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"Fireworks."
It played over and over in my mind like a broken record.
He felt fireworks? Was that what I felt?
I don't know. I'm still so lost. I come off like I know everything, like I'm the head bitch in charge. Which, I am. People expect me to be. But sometimes it gets to be so much.
How am I supposed to know how I feel about Finn? I mean, look at my year. I had a baby with his best friend, and claimed it was his for the first six months. I got a boyfriend who loved me, who was perfect and I threw it all away and cheated on him with the guy that started it all.
Yeah, I was just going to let things play out.
What time is it? I carefully grabbed my phone from my bag as to not bump my nails. Sure enough, I saw the unholy glop of "Koala Berry" from my pinkie smeared against my lipstick.
Great.
6:00?
I skimmed through my texts to see Finn's on top.
Finn3:
See you at 6, baby.
Really? I frantically waved my nails around in the air as I slipped my fingers in my blue cardigan.
Where were my shoes?
Ding-dong.
"Coming!" I yelled out.
Where are my shoes!
I sighed and decided to go with the white ballet flats I wore today. My new silver sandals would have to wait.
I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. But when I grabbed the doorknob, nothing happened. What a great start. Again, and no luck.
Really?
"COME ON YOU- DAMN-DOOR-" I said, stammering my words with each pull of the knob.
All of a sudden I felt a jerk forward as the door came wide open. I let go and my felt my body falling. I shut my eyes and wrinkled my face, preparing for the ground-
"Whoa, there." I felt Finn grab my shoulders and pull me up.
"Having troubles, there?" He laughed.
"How did you open the-" I was cut off as he held up my house key.
"The spare, underneath the gnome." I laughed. That gnome had been protecting my house key since the day I was born. I remember telling Finn about the spare when we were dating the first time. He laughed, and I remember he named the gnome Lou.
"Trusty old Lou." I smiled at him. And instead of expecting a laugh, he surprised me. All he did was stare into the night sky, and I could see the moonlight shimmering on his eyes. They were like a crystal balls, but instead of looking into the future, they held the past.
"Why did you cheat on me?" He asked, very bluntly.
I wasn't surprised, it was always like him to pull random things from his brain.
But what was I supposed to say?
That I never intended to? That I was sorry?
"Because I'm a horrible person."
I was done with lying.
"Quinn, don't-" He started.
"Honestly. Look at me, look at what happens to me." I started to walk down my sidewalk toward his car. "I get pregnant, I lose boyfriends, people hate me."
He just looked at me, like he knew there was more.
"And it's all my fault. I did this to myself. I don't know why I call Rachel a loser when-"
"I love you, Quinn. I'll never hate you. Remember, when I told you I was done with you? No. I'll never be done with you, Fabray. You're everything I'm not. You're perfect."
He said the last two words so quietly they were practically a whisper. I couldn't take it anymore. People are too good to me. What did I ever do for them? I was sick of myself. I was more of a loser than Rachel will ever be.
"I love you too, Finn. I will always have a place for you in my heart. But you shouldn't love me. No one should. You're too good-" I felt my sobs in my throat and stopped talking before I started to cry. But it was no use. I felt the warm drop slowly trickle down my cheek.
I felt a quick jerk as he grabbed my shoulders. "Don't ever say that. You're going to get your life turned around. I promise, Quinn."
He softly took my face in his hands and kissed me. I knew it now. I knew what he was talking about. With that one kiss, I wasn't confused.
He released and I smiled.
"What?" He laughed.
"Fireworks." I told him.