Finn's pov

"Would you ever kiss me?" She asks still with her fingertips tracing down my neck.
Honestly- I'd kill to have a kiss with you.
"I think your asking dumb questions because your drunk." I whisper.
"Not true at all." She says, now her fingertips are in the center of my chest.
"Ask me again while your sober okay?" I ask about to pull away but she used her other hand to grab the back of my neck.
"Answer me Wolfhard." Y/n says with her face closer to mine now.
"Not here Doll." I say grabbing both her hands and taking them off me. Then closing the door.
Once I got around the other side, I sat down then looked over to her- she's passed out asleep. I sighed, even asleep she looks stunning. As I drove I suddenly felt her hand touch my thigh- when I looked at her she was half awake.
"Pull over." She says softly.
"What?" I ask confused.
"Pull over right now!" She says popping up and hyperventilating.
Without hesitation I pulled over immediately off the freeway onto the edge, then she instantly got off and started throwing up.

I ran out and went to the other side, I held her hair back away from her face.
"Get away! You do not need to see this." Y/n sighs moving away from me.
"Let me help." I say getting closer.
Then she started to vomit again-
She let me hold her hair back again.
When she was done I leaned on the car,
"Come on doll let's get you home." I say opening the door for her.
"God no, I'm going to get car sick again." She says sitting down by the edge.
"Well then-" I sigh sitting next to her.
She just put her head down on her knees.
"How will you get home then?" I ask.
"When I'm sober." She groans.
I nudged her with my arm-
Y/n looked up at me.
"If you feel sick again, I'll pull over for you." I say.
She kinda smiled,
"Fine- but drive slower." Y/n sighs.
So we got back in the car and made it home.
When we got to the house she fell asleep again, so I did what I could and carried her to bed. My bed again, it'll be more comfortable for her. Then I went back to her bed to sleep, I know she'll be mad at me in the morning like always. But I don't care, I did it for her own good.

Y/n pov

The next morning..

I woke up to the smell of Finn's sent, fucken shit you've got to be kidding me. I'm in his bed again aren't I? When I opened my eyes I saw his room- shit. Not this again. Before I got up I felt this sharp headache, a horrible scratchy throat, my eyes felt so heavy, and of course I'm feeling nauseous. When I got the courage to get up and take an Advil downstairs- I sat down with my head down. Finn walked into the kitchen.
"Morning Doll." He smirks getting a glass of water.
When I looked up at him I saw he's wearing a business casual outfit- my whole bed head look suddenly I felt so embarrassed to be looking this awful next to him.
"God don't tell me-" I sigh covering my face with my hand.
"You were so drunk last night." Finn chuckles.
"Ughh- I'm never drinking again." I groan.
"That's what they all say." He says coming closer.
"Well looks like you got a busy day ahead of yourself." I sigh taking another Advil.
"I do actually, a very important meeting with my manager and colleagues." Finn says.
"Good luck, I might as well start cleaning." I sigh standing up.
"Woah woah, hold on doll- you don't look too good." He says making me sit back down.
"Jeez thanks." I roll my eyes.
"No you look sick, hold on." Finn says walking away and opening a cabinet.

Then I saw he had a thermometer,
"Oh no Wolfhard, I'm not letting you put that thing in my mouth." I say seriously.
"Don't be silly, come on." He says holding it towards my mouth.
"I don't know where that shits been!" I sigh pushing it away.
"Trust me, my uncle never gets sick I don't know why he has one." He sighs.
"I'm not sick, just hungover." I say.
"Come on, it'll be quick." Finn says holding it up again.
I took a deep sigh, I do feel pretty shitty.
So I put it under my tongue and we sat there waiting-
"It's going to be normal." I say.
"Shh no talking." He chuckles.
"This is a waste of time-" I mumble.
"And no mumbling." He smirks.
I shut up and the thermometer beeped.
He looked at the temperature and didn't look surprised-
"102 degrees." Finn says.
"Shit." I sigh.
"So no cleaning for you, go back to my bed it's more comfortable anyways." He says.

"I'll go to my own bedroom thank you very much." I sigh.
"Whatever, I'll bring you food when I come back home- now get some rest." Finn says walking away out the kitchen.
Then I heard the door open and close-
Who does he think I am sleeping in his bed while I'm completely sober- but as I walked up the stairs I felt my mouth get more watery. Shit vomit! I ran to the bathroom and threw up. I felt chills down my spine and was still sweating at the same time. Last time I was sick I had to recover on my own, since my mom wasn't there. But I went to my bed and watched YouTube videos to keep myself entertained- that's when I tried to fall asleep but couldn't. Ugh why is sleeping so hard when your trying to knock out! So I sighed, got up and walked to Finn's room. His bed is way more comfy, I'll sneak back to my bed before he comes back home. It'll be a quick nap only. So I hoped in his bed and passed out instantly to the sent of his skin.

Finn's pov

The meeting..

"A world tour would be amazing." I say.
"The offer for this tour is still on the table Finn, but we need you to make a new album- something different and unique. That will change your music career- either way this tour will happen, but I'm expecting new and fresh songs for this tour so fans can experience hearing the songs for the first time at the Finn Wolfhard world tour!" My manager says.
That's a lot of pressure-
Something different, unique, new, fresh, so my fans could see me differently. I could use this opportunity to change the way my fans see me, but I know deep down I'll need the help from a girl I live with.
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Went on a date yesterday, it was pretty fun :)