This is stupid, it’s stupid. Finn’s not in love with her, he can’t be. They grew up together, they’re just friends and nothing more. Best friends, of course, but nothing more than that.

He can’t be in love with her. What if she doesn’t feel the same? Or worse, what if she does and it doesn’t work out? Either way you look at it, their friendship is over.

It’ll never be the same again. Loving her isn’t worth losing a lifelong best friend over. Who cares if she has pretty eyes? Or a pretty smile? He’s definitely not paying attention to how cute her laugh is.

He’s never been enamored by the sound of her voice. He hasn’t spent countless hours wondering what kissing her would be like. None of these are things he’s experienced.

Oh, who’s he kidding? These are all things he’s experienced. Finn adores this girl and she’s got him wrapped around her little finger. His heart is hers and hers alone.

He’s completely, hopelessly, deeply, utterly in love with her and there’s nothing he can do to change it. When he was younger, he used to dream of their kids growing up and being best friends, just like the two of them.

Now he’s dreaming about them having kids together. He’s dreaming about her walking down the aisle towards him. It’s ridiculous, she’s not even his girlfriend. Yet he can’t stop imagining her as his wife.