DISCLAIMER: I neither own Glee nor the characters. They are the property of Ryan Murphy and FOX.
He has been staring at her for the last two minutes. Nothing happened. He waited and stared some more. Nothing happened. He kept staring though.
Nothing.
…
Still nothing.
Ugh! Why didn't she look over? Why didn't she look over like she used to?
This is way too frustating, he thought to himself.
He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was about to lose it all. He tried everything, well not everything; he hadn't tried to kiss her, but he tried a lot. He really did.
It's not in my hands anymore, he thought. You know that. You hurt her and that's what you're getting. Nothing! No reaction to my staring for several minutes, no reaction when I was flashing her the most flirtatious and goofiest smile in the history of teenage boys. No reaction whatsoever. I really screwed up, he thought. I had her without even realizing it and I threw her away as if she were some kind of garbage. Just because I am this douche bag to whom reputation is more of value than a relationship. And now I am not even a friend to her anymore- at least that's what it feels like. I am just some dude that happens to be in the high school glee club with her.
He took a deep breath and bent down his head. Direction? Profound self- hatred. He really hated himself for treating her so harshly. He really hated himself for being afraid of her reaction if he asked her that he didn't wanted to be with her right away after the whole baby drama with Quinn; he just found out that his girlfriend- correction, ex- girlfriend, was pregnant and the baby wasn't his, but Pucks, his best friends- correction, ex- best friend that he didn't say anything at all. She would have understood to take things slow, wouldn't she? But he was a coward and just let things slide. He now knows that this was one of his dumbest moves he has ever made, but it was too late. He broke her heart and when he tried to fix his mistakes she already was in someone elses arms...
He turned his head back to his locker, grabed some books and locked it. He then turned his head around for the last time to look at her. She was beautiful. She was so beautiful it made him sick in the stomach. But what made him even more sick was the fact that he wasn't the reason who made her happy but some slimy idiot called Jesse St. James who transfered schools for her. Ugh. And if that wasn't bad enough, that boy could sing.
He was no longer the popular quarterback, he was no longer the male lead in the glee club and he was no longer the boy Rachel Berry dreamed of... life really sucked for Finn Hudson. As luck would have it, his life would soon suck even more.
She was standing at her lockers when a familiar voice called out her name. She turned around to greet her boyfriend with a peck on the cheek. They talked about the tape that he had found in the basement of her house last week. She was still not sure what to do and told him that she wasn't ready to face the whole situation just yet. She knew that Jesse cared for her and wanted what was best for her, but somehow he was just pushing too hard. She told him that she needed more time and when he hugged her and told her that everything was going to be fine, her eyes wandered through the hallway and spotted a tall boy walking away from their direction. She stared at his moving figure. When she noticed him staring at her eralier on she couldn't look at him; she wanted to, but it still hurt too much. She ignored every attempt on his part to get back together... he tried really hard to be on good terms with her again that it was difficult for her to concentrate on her boyfriend.
She stared at Finn walking away hoping he would turn around. But he didn't. She closed her eyes wishing they could be them again. Friends, co- captains...
He hurt her and yet she missed him. When she opened her eyes again he was no longer in her sight.