A/N: In my mind, Rachel has money. It's just how my mind works. Just warning you so you don't comment on it. Thanks!

Huh... I never realized how beautiful she really is. Finn thought as he stared at Rachel during Friday's afterschool Glee meeting. He was desperate, he wanted her so bad, over-confidence, animal sweaters, and all.

Under the pressure of Finn's stare, Rachel turned her head towards him. She gave him a sweet, half-smile. Finn smiled back nervously.

"Finn... Finn? Hey buddy, you in there?" Finn jerked his head around.

"Uhhhh... yeah, Mr. Schue. What?" Will stared at him curiously for a moment.

"Ummmm... do you have anything for us?" Finn looked at him and finally, he nodded. He left his seat and whispered in the bands' ears. He took his place in front of the group and the band started playing. He started singing, every once in awhile glancing at Rachel through the first verse. He was singing her favorite song, "Smile"by Uncle Kracker.

You're better than the best, I'm lucky just to linger in your life... cooler than the flipside of my pillow, that's right. Completely unaware, nothing can compare to where you send me, lets me know that it's okay... yeah, it's okay. And the moments where my good times start to fade...

Finn finally built up the courage to stop just glancing at Rachel and to actually look at her as he started singing the chorus of the song. Rachel's smile grew slowly and Finn pulled her up gently. She sang the chorus with him.

You make me smile like the sun, fall out of bed, dizzy in my head, spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday night... Finn picked Rachel's petite body up gently and spun her through the air. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breathe, shine like gold, buzz like a bee... just the thought of you can drive me wild... oh, you make me smile.

Rachel and Finn alternated through the rest of the verses while everyone, even Mr. Schue, held their breath in intense anticipation. Rachel and Finn's faces were close enough that their noses were about to touch.

Mercedes was tapping her foot impatiently and Kurt hit her arm lightly to make her stop. She threw up her arms silently and yelled, "Come on! We don't have all day! Kiss!" Everybody turned their head towards Mercedes.

"What?" She asked, but nobody answered, because they were all watching Finn and Rachel, whose lips were locked tightly together. Everyone's mouths turned up into a smile and they started clapping, a wolf whistle erupting from Puck.

Finn wrapped his arms around Rachel tightly and they grinned. Mr. Schue stood, smiling, and took back his place in front of the group.

"That's it for today, guys! Go home, I'll see you Monday." He said and there was a rumbling of chairs scraping across the ground as everyone stood to leave. On his way out of the door, Kurt caught up to Finn and Rachel.

"Rachel! Why don't you come over to our house tonight for dinner?" He said in his soprano voice. Finn flinched... he still didn't really like the whole our thing, but after Burt let him back in after his episode with Kurt, he couldn't complain. Rachel nodded.

"That would be wonderful, Kurt. My dads are out of town for the next week and a half anyways." Rachel agreed.

"Okay... that's great. I will see you in an hour and a half." Kurt said, prancing away to talk with Mercedes and Quinn behind them. Finn pulled Rachel's bag off her shoulders and slung it over his own shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her waist and walked out to the parking lot.

"Did you drive today?" Finn asked as they approached his car. Rachel shook her head.

"No. "

"Okay... I'll drive you. You want to go change for dinner? We could go straight to my house if not." He said, opening the back door to his brand new 1967 Mustang GT. It was classic red with black racing stripes running from the hood back to the trunk. It was the exact opposite from Rachel's fairly new 2007 bright yellow Porsche 911 Turbo, a birthday present from her dads.

"Is this new, Finn?" She asked, running her hand over the hood. He nodded and opened the passenger side door for her, allowing her to get in. He walked around to the other side and sat down in the driver's seat, starting the car.

"Yeah... it is." He said as he back out of his parking space. He pulled out of the parking lot. "It was an I'm sorry for making you move in when you weren't ready gift. He got it at a car show a couple of days ago and gave it to me." Finn explained and Rachel nodded.

"Oh." She said and went silent. Finn could tell she was preoccupied with something.

"What's wrong, Rach?" He asked suddenly, half way to her house. She took a deep breath and thought for a moment, trying to find the least offending way to say what was on her mind.

"Finn... do you think we might be making a mistake?" She asked. Finn smiled a sweet smile and took her hand, intertwining their fingers.

"No... I love you, Rachel." As soon as it came out of his mouth, Finn silently cursed himself. He didn't want to ruin this with her! Sure, it was the truth, but he didn't want her to feel rushed... he didn't want her to run away.

"I... I'm sorry, Rach. I... It's... I didn't mean to say it." Rachel looked hurt and Finn realized the phrasing of his statement wasn't the greatest. "No! No! I... I did mean it, but it... it just came out. I don't want you to feel rushed or anything, Rachel. I..." Rachel put a finger over his lips.

"Shhhh... Its okay, Finn. I understand. I love you, too." Rachel whispered and Finn smiled, pulling into Rachel's drive-way.

"Good."