Yeah, so this came to while I was listening to "Like We Used To" by A Rocket to The Moon. It stars Jesse , mostly. I decided last minute to change it into a multi-chapter story because, it pained me to know that I wouldn't know how Jesse would go on.

So stay tuned.

He had never truly noticed all the things they shared, all the things that were so them. He lay there awake at 3 in the morning thinking of all the times he had held her as she fell asleep in his arms, as he had fought sleep to watch her eyes flutter closed and listen to her breath as she fell deeper into sleep. He remembered the first morning that he had awoken with her at his side, it was a feeling he would never be able to describe. It was a beautiful morning, the most beautiful he had ever had until then. Now, he wakes up alone and cold, she ruined him for any other girl. No other girl would ever seem as inviting, seem as warm or seem as beautiful.

He remembers the days when they would sing until their was no breath left within them. He realizes now that he never cherished those moments as much as he should have. They always rang in perfect harmony and no note ever faltered when they sang their duets. He remembers the one day where they had sat at the piano and written a song together, it was the most meaningful moment in his life. He had never shared his talent of music authorship with anyone else and he remembered the smile that graced her face as he had pulled out the sheet music to show her his original pieces.

As pathetic as it might be, he usually stays home on weekends to watch the movies they used to watch together. He specifically went out and bought all her favorites, he sits there and remembers the exact moments she had and will always love. He smiles at the memories no matter how sad they may seem to him now. As he sits there, he sometimes notices that he should move on, that maybe it's time that he forget about her, but he knows that there will never be anyone like her ever again in his life.

He knows that forgetting her is plausible, but frankly to him it's impossible. It's now 8 in morning as he lays there and thinks to himself that it should be him that she's with, it should be me instead of him, he thinks to himself. He hasn't gotten sleep in the past couple of days because, he walked into the store and their song had begun playing over the loud speaker. He had wanted to run from the memories that had like a tidal wave, engulfed his mind. he endured the torture that they caused because, it was better than forgetting. His heart broke and like a mad man he had stood there as the tears flowed.

He wakes up every morning and just hopes that she's happy because, if Finn doesn't love Rachel like he loved her then, he has no idea what could hurt more, losing her to some idiot or knowing that she still won't know true happiness. He envisions her dressed in white, ready to get married in just a couple of hours and it fucking kills him inside because, dammit, it should definitely be him waiting on the other end of the aisle not that idiot.

"Rachel, please," he begs. "Please." He falls to his knees in the middle of the aisle because, fuck, how could he not, they said speak now.

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