I DO NOT OWN GLEE! IF I DID IT WOULD BE FINCHEL EVERYDAY, ALL DAY!
This is how I pictured Finchel getting back together. I thought that it should be Rachel this time to feel how Finn felt. I love jealous Rachel. FINCHEL IS FOREVER!
When he was applying to college this was not what he expected but he wasn't complaining. Yeah, he did have classes and exams and homework but he also had parties, drinks, Puck and girls, lots and lots of girls. Hey, he was young and he was single so he deserved all the fun. He was rocking out to the drums and singing along with Puck to Fight For Your Right and he never felt more alive and free than he did in that moment. He was happy and it was an amazing feeling.
Having Puck as a roommate was a blessing. He was the only guy he knew at the moment and Finn was thankful to have his best friend with him and share the college experience with him. Not to mention the ladies that Puck would grab for them. College girls were so much more wild, free , experimental and spontaneous than High School girls. He liked it a lot!
The last time he was with a girl was at Mr. Schue's wedding. It was one of the best nights of his life because it was with the love of his life. But then it kind of sucked because she left in the middle of the night and hasn't spoken to him. And at the time she was shacked up with some dope. He doesn't know if there still together or what happened after he beat the crap out of that asshole and left New York. So getting the attention from all these girls made him feel good again. He knows he doesn't want a relationship because he's not ready for that yet but there is nothing wrong with having fun. After all he's only slept with two girls and has been in two relationships so he hasn't had really had a chance to experience sex with other people. He started to notice that he no longer is the same guy and he liked it.
He was sitting with a cup of whatever he had poured into it and bobbing his head to the music when a really hot, tall blonde went up to him and asked him to dance. He was hesitant at first but then accepted. When she had said dance he really thought she meant dance, like a step to the left and a step to the right. Instead she was grinding on him. Moving her hips from side to side. Sliding up and down his body.
Grabbing his hair and nibbling his ear. Finn didn't know what she was doing but he was so hot and bothered that he did the first that came to mind. He grabbed her hand and led her into one of the doors of the frat house. When he closed the door, he picked her up and slammed her into the wall. They got down to business right away, both letting lust and their hormones take control. Finn laughed out of satisfaction and the girl smiled out of pleasure when they were finished. Yeah, Finn really liked College girls. Ten minutes later, they were dressed and headed out back to the party and mingle with others. The girl gave Finn her number and told him to call her when he wanted some company. Finn was definitely going to call her again. Maybe even later on tonight.
Of course Puck knew what happened and all he said to him was "way to go man, she's smokin."
So he has called Erica ( the blond girl) about six times already since the party. They sometimes get it on in her room, his room or in his car. Today they were in his bed and had just finished. He was putting on his boxers on when the door burst open and he got the biggest surprise of his life.
BOLD= RACHEL Italics= Finn
"Pu-Finn?"
Completely speechless and shocked all he could manage to do was stand there.
"Call me later, Finn" said Erica
Still no movement.
When he hears the door close, is when he gets his senses back. He looks and sees that he wasn't going crazy and that his mind wasn't fucking with him.
"What are you doing here?"
" I came to visit since I'm on break."
"No! Here in Lima U."
"I wanted to speak with you and to say hi to Puck. See how everything was going."
"Oh!"
"Yeah, I think I came at a wrong time."
"No! Umm, umm, give me five minutes."
Rachel just stood there still replaying those sounds and image in her head.