Hello readers! Welcome to my new story! This is a new idea I had, where each chapter will be a story based on a song. I have been writing several stories based on songs and thought that, instead of putting them all up as separate FanFictions, I would just make an entire one featuring one-shots!
Now, I love to interact all my followers, so I would like you guys to give me some songs that you would like me to base a one-shot off of! It can be an genre, just make sure that you think the lyrics can make up a great Finchel story! Please comment both the song title and the person who wrote the song!
This one is based off of the song All Too Well by Taylor Swift. This is one of my favorite songs and I just saw the entire thing in my head.
Note: I tried a new writing style where I never mentioned their names, but it's still clear on who they are. Tell me what you think about it along with the rest of the story! Please review and tell me some other song ideas you may have!
I do not own Glee.
All to well
She remembers the first time he took her to meet his brother. Freshly graduated and on their way to bigger and better things.
They met by chance two months ago, just a little run in at the grocery store. He had helped her reach on the top shelf for the bottle of shampoo she needed, and next thing she knows, they're at a little cafe next door talking for hours. Ever since that day, they've been inseparable. He asked her out a week later, telling her that he felt something with her that he never felt before (she conceded to tell him at the end of the date that she felt the same way).
She's had her heart broken many times before, so a new relationship was hard for her. He helped with his willingness to go slow and take their time.
She's shaking, not just because the cold November night, but because she's scared and nervous. It's like he knows this and he grabs her hand to let her know that he's there for her. He reaches out to the front door and pushes it open calling out to the people inside. It isn't long before a very fashionable man appears in front of them, eyeing her up and down.
She suddenly feels silly in her little black dress and red scarf. Her legs are kept warm by the tights she decided upon wearing (which she suddenly thinks it wasn't a good idea).
He introduces her to his brother, Kurt, as his girlfriend (this causes her to blush because it's been a while since she's been referred to as such) and suddenly, he's reaching towards her and hugging her. Everything seems to feel so much better and she finds herself smiling with such joy.
She's introduced to Kurt's boyfriend, Blaine, and it's like they were all meant to meet. They small talk about their careers and her plans since she graduated (she wants to go into musical therapy). He sits beside her the whole time, a smile etched onto his face (when she asks him why later, he just shrugs and blushes). Kurt and Blaine leave the room to go get more hot chocolate, and she feels like she's at home. She doesn't know why she was so scared in the first place because this couldn't be any better.
When they leave, she realizes she forgot her scarf and he promises to return and get it for her later. There's a tiny bit of snow falling now, so he wants to get her home as safe as possible.
She tells him some story about snow and how much she actually loves it, and when she pays attention, she realizes that the light it red and he has yet to stop. She lets out a little squeal and he slams on the break, causing them to glide just a little past the light. There's no one else on the road, but it was still a bit of a scare for her.
He is looking over at her and muffles some apology that he wasn't looking at the road and how he couldn't help but look at her (this makes her heart beat really fast and she thinks it's going to explode out of her chest). She smiles first, then slowly, laughter bubbles up in her chest and she's laughing and he starts to laugh too and she honestly can't think of a better way to spend her day.
He takes her home and walks her to her door and she feels like she's sixteen all over again. He stares down at her, a small goofy smile on his face and she blushes because how can she not. He makes no move though, he just stares at her before he whispers "you look so pretty tonight".
She makes the move then, pulling down his neck to crash his lips to hers. It's passionate and wanting, but she remembers that the relationship is new and they mustn't rush things. So, she pulls away first and sneaks inside her house with a small goodbye.
As soon as the door closes, she slides down it on the other side with a smile permanently plastered on her face.
But it's all a memory now. It feels like it was yesterday that she was in his warm embrace, but it's been six months and she still isn't over him. She doubts she ever will be.
The only thing that keeps her hopeful that he'll someday return, is the fact that hidden in a drawer in his room somewhere, is the red scarf she wore to his brothers house that first time.
She remembers the photo albums on his counter at his mothers house. She playfully grabs one and opens it, much to his dismay. His mother, Carole, laughs from the other side of the room. He's begging her not to open them, that she doesn't really want to see him when he was younger. She insists that she does and she even promises to show him the photo albums of her next time they visit her dads.
At this point, they've been dating for six months and it's honestly been the best six months she's ever had. It's like they've always been meant to be with each other and she's going to do everything she can to hang on to this feeling.
She runs a finger over the first picture. It's a photo of him as a newborn, stating his weight and height. His mother tells her that he was the biggest baby any of them have ever seen. He chuckles at that and she smiles and wonders what their children would look like (she can't help but think those types of things when she's with him).
She flips the page and there is picture of him in the bath tub. His cheeks immediately turn red and he flips the page himself. She laughs because he's just so cute and allows herself to move on. The next picture is him in glasses on the first day of school. She inquires about the glasses because she didn't know he wore them. He tells her that contacts were his savior, but he still has his glasses in a drawer by his bed (she finds them later and teases him by wearing them around his room).
Carole starts to tell her stories of him playing t-ball in first grade and how after he would hit the ball, he wouldn't run to the base. She laughs and slides her hand into his just to feel close to him.
His mom is the nicest woman she has ever met. Maybe it's because she doesn't have a mom, but she can't help but feel connected to Carole in some type of way. It's not hard to see that he loves his mom so dearly and she finds that so adorable about him.
He takes her to his old bedroom after they finish looking through the albums. She's been over his moms house a few other times, but this is the first time he's taking her to see his childhood room.
In the room is a small twin sized bed, with cowboy sheets and blankets that match the cowboy printed walls (she teases him about this and he mentions her bright pink walls with gold stars all over it). It's a tiny room and she wonders how he even fit in here up until college.
She sits on his bed, just feeling the sheets and imagining a little him in the same room. She makes a joke about how he must try and woo all the women with his cowboy room and he goes silent for a moment. She thinks she must have struck a nerve and she mentally punches herself for saying something so stupid. Suddenly, he moves towards the bed to join her. He sits next to her, grabbing her hand and fiddling with it. She leans against his shoulder, closing her eyes.
She mumbles out an apology and that she didn't mean to make things awkward or anything. He chuckles lightly and then places a kiss on her head. He tells her that she didn't and he was just thinking. She asks him about what, leaning back to look at him. He stares at her for a moment before confessing that she is the first girl he has brought home in five years.
She's a little shocked to hear that because he's a very attractive man and he must have had other girlfriends and stuff. He continues on to tell her that he's never thought that any girl deserved to come to his childhood home and meet his mother, stepfather and brother. He begins to tell her about the relationships he's had and the heartache that came with them (his eyes start to tear up when he talks about his high school girlfriend who cheated on him and got pregnant and told him it was his child, when it was really his best friends).
He tells her about some of the hardships of his past and in this moment she knows that he trusts her enough with all of this information. It makes her realize just how much she trusts him as well. So she tells her sides of stories. Of the time her first ever boyfriend cracked eggs over her head to break up with her and about how her college boyfriend was a male prostitute.
He holds her when she tells him about her mother who wanted nothing to do with her. He even tells her about his father who died of a drug overdose when he was a baby.
They both have had so much pain in their lives and in this moment, she connects with him like she never has anyone before.
That was when he thought that she was his future, though. Back when they were sure that it was going to last forever. Sometimes, she forgets about him and the pain is a little less intense, but every night when she comes home, it's like the pain is suffocating her as she tries to sleep. She can't even remember why she needs to forget him anymore.
She remembers that after they left his mothers house, she invited him inside her own home for the first time being late at night. They talk some more and she feels so comfortable in his presence. He stands up suddenly and asks her to dance with him. She laughs because there is no music, but he insists.
So they dance, wildly down in her bedroom, then down the stairs and into the dark kitchen. She giggles wildly because he's so clumsy as he dances and it's the cutest thing she's ever seen. He almost falls, quickly grabbing the refrigerator door and swinging it open. They dance in the light it emits, just laughing and spinning and freely moving.
They start to slow down, their breathing heavy and sweat dropping down their foreheads. They are just standing and staring at each other and she backs herself into the fridge door, causing it to close. He follows, placing his hands on her hips as she leans against the cold door.
That's when he tells her that he loves her.
She doesn't miss a beat in saying it back.
They make love for the first time that night and it's everything she imagined it would be because she's with the man she loves.
She receives a letter in the mail, two weeks later, asking her to come to New York's prestigious college, NYADA. She remembers applying when she graduated high school, but they had lost her application in the mail and by then, it was too late to apply again. She's shocked when she reads that they just received her application, after it was lost for four years, and they want to give her a full ride to attend their school. Not only that, but they want her to come early and be a part of the summer program they run, having her leave in a few weeks. She hasn't even thought about becoming an actress since her senior year, so it's a little exciting to think that this is something that she could possibly do. She can already imagine herself in New York and she can't wait to tell her dads, Kurt and Blaine and him. When she think about it though, she knows that he's the first one she wants to tell.
So, she gets in her car and races over to his house in lightning speed. He isn't expecting her today, so she catches him off guard when she flings herself into his arms. He chuckles and pulls her into the house, shutting the door behind them. She tells him that she has rather exciting news and he brings her to the couch. She launches into the entire story of how they lost her application and what they're offering her now. He beams at her when she finishes and surprises her by picking her up and spinning her around. He tells her how happy he is for her and how this is an amazing opportunity for her. She smiles and feels tears in her eyes because he's right, it is amazing.
He smiles at her and she shyly looks down. He uses a finger to lift up her head and then kisses her with such passion. She can't help but intensify the kiss and soon enough, they're on the couch and he's thrusting into her and she's screaming his name in pleasure. It's over soon enough and they just pant in each other's arms on the couch.
After a while, she looks at him and tells him that she wants him to come with her. His eyes widen and he coughs uncomfortably and sits up on the couch. She's confused by his reaction to this, so she sits up too, watching him. She asks if he's okay and he just looks at her before sighing. He tells her then, that his step-dad is moving to D.C. full time with his mom. She doesn't know why, but this causes a sinking feeling in her stomach and she begins to brace herself for hat he is going to say next. He tells her that Burt needs him to take care of his tire shop and that he would have complete control over the company. He tells her that it's a great job and he already promised Burt that he would take it. She silently sits there because she can't imagine leaving him and going to New York on her own.
It's a little awkward now and she's not exactly sure what she's supposed to say, so she excuses herself to the bathroom. Tiny tears form in her eyes because how could she possibly be separated from him? She loves him and it seems silly to throw everything they have away, just so she can repeat college again. She already has her degree and a pretty good job, so why should she throw that all away. That's when she makes the decision that she isn't going to go to New York. Instead she'll stay in Ohio, where she belongs, with him and her family.
She emerges again and finds him, fully dressed, on the couch. She grabs her clothes and he watches her put them on and makes a joke about how he would rather see them off still. She giggles lightly and moves to sit by him. He opens his mouth to say something but she silences him with a kiss. She pulls away and tells him about her decision. He furrows his eyebrows and tells her that she shouldn't be giving up something like this, especially for him. She tells him that it isn't just because of him, but for other reasons too. He tries to tell her that she needs to go, but she rolls her eyes and said she already made her decision. This makes him quiet down and she gets up and pulls out a menu for takeout. She stays the night there, trying to get past how quiet he is since their talk.
When she leaves the next morning, she convinces him that she's happy and this is what she wants to do. He seems okay with it now and they make plans for tomorrow night before she leaves.
She wishes she looked more into his reactions, that way she could have seen when he had made the decision to tear everything they had up. They were like a work of art, something that had taken months to create and was almost finished when he decided that he would rip it to shreds in one day.
It's like any normal day when he comes to pick her up for a picnic in the park. She wears the dress that he loves the most, knowing that he'll want to rip it off of her. It's nice and warm out and she smiles softly as she approaches his car. It's been a few weeks since she made her decision not to go to New York and to stay with him instead and so far, she knows that she made the right choice.
He smiles back at her and she can't help but feel like something is off, but she ignores it (she wishes now that she hadn't because he's always been a bad liar). When they drive a different route, she begins to become suspicious of what's going on. Finally, they pull up to the train station and she furrows her eyebrows at him. She asks what they're doing here and he just holds the steering wheel tightly. He tells her that she's going to New York. She crosses her arms and tells him that this isn't funny and she wants to go home. He says that it isn't a joke and she has a ticket for the six o'clock train to New York. She's hurt and her stomach is sinking and she just doesn't understand what is going on. He turns towards her now and says that she can't give up her dreams for him and that she needs to go to this school. She insists that this hasn't been her dream since her senior year but he says he doesn't believe that for a second. Her eyes are swelling up and she feels like her chest is going to explode by the way her heart hammers against her chest.
He starts telling her that she can't give up everything for him because he just isn't worth it. She's so damn tired of him telling her what she can and can't do, so she tells him that he's not a waste and that she is going to do what she wants. She's completely crying by this point and he tells her that he couldn't live with himself if she did that. She stutters that when you love someone, you would do anything for them. He sits silently for a moment and she starts to think that maybe he's coming to his senses.
He isn't though and he tells her that she needs to go and that he dads are there waiting with some of her stuff to help her move into the new apartment they bought for her. Her entire body is wracking with sobs and she refuses to get out of his car. She says that she loves him and she doesn't want to go, but he doesn't say it back. He just continues to stare out the front window. She's in the middle of another 'I love you' when he cuts her off and says that he doesn't love her anymore.
She freezes at this, shock clearly evident on her face. She whispers that it can't be true and that he can't just stop loving her. He tells her that he's felt this way for a while and that he just doesn't feel the same anymore. She starts sobbing even harder than before and she whips off her seatbelt and flings open the door. Several by-standards watch as she leans against a nearby tree to hold herself up. He comes rushing out of the car towards her and she can't even look at his face. He uses her nickname to call her and she cuts him off and yells at him to not call her that anymore. He tries to explain where he's coming from, but he doesn't get a sentence out before she slaps him straight across the face. He stands in shock for a moment, and so does she because she doesn't believe in violence being the answer.
He stares at her, his own tears making their way down his face and she's not really sure if he's crying over her, or the slap. She calls him a coward. She tells him that he is a scared little boy who is afraid to actual let something good happen for once and he will never get over that. She tells him that he's afraid to commit to her because he has never felt the way he has and she hasn't either. When he tells her again that he doesn't love her, she can feel her heart shattering.
Through her sobs, she says she hates him. She says that she never wants to see him again and that she hates him so much. She feels like there's a word stabbing her heart and she just wants to start the day over again so she can fix this.
That's when he says the actual words.
"I'm breaking up with you." And then he hands her the ticket and walks back to his car.
Its been four months since it happened and it feels like she relives it every single day. Time moves so slowly for her, like it's paralyzing only her. She's broken and she wants so desperately to be her old care-free self. She can't seem to remember that girl though, only the one drifting through life. She loves New York, more than anyone could ever know, but everything reminds her of him. She excels in her classes and the only person she wants to share that with is him. She remembers their lazy days, where she would wear only his shirt and they would watch movies until they fell asleep in each other's arms.
He calls her on a Friday night and she stares at her phone as his name lights up. She doesn't know why, but she answers it. It's loud where he is and she tries to listen for anything familiar before she timidly says hello. He is shocked that she answered and she can tell that he's drunk. He begins slurring his words and telling her how much he misses her and how he screwed up big time. She silently cried on the other end as he tells her that he knows she'll make it to the top one day and that he had to let her do that. She hangs up on him after a while because she's crumpled in the corner and it feels like she can't breathe.
She knows he doesn't remember anything about the call, but he must have known he did call her because a box is delivered to her from his address. It takes her three weeks to actually open it to see that he mailed back all of her things. This breaks her again and she goes through all of the things she left over there. She comes to find that her scarf is missing, the one she wore to his brother's house that first time.
He drunk calls her again later that week and she asks him where it was. He slurs that he keeps it in his room so her can smell it and remember the way she smelled. She sobs on the other end as he talks about how he remembers everything about their relationship. She cries herself asleep again and wishes that he would come back to her.
He remembers everything about her. She was the best thing to ever happen to him and all it started with was a chance encounter in a grocery store. He holds that red scarf and remembers everything little thing about her and it makes him sob and curse himself for being an idiot. When he lied to her and told her that he didn't love her, it was the hardest things he has ever done. The look on her face made him want to die right there, just so he wouldn't have to ever see it again. He hates that he's the one who made her cry, especially when he was supposed to be there for her. She had to chase her dreams though and he couldn't be the one standing in the way of that. He did what he had to do.
But it doesn't mean he forgets everything. He remembers the way he almost ran the red, the first time she met his brother, the way she got along with his mother, the way she laughed when she saw his old photos, dancing around the kitchen, making love to her for the first time and every other little moment he was able to spend with her. Their love is rare and he screwed it up and lost her. She was the one thing that he knew was going to be there, but she was right. He was a scared boy who was afraid that it wouldn't last and why should he prolong the inevitable. He was there for every single second of it.
And he remembers it all too well.