I think i found hell, i think i found something

Finn Harries, 20. Half of a youtube channel and proudly british. ( RP ONLY )

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We should have a photo shoot! It’s okay, I might take it down because I always run into them.

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Of what? Yeah that could cause a few problems.

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You say that like you are incapable of doing anything, all you need is a little practice. It’s pretty cool, I just hung pictures on string and drapped them around my room.

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I'm better at taking the pictures rather than putting them together. But that sounds pretty sick.

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Do you ever just randomly make a huge college of your family? Because I did..

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Well i mean i would if i was even a little bit talented at things like that. But i'm not. How did it turn out?

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ugh im sorry i havent been on, i have a bunch of history homework asdfghjkl; 

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It's okay bby school work has been drowning me slowly too so i get you

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Tell Me A Lie || Finn and Zayn

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Although he tried to contain his anger, it wasn’t doing any good. The past few days he blood began to bubble, he was being ignored and being called names where ever he went and he was about to explode if he didn’t know what happened that night. He couldn’t step out of his room without getting a dirty look from someone and it bothered him because he didn’t know what he had done to make everyone here hate him. In the back of his head he pictured himself yelling at the boy, but he didn’t want to believe that he snapped and he hoped that what he imagined did not happen.

“It’s more of a promise.” He shot back, he knew Finn wanted it sound like a joke, but he didn’t have time to play anymore, he had played Finn’s game this whole week. “I know I did something, everyone hates me and I don’t even know why. You lied to me.” He knew the brit was hiding something from him he could read it on his face. “I really can’t remember anything; “I don’t even know how I got in my bed. I need to know Finn please.” He said sitting down on a chair and letting out a sigh. To be honest Zayn didn’t want to know what happened, because he already had an idea of what had happened, he just wanted to know if it was true.

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Finn could feel the gravity of the situation at hand as though it were a weight he had to burden. Retelling the events that had woven into his memory meant he would no longer be the one to shoulder them, that Zayn would carry them too. Finn didn’t want that, ignorance was bliss and if that bliss could continue for the other boy a few moments longer by keeping his mouth shut, then he would do so. Though Finn could tell by the tight set of the other boys jaw, and the fire in those hazel eyes that it was futile. Finn shouldn’t withhold what wasn’t his own. At the snap of Zayn’s words, Finn knew the finality in the tone meant he was tired of skating around the matter. He didn’t want Zayn mad at him, didn’t want those golden eyes to hold anything but fondness for him. “They don’t hate you.” Finn says with a softness he didn’t know he had within himself. He wasn’t oblivious as to the glances Zayn had been receiving, it had his own blood lit on a low burn. But he knew there was nothing that could be done for it, only with time would that night fade from others memories. He watches through his lashes as the other boy seats himself on a chair, a defeated set in his shoulders bearing a semblance to Finn’s own. He knew now that ignorance is different than being placed in the dark, knowing something was wrong yet not knowing enough. He couldn’t stand seeing the fear in the way this boy held himself, Finn just wished to wrap his arms around him, hold him close enough so space between them was indistinguishable. “Okay, i’ll tell you." Finn says into hushed air. His hands rubbing over his face as he tries to think of a way to begin that cushions the weight of the night. “I brought you home.” He says carefully. “I don’t even think you knew your own name by the time i got you in the building.” He laughs weakly.

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Tell Me A Lie || Finn and Zayn

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The whole bar situation was bugging Zayn, he couldn’t count how many sleepless nights he had trying to remember what happened and now he was about to find out. He wouldn’t leave until Finn had told him exactly what happened, he didn’t care how long it took he wanted to know. The past week he was ignored by him, not matter how hard he tired to get his attention he walked on like zayn was a ghost. He could hear Finn undo the latch one his door, and his heart began to beat quite fast, he couldn’t tell if it was nerves or because he was angry.

Looking at the boy in front of him he could see the nervousness on his face, and him being angry problem didn’t clam them either. Walking inside he ran his hand through his raven hair and he turned to face Finn, “Listen you need to tell me what happened at the bar, I’l stay here all day if I have to.” He said bluntly at the boy, he had asked nicely before but that seemed to not work so he was going to be straight forward with him

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Unsure as to what drove the beautiful boy's anger Finn was at a loss in every sense of the word. Although pieces began to fit together quite quickly when Finn's own actions, or lack thereof, throughout the week surfaced to mind. It wasn't as though Finn was avoiding Zayn, he'd been avoiding the topic mainly. It was still had for him to associate Zayn with that side of him he'd seen that night. At the boys words Finn's brows rose sharply, not expecting such a sudden approach. 

"Is that supposed to sound like a threat?" Finn feigns for humor but it falls clearly flat. Finn's hand goes to the back of his neck nervously before shutting the door closed, sensing already this would be a lengthy conversation, even if he were to remain tight lipped. "Zayn, really you don't need to, it's nothing yeah? I told you." In reality if wasn't nothing, not by far but Finn didn't want Zayn to think lowly of himself, no one could be credited for their actions when drinking. Finn wants to reach out and place his hand on the small of the other boys back, in reassurance, and guidance as he leads them to the couch. Though he's not sure he has the right, nor if it would be in his best interest under the hazel eyed boy's dark mood. Settling on the couch Finn stares down at his hands in his lap, knowing he can't withhold anything those eyes ask of him if he stares into them. 

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Tell Me A Lie || Finn and Zayn

Zayn couldn’t remember what happened at the bar, but ever since that day people have been calling him an asshole and dick. All day his mind tried to remember what occurred at the bar that night but everything was fuzzy, he doesn’t even remember how he managed to get home. He had asked Finn a handful of times what had happened that night, but he merely shrugs it off and changes the subject. In the back of his mind he thinks that he had lashed out on Finn, and he really hoped he didn’t say anything he’d regret to him. After all the blue eyed boy seemed so fragile, that just a drunken slur would hurt him in the long run.

Determined to find out exactly what had happened he slipped on a sweater and put his shoes on and walked out his room. Walking at a remotely fast pace, he found himself at the end of the hall in front of  his door, he knocked gently at first but got impatient and started to knock quiet aggressively. “Finn, open up the door we need to talk like now.” He said pretty loud making the other boy could hear him on the other side. “I know you are in there.” He said in an annoyed tone, looking up at the ceiling and letting out a sigh. 

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Finn was still unsure as to what had unfolded that weekend at the bar, though he doesn't wish to make sense of it. It had been surreal in the worst of ways, though he doesn't blame the other boy for it in the slightest. The past week Finn had been pushing the memories of that night away, to the best of his abilities at least, though with Zayn's occasional prodding for information it was hard. Finn wished to avoid the subject at all costs, if only to shelter the other boy from himself. As of now it seemed to be a successful tactic, the night figuratively forgotten for the both of them. 

Finn sits on his bed quietly, highlighter in hand as he takes notes for some coursework he'd been falling behind in the past few days. A light knock at the front door has his attention pulled from the text book settled before him, and before he even has time to stand the gentle tap against the wood has turned into a pounded sound. Finn ambles towards the source at a quicker pace and as he deciphers Zayn's voice above it a sense of worry claws at the lining of his stomach. The green eyed boy undoes the latch of the door before pulling it open, revealing the other boy behind it. The crease in Zayn's expression causes Finn's worry to bloom from it's formerly budded state. "Hey..." Finn drifts off, stepping aside after a beat of silence to let the Bradford boy inside. Finn's teeth press down on the swell of his bottom lip with a sudden anxiousness as Zayn steps through the threshold. 

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Good luck, it’s a handful. I know, the only things I ever need in my life food,tumblr and zinn.

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Graphics and character bios make me want to light my skin on fire, and bathe in gassoline. The holy trinity right there, main things you need in life. 

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Are you starting an rp or something? I love food as much as I love Zinn.

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Trying to, kind of. Thats a lot of love an i understand it completely.

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I hate photo shop it so ugh. My dad just brought me food so I’m happy. Haha.

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Im trying to make character graphics and ufhhh id rather have forks in my eye sockets. God bless food and the way it keeps us alive and everything.

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Soo how are you?

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Im goood trying to figure out the cruel struggle that is photoshop, ignoring school work, the usual. How about you?

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Okay, I’ll start this one.

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Alrighty 

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Uh um yeah sure I guess I don’t know.

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Idk whatever you want to do is fine beb

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Merp yes, asdfghjkl;

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Okay okay now that we're both here we should do this bc yes. How should it start? Like Zayn comes over to Finn's unexpectedly demanding what happened that night and then it'll reveal everything and Zayns past and yes. 

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