jack was the funnier one and Finn was the sweet sensitive one, but while that was true, Finn sure did know how to have fun, and he turned out to be quite the jokester.

"Aww you're winning now!" he whined.

"Cause I'm a boss!" I laughed and set up for my next shot. I aimed, bent over to check it, and hit the white ball hard enough to send a green ball and a yellow ball into a corner pocket.

"What?! How?!" Finn exclaimed.

"You wish you had my skills," I joked while setting up for a different shot. This time I didn't have a good angle, and I felt bad for Finn, so I didn't get a ball in. Finn did a little happy dance and set up to hit his ball. He hit the ball and it was sent in the opposite direction of the ball he was trying to hit.

He pouted as I smirked and set up again for my last ball.

2 hits later, I won the game.

"I let you win that game," he pointed out.

"Oh really Finnegan? I think you're just jealous of my mad pool skills," I grinned and walked closer to him.

"Definitely not," he smiled smugly.

"How about a kiss for the winner?" I flirted.

Where did THAT come from?

"Oh, alright," Finn chuckled and leaned in. 

Our lips were barely touching when we heard a door slam, indicating someone was home.

"Finny? Are you home?" his mother shouted from the hallway next to us.

Finn pulled away and chuckled.

"Yeah, mum, we're right here," Finn said.

"Finny, how many times today have I asked you to put away your laundr- oh! You must be Beth! I've heard so much about you! It's so nice to meet you!" his mum smiled and pulled me in for a hug. I then recalled Finn telling me awhile ago that his mom was a hugger, and it was evident and comforting.

"Good things I hope," I smiled.

"Only good things," she assured me, "you're even lovelier than Finny described, and he described you remarkably well!"

"Mum!" Finn moaned and blushed the same color that I was.

"Thank you, Mrs. Harries," I chuckled.

"Oh, call me Rebecca! I'm going to go hit the hay, but you two have fun! But Finn, for goodness sake, put away your laundry!" she laughed we joined in.

"Sure thing mum," he laughed and gave her a kiss on the cheek before she left the room.

"Your mum is super awesome," I told him after she was gone.

"How do you think I got this awesome?" he remarked with a grin. I rolled my eyes and playfully hit him on the shoulder.

"How about you go put that laundry away, Finnegan," I laughed.

He grabbed a basket of clothes from the laundry room and then we walked up to his room. I jumped on his bed and watched him while he put away his things. We talked about tonight and of the prank on Dan, and then the conversation turned more serious when Finn asked me about what I was doing on Halloween, which happened to be four days away.

"I don't know. I'll probably stay home like I've done every year," I shrugged.

"I remember when I used to go trick or treating with Jack. Those were the days," he smiled and shook his head, obviously thinking about the memories.

"I've never gone trick or treating before," I admitted.

"Wait, what? No way. Never in your life?"


"Oh my gosh! This calls for drastic measures. Get a costume together for Saturday because we are going trick or treating," Finn told me.

"Are you serious?" I asked excitedly.

"Um yeah. We'll get everyone in on it and you can make a video. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

"Cool I'm in," I laughed.

"What are you going to be?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out," I smiled.

"Whatever," he said and jumped on the bed next to me. We just sat across from each other, cross legged, looking at each other, neither of us breaking each other's gaze.

"You know, Finn, you did a fantastic job on distracting me from reality today. I had an incredible time," I truthfully told him.

"I did too. Whenever you need a distraction, or just a fun time, know that I'll always be here for you," he replied solemnly, which made me smile. He could not be any more perfect.

"Do you want to see something really cool?" Finn asked.


"I am so going to fall," I said nervously.

"Oh you will not. Get up here you baby," he laughed and helped me onto the roof from his balcony.

"Come here," he gestured towards him. I laid down next to him and laid my head on his shoulder as we looked at the stars.

"It's beautiful," I muttered. The stars were so clear from up there. There were no trees blocking them and nothing in our way of seeing millions and millions of stars above us.

"It is," Finn agreed.

"Do you come up here a lot?" I asked him in a soft voice.

"Almost every day. This is the place where I can think the best," he admitted.

"Does Jack ever come up here with you?" 

"He's been up here a couple times, but it's more my thing, I think," he answered.

"My mum taught me some constellations, and no matter where I go, every night, I can see them. I think it's good for me to have something that never changes for me," he said, though his mind seemed pre-occupied.

I lifted my head from his shoulders and caught a good glimpse of him in the moonlight. I could see his chest rise and fall slightly with every coming breath. I could see his flawless features, which seemed heightened in this light. His eyes were closed, as if he was taking in the moment. I memorized his features; the way his lips were shaped, the curve of his nose, and I couldn't shake away the thought that he's absolutely stunning.

He must've felt me staring and opened his eyes to find me looking at him and I blushed and looked back up at the stars.

"You're adorable when you're embarrassed, just so you know," he chuckled lightly and I blushed even more. It's a good thing it was dark.

Above us, shooting star raced across the sky. 

"Did you see that?" I asked him and he nodded.

"Make a wish! Hurry!" I said. I scrunched my eyes closed and began to think of my wish.

I wish that I can love either Jack or Finn without losing a friend in the end.

Like THAT'S going to happen.

I opened my eyes to find Finn laughing quietly at me.

"What?" I asked, slightly embarrassed.

"You look cute when you make wishes," he pointed out.

"Ha ha Finnegan, but you were supposed to be making your own wish, not looking at me making my wish," I pointed out.

"But I did make a wish," he said.

"What did you wish for?" I asked curiously.

"Aren't I not allowed to tell you?" he teased.

"You can only tell one person," I told him the rule that I always used.

"I think you know what I wished for," he said softly.

"Tell me anyways," I smiled.

"I wished that you would pick me," he said quietly, while looking straight into my eyes.

His lips lingered dangerously close to mine.

He took the lead of closing the distance between us as his lips crashed against mine. 

The kiss was slow and laced with love. I loved how his hot breath tickled my cheeks and his his long eyelashes would brush against my cheeks. I loved this. 

One hand of mine was keeping me upright on the slanted roof and the other hand was running through his hair, while he had one hand cupping my chin and the other on my back. 

He pulled away and looked into my eyes, and I could tell that something was off.

"Elizabeth, I...." he trailed off nervously.

"What?" I coaxed in a soft voice.

"I..I.. lo- really like you a lot," he stuttered, changing the sentence after he'd already said half of it.

"I like you a lot too. Probably more than I should," I whispered back.



But why was Finny acting so weird after the kiss?...


Sorry this chapter took so long! It wasn't exactly the most exciting one to write or read, but I'm pacing everything and making sure they hang out a lot before... OTHER feelings are addressed.


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