Summary: You and Finn get into a fight, and you end up leaving. He shows up at your parents’ house and waits outside all night to prove that he will do anything to win your heart back. Fluff at the end!
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You sat in your car in a grocery store parking lot at 10:43 PM. It was cold, and rain was pouring down while lightning lit up the night sky. An empty parking lot wasn’t your first choice of where to be on a cold stormy night like this, but you didn’t have anywhere else to go. You lived with Finn…or you did until the fight the two of you just had. You didn’t have anywhere to go.
You reached up and wiped the tears from your cheeks with the sleeve of your shirt as you reached over and picked up your almost dead cell phone from the shotgun seat.
You dialed the only person you could think to call in the middle of the night when you needed something, your mom.
“Hello?” She said. Her voice was sleepy, and you felt bad for waking her up with your call.
“M-mom,“ you mumbled as you tried to stop the tears that continued to fall.
“Y/n? Is everything okay? What’s wrong?” She asked.
“Mom…can I, can I come stay at home tonight?” You asked.
“Of course, honey. Is everything okay?” She asked.
“N-no.” You said.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Do I need to call Finn-?
“No!” You said as you cut her off before she could finish her sentence. “We…we had a fight, and I left.”
“It’s going to be fine, sweetie. Come home. I’ll turn the light on for you, okay?”
“Thank mom.” You said.
“I’m always here for you, baby. I’ll see you soon.” She said.
You drove across town and pulled into the familiar driveway of your childhood hope. Your mom was standing on the porch under the light in her night robe waiting for you. She hurried over to your car and pulled you into her arms as soon as you were out of the car.
“It’s going to be okay, sweetie.” She said as she held you tight.
“Thanks for letting me stay here tonight.” You said.
“You don’t have to thank me, this is what moms do.” She said.
“I promise I’ll leave in the morning-“
“You can stay as long as you need to. There’s no rush for you to leave.” She said.
She kept her arm around you as she led you into the house and up the stairs to your old room.
You immediately crawled under the covers and sighed at how warm they were.
“Do you need anything before I go to sleep?” She asked.
“No. I just want to try to sleep. I’m exhausted.” You said.
“Okay. I’m just down the hall if you need anything.” She said.
“Okay. Thanks again for letting me stay here tonight, mom.” You said.
“Sweetheart this will always be your home. You can come here anytime.” She said.
You tossed and turned all night as you tried to find a comfortable position. The storm continued to rage on outside your window, and all you wanted was to have Finn’s arms around you to keep you safe and warm. But instead of his arms wrapping around you his words from earlier replayed over and over in your head. “Just get out!” He had yelled as he pointed towards the door when he reached his breaking point.
He was frustrated. He felt great, and his shoulder had recovered amazingly. He felt like he was back at 100%. Despite being able to do all the exercises the doctors gave him, he had yet to be released to in-ring competition by WWE doctors. He became more frustrated with every day that passed which left him very short tempered with you. That led to an argument over the trash.
The trash. Who was going to take out the trash was literally the thing that ended your relationship.
You knew it was more than that. You knew it was how distant Finn had been with you for weeks. You knew it was that he barely touched you anymore. He didn’t kiss you when he left for rehab or when he came home. You didn’t have movie nights on the couch anymore. Most nights you were upstairs in bed on your laptop or phone or reading a book while Finn stayed downstairs watching wrestling or playing video games. Half of the time he didn’t even bother coming to bed, he would just pass out on the couch.
You finally fell asleep somewhere between three and four only to wake up at five and not be able to get back to sleep.
You sat up on the edge of the bed and stretched before deciding to go downstairs and watch some TV to try and take your mind off Finn.
You paused on the last step when you saw your parents looking through the glass of the front door at something outside.
“What are you looking at?” You asked.
They both turned around with shocked expressions on their faces.
“Sweetie, you’re awake.” Your mom said.
“Yeah, I couldn’t really sleep.” You said.
“Tell her.” Your dad said as he looked at your mom.
“Tell me what?” You asked.
“Maybe we shouldn’t tell her. She’s upset-“
“Tell me what mom?” You asked.
“Finn’s outside.” Your dad said.
“What? He’s outside? At five o’clock in the morning?” You asked.
“He’s been out there since just after you fell asleep. He won’t leave. Your mom has tried to talk to him. I tried to talk to him. He won’t go. Not until he talks to you.” Your dad said.
“He’s going to get himself sick.” You said.
“We told him that. He doesn’t care. Kid’s a wreck. I’ve never seen him like this.” Your dad said.
“Sweetie, I know you’re hurt, but maybe you should go talk to him. He was mad. You both were. People say things they don’t mean when they are mad.” Your mom said. “Finn still loves you.”
“I don’t think he does, mom. The way he sounded when he told me to get out…he’s never talked to me like that.”
“Honey, he’s been outside in the pouring rain and cold for five hours. He loves you. He wouldn’t still be out there if he didn’t.” Your mom said.
You stepped in between your parents to look through the glass. Sure enough there he was. Soaking wet with his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees sitting on the front step of your parents’ house. No coat. No umbrella. His clothes were completely soaked and sticking to him. The sight broke your heart more than the fight last night had.
“I know you’re upset, but he’s been out there all night. Will you please go talk to him? Poor boy is going to catch pneumonia.” Your dad said.
You sighed but nodded. You reached for the door handle and wrapped your hand around it and paused for a moment. You didn’t know what you were going to say. What could you say to him? Your relationship was too far broken to be fixed. There was no point in saving it.
You slowly opened the front door, and Finn’s head immediately snapped out of his hands. He turned to see who had opened the door. He stood up when he saw that it was you.
“Y/n-“ he began.
“Go home, Finn.” You said. “You’re scaring my parents.”
“I’m not leavin’.” He said.
“I’m not coming back, Finn. I can’t come back.”
“I’m not leavin’ til you do, love.”
“Finn, you wanted me to leave. You were the one that told me to get out.” You said.
“And I regret it. I was mad. I didn’t mean it. I love ya, Y/n. Yer all I want. I want ya ta come home.” He said.
“Finn, I can’t just pretend like you didn’t say what you said.” You said.
“I’m not askin’ you to. I just want a chance. You don’t have ta forgive me right now. Just please come home and give me a chance to show ya that I’m sorry.” He said.
“Finn, I don’t know…”
“I’m begging ya.” He said.
He didn’t let you finish your sentence. Hee reached out and grabbed your wrists and pulled you into his chest. He cupped your face in his hands and looked into your eyes.
“Please, Y/n. Just give me a chance.” He begged. “You’re all I got. I don’t have wrestling, I need ya. I need ya more than I need to get back into that ring. I need ya more than I need hearin’ the roar of the crowd. I need ya like I need air. I’ve been a wreck since ya left and nothin’ makes sense. My chest hurts. My eyes hurt. All I know is I love ya, and I want ya back.”
You felt tears mixed with rain drops slide down your cheeks at his words.
“Please, just give me a chance, love.” He pleaded.
You hesitated but finally gave in and nodded. The heart wanted what it wanted. As hurt as you were about the argument, you loved Finn more than anything on the planet, and you would do whatever it took to make your relationship work.
Finn’s lips curved into a smile before he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you stood there in the pouring rain kissing the love of your life.
Finn pulled away and smiled before he leaned in and kissed you again. He then started to pepper kisses all over your face.
“I’m so sorry, love.” He said.
“It’s okay Finn.” You said.
“C’mon let’s get ya inside, love. You’re soaked.” He said.