At First Sight
Chapter 1: 'The Moment'
"The first time ever I saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes, and the moon and stars were the gift you gave. To dark and endless skies, my love."
"Ouch, those damn airplane seats always mess up my back," Finn complained, rubbing the back of his neck as he headed to the baggage carousel to collect his and Kurt's suitcase's. They'd just step foot in Rome, Italy. Kurt had originally planned to go on this trip with Blaine, but with him having problems getting days of work, Carole had convinced Finn to go with Kurt instead.
Finn wasn't in the greatest spirits recently after being publicly dumped and humiliated by his ex, Santana. In fact, he was having a hard time even leaving the house, never mind talking to girls.
"Well, that's what you get when you're a giant crushed into a middle class plane seat," Kurt responded, lifting his black Gucci sunglasses of his head, with a superior look as each person glared at him while passing by.
"I can't wait to hit the shops here, Italy. We're in Italy, Finn!" Kurt squealed, looking through the airport windows as the sun rays beamed in, partially blinding both, him and Finn.
"Yes, I'm aware, Kurt." Finn said dryly, squinting his eyes.
"Oh, lighten up you big oaf, you need to get over her, Finn. All she did was make you feel insecure and worthless. Why are you still bothering over the devil, that is Santana," Kurt asked with confused tone in his voice. "Or should I say... Satan" Kurt added, admiring his own humour.
"It's not the fact that she dumped me, I'm over it. I'm over her. It's just, ever since then, every insecurity she pointed out about me, I'm starting to believe." Finn sighed, finally arriving to the baggage carousel.
"You don't think I have manboobs do you?" Finn stammered, awkwardly glancing down, while Kurt gave him a confused stare, shaking his head.
"Oh, there's my suitcase, Quick!" Kurt said loudly, pointing repeatedly as he spied his suitcase. Quickly, Finn hovered over reaching out his hand ready to grab it as it came near. Just as his hand wrapped around the handle, another hand reached out and grabbed the same handle.
Finn glanced up to find a tall, pretty blonde, nervously smiling. "Oh, sorry, but this is my friend's suitcase," She said impatiently. "Oh, no, actually this is my br-"Finn started to speak before looking down at the tag on the suitcase to read the name, 'Rachel' before finishing his sentence."Here you go, sorry about that," He handed over the suitcase embarrassed, watching the Blonde politely take the suitcase and scurry through the crowd of people. Before turning around, giving his brother an evil glare.
"Rachel!" Quinn shouted running over, heavily breathing. After a minute of silence for Quinn to get her breath back she spoke again. "I got it." She let out, holding in her sides while handing over the suitcase. "Thanks Quinn, but come on I don't want to keep him waiting!" Rachel said anxiously, grabbing both Brittany and Quinn's hand, while struggling to hold her suitcase. Heading for the exit door to the airport, Rachel eyed someone.
"Jesse!" She exclaimed making her way over to him excitedly before stopping in her step, noticing a tall Italian looking women, with the fakest blonde hair she'd ever seen quite obviously feeling up Jesse from behind.
"Oh, Rachel," He said obnoxiously shouted, giving a cold smile as he made his way over, with the women following him, carrying his man-bag like a slave.
Rachel and Jesse had been dating for a while before Jesse had to fly to Italy for the past couple of weeks as he got a main part in a popular theatrical play in Rome. So, Rachel couldn't wait to see him.
"Hey," She said pleasantly, expecting more of welcoming look but only receiving deadly stares. "Yeah Rachel about us," Jesse spoke, peering up and down at her with superiority.
"What about us?" Rachel asked, confused as she dropped her suitcase, forgetting to breath. All she could notice was the little smirk Jesse was giving her.
"You, me. We're not gonna work out, you're a nobody Rachel, and Jesse St. James can't be seen dating a nobody. Sorry, the business is tough kiddo." He said loudly, causing a few stares from people as he patted Rachel's shoulder.
Staring at the hand on her shoulder horrified, she raised her voice, shocked. "What?" Rachel finally let out; exhaling while giving him a mortified look. Shaking his hand off her with disgust, she also noticed a few sniggers coming from the people behind her, clearly listening in to there humiliating conversation. She couldn't believe that just a few moments ago she'd went from dating the perfect guy, Jesse St James, Broadway star to being a nobody getting publicly dumped.
"Who do you think you are, you asshole, Rachel did not just fly across the world - and drag us along might I add - for a jerk like you," Quinn shouted, defending her best friend.
"Oh Blondie, Nice to see you," Jesse said happily. "You know, you have a really pretty face, did I ever tell you that? Ever thought of Broadway?" He added, before suddenly receiving a full on punch from Brittany and letting out a shriek.
"Guys," Rachel sobbed, looking up at the man she thought she once knew teary eyed. "He's not worth it," She finally said picking up her suitcase and walking away with as much dignity she had left. Brittany and Quinn then quickly followed, leaving a stunned and fuming Jesse wiping the blood of his the side of his mouth, getting examined by his Blonde playmate before shoving her hands away. Turning around, he started rolling his eyes to see Brittany sticking up the finger at him, while Quinn was manically chasing after Rachel. "You were never important to me anyway, you Bitch!" Jesse screamed.
Sobbing loudly, Rachel all of a sudden dropped her suitcase to the ground and started running ferociously. She just needed to get as far away from him as possible, here, there, anywhere. Running across the streets of Italy with a million thoughts running through her head, Rachel clumsily bumped into a tall, brown-haired man. "Sorry," She breathed, wiping a tear from a face as she fled away. Neither, getting a good glance of each other's faces.
"It's okay," he yelled, as he watched the petite brunette run away into the distance.
"Ugh, what is it with these rude Italians? Did you see the way she just ran into you there?" Kurt complained, pointing before once again looking down at his map angrily.
"I don't think she meant it, she looked upset, even though I didn't really get to see her. And, I don't she was Italian either, sounded American." Finn responded slightly hazed from the memory of the crying brunette.
"Oh, American, That's make's even more sense." Kurt added, rolling his eyes. "Well according to this map, our Hotel is right around the corner," He added looking very much like a tourist nudging towards the corner of the street, still clutching onto his map.
"Right," Finn nodded subconsciously, before suddenly noticing a pair of screaming girls, one of them being the girl he'd ran into at the airport earlier. They ran right past him, leaving behind a gust of wind, as he noticed they were screaming the name, 'Rachel'.
Finn couldn't help but wonder if the crying brunette that'd ran away just a few minutes ago was this, Rachel.
"Come on Finn!" Kurt yelled, grabbing Finn knocking him out of his thoughts, and starting to head over to their Hotel
After a few minutes of constant running, Rachel found herself lost in a crowd before coming to a halt, completely breaking down, earning a few looks from people. Suddenly, Rachel glanced around hearing the voices of Quinn and Brittany screaming after her, chancing her name, while struggling to carry both there and Rachel's suitcase.
"Rachel, wait!" She'd heard Quinn shout before finally catching up to her, once again trying to find her breath. Staring at Quinn, more and more tears managed to escape from Rachel as she was suddenly pulled in for an endearing hug from Brittany.
"Did you see what he did Brit, how could he do this to me," Rachel sobbed, holding a hard grasp on Brittany, noticing from the side of her eye, Quinn looking at her sadly.
"Yes Rachel, and like you said, He's not worth it. Jesse St Jerkface does not deserve your tears," Brittany consoled, slowly patting Rachel's back as she held her onto her firmly.
"I just, I thought we were perfect for each other, how could he be with me for two years and then just dump me, just like that? Didn't he love me? Was our entire relationship a lie? Am I too ugly for anyone to possibly want me?" Rachel found herself quietly mumbling into Brittany's shoulder in a quick, saddened and inarticulate tone.
"Now stop it right now Rachel! Don't you ever let scum like him make you think about yourself like that! Hell, you are Miss beautiful, Broadway star in the making, Rachel Berry. You don't let anyone tear you down!" Brittany quickly remanded sternly with a fierce look in her eye, while everyone looked at her stunned.
"Wow Britt, when did you get so smart?" Rachel responded giggling slightly and wiping her eyes.
Quinn then lifted up her hand, putting it on Rachel's shoulder. "Yeah, and you know... we might as well take advantage of the situation. We're in Rome! One of the most romantic places in the world, you'd probably find a million other guys that'd treat you better than he ever did." She said optimistically, trying to give Rachel a positive outlook on her situation.
Finally letting go out of Brittany and exhaling, Rachel sighed, recovering from her tears. "The last thing I want to think about is guys right now, I g-guess we could stay here for a couple of days though," drying her tears, watching Brittany and Quinn smile softly and nod. Before heading into a Hotel that they'd seen just nearby
Drumming his fingers on the counter, waiting for the Concierge to come back and pretending to listen to Kurt ramble on about some designer store, Finn looked around the hotel. It was truly magnificent. There were delicate, breath-taking sculptures decorated within the lobby, artistic paintings on the ceiling with splashes of colour, not to mention there was a luxurious, shiny black grand-piano in the corner of the room.
But none of these things were as beautiful as the sight that stood afore his eyes. Finn felt his heart stop as he noticed a small, petite, brunette step graciously through the lobby doors. Her soft, shiny locks falling down her back. Her deep brown eyes that sparkled like diamonds, her soft pink, lusious lips. He'd never seen anything so gorgeous, so flawless. So perfect.
Before he knew it he found himself involuntarily taking a few steps forward towards her, just in time to notice the brunette stumble over someone's luggage and begin to fall. Leaping out, he grabbed her, melting in her embrace.
Stumbling to the ground, Rachel suddenly felt a strong pair of arms grab her gently, stopping her from landing to the lobby floor. Frozen, with wide eyes, she looked up at the man holding her. Her heart fluttered at the sight of him. Suddenly, forgetting everything and everyone around her, she stared up at this man.
He had bright, vivid amber eyes, the kind that you couldn't forget even If you tried, which also seemed to be returning her bruiting gaze. She'd never seen someone so handsome. His brown hair was styled messily, sticking up in all directions and he had the most heart-melting smile that Rachel felt herself getting lost in his embrace. Softly smiling, the man suddenly muttered something, trying to catch his breath.
"Where have you been all my life?"
A/N: And, that's it! How did you guys like it? Let me know you all think, should I continue? Enjoy 3