Your POV

"Feeling better?" I asked after kissing him.

"Much," Finn says, your kisses trailing down his neck.

"Keep it PG you two!" Wyatt calls from across the room. You just laugh, Finn doesn't do anything other than try to smile.

You finally couldn't hold it in for any longer, "what is wrong with you tonight?" the words flowed from your mouth, like word vomit. A small explosion in your manners.

His eyes were anywhere but looking into yours, "nothing," he manages to say.

You stand up from sitting on his lap, your movements seeming more aggressive than you meant to. Jack is sitting across from Finn, almost following his every move, not speaking anymore.

"Not you as well?" Your voice hushed.

"Let's go get something to drink n/n," Jack stood up and gestured for you to follow him. You forced yourself to go with Jack. Looking back at Finn with sad eyes and barely a smile, his head was in his hands.

"I just feel like you guys aren't telling me something." The two of you walked through to the kitchen.

Jack shook his head, "Finn isn't telling you something, and as of now it isn't my place to say anything. But he will tell you."

"Just tell me, please?"

He shook his head, sitting on the the kitchen bench, "I can't."

You huffed in frustration, placing your hand on your cheek.

"I know you won't stop thinking about this. Go have fun, you'll know soon enough."

"I can't just not think about this Jack. I guessed something was wrong, and to my surprise I was right. Now you're telling me I'm not allowed to be worried?"

"No, you can't be worried about this right now."

"Well then, I'm going to go have some fucking fun!"

Jack grabbed your hand and brought you into a loving hug, your head in the crook of his neck.

"Better?"

"A bit." Your voice was squeaky.

"Go have fun, they all leave soon," the hand he had interlocked with yours slipped away as he ushered you to go and his pearly white smile beamed, you managed to give him a weak smile as you went back into the lounge room.

Millie saw you in the corner of her eye, her face lit up with excitement.

"Y/n! I just wanted to tell you I love you so much," she embraced you in a hug.

"Forever?" You ask needed some kind of reassurance.

"Forever." She hugged your tighter.

Soon an hour went by, talking to Millie, Sadie and Wyatt, when Jack comes over and joins the conversation.

"My favourite scene to film was definitely the blood scene at the end," Wyatt finishes.

"Hey guys what are you talking about?" Jack asks.

You look at him and smirk, "talking about the adventures of I Am Not Okay With This," you voice bubbly.

Jack nods, "I think it's better then Stranger Things."

"Hey!" Millie jokes.

"I'm kidding, they're equal, promise!" You all laugh a little.

Jack eyes meet yours, your smile weakened. The suspense was eating you up inside, it was a situation were you had no idea what was happening around you when it was right in front of you. Something lingering just out of reach. It was like everyone knew but you. In that moment it felt as though all eyes were placed on you. A cold gaze from every direction.

Your heart synchronised with the pace of music, quick beats, one, two, one, two, over and over. Your hand let you to grab Millies hand and squeeze it tight.

You whisper in her ear, "I'm just going to take a step outside."

She only responded with a quick nod, and squeezed your hand. You exhaled deeply, letting each step take you closer to the front door, gladly escaping the shrinking room.

Fresh air fills your lungs, as you deeply inhale. Taking a few more steps, you let your hair down, gently pulling out the hair tie. The grass is nicely green and short outside the whole front yard of your house, shaded by a large oak tree under the setting sun. You sit underneath it, leaning up against the rough bark. You hear the door open and close, followed by footsteps.

"Wyatt," you were surprised by the familiar face when you looked up.

He sat down next to you, "just come to see how you are, looked like you were gonna be sick in there."

"Thought I was," trying to change the topic you said, "so how is everything between Sadie and you?"

He sighed, "well, to keep it short, we have decided to stay as friends. However I came out here for you not to go on about my love life, now what's wrong. And don't try to avoid the question."

You flung your arms around Wyatt, letting tears escape from your eyes. "Finn, Jack and Sophia are all keeping something from me, and I know it's bad because Jack had this look on his face and I just know nothing good will come out of it."

He hugged you back.

"Also, I just wanted to have a night where I could love some of my friends before they leave again, and those three ruined that," at this point you were uncontrollably sobbing.

Wyatt was comforting, keeping a solid hug over you as the tears fell.

"And on another note, I still worry in the back of my mind about Millie, and if she is okay. Her whole incident was brushed off so quickly, by the media and me. I was too selfish to ask her about her own problems, instead I whined about my own like I am now."

Wyatt let go of you, pushing hair behind your ears and tilting your chin upward, "you are an amazing friend, you are learning. Millie loves you, we all do. And I will be with you, Millie will be with you, Sadie, Noah, Jack and Finn will be with you no matter what."

As he finished talking, the door opened once more. Jack. Hands in his pockets, walking up to you two slowly.

"Who let the pretty girl cry?" He said, probably not realising how douchey it sounded.

"You did," you retort.

Jack comes and sits on the other side of you, hugging you, "I'm sorry."

"Can you please just tell me?"

Jack looked over to Wyatt, and with that Wyatt Jack me a friendly kiss on the head and walked back inside, music pouring out of the room as the door opened.

"I will tell you, only because he didn't and I love you more then anything," he cupped your cheek, "except my mom."

The two of you laughed a little, breaking the seriousness for a beautiful moment, however the emotion came back into the situation quicker then wanted.

"You ready?"

"Tell me everything."

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