AUTHORS NOTE:
I am an avid FinChel shipper and i definitely adore all things FinChel...
However, there is a part of me that is also a closet Puckleberry and i can confidently say that if only Finn and Rachel are not end game and i am not this invested, i would seriously, seriously be shipping these two and flailing over them like it's nobody's business...
This story came to me while writing my other fiction THE LAST GOODBYE...
I have always just been fascinated with the whole idea of soulmates and i think Rachel and Finn really believe that they are each others...
However, i suddenly had a thought...
What if the person whom we thought would be the love of our life turn out to be not THE ONE at all...
What would happen then?
Will all these preconceived notions of having an ideal be the trigger in making us lose the love that is right in front of our eyes?
Thus, the idea of FIX YOU has taken root in my brain and it would not leave at all until i put it to words so here i am...
The story is set in an alternate universe where Puck and Rachel do not know each other and they are already adults but their characteristics as their characters in Glee will basically remain the same...
Since i really love taking inspiration from song lyrics, i will also entitle the chapters of this fic according to the song that best fit the chapter...
Word of warning: The story starts out as FinChel but it will definitely be Puckleberry as endgame...
Since i also am a drama queen, there will most definitely be angst but humor will also be utilized in some aspects of the story...
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Thanks and Happy Reading...
SUMMARY:
So whoever thought of the saying. "If you love someone set them free…?"
Definitely not Rachel Berry…
Two months ago, her life was flawless… She was the toast of the town as a Broadway ingenue… her talent touted to be the next big thing ever since Kristen Chenowyth hit it big in Wicked and what more, everybody envies her for having the most goodlooking, successful, loyal, perfect boyfriend having been in a relationship with him ever since high school up until that moment…
Well, that is until he dropped a bomb on her that he would be leaving her for another woman…
Dumbfounded and at a loss, Rachel's life spirals out of control as she wallows over their breakup… however, her strong, determined side cannot take this sitting down…
With a positive outlook on the way things are going in her life, Rachel swore to herself that she'd do everything in her power to make her ex feel how nobody else can be as perfect together as they are and that he'd come running back to her no matter the cost…
But where to start?
As Rachel goes through the quest of trying to fix her broken heart, she trudges through operation: ex-boyfriend clumsily… Most of the time, ending up embarassing herself as she focused only on the end result of getting her seemingly one true love back into her life…
But then, she met the drop dead gorgeous, cold, stiff lipped, wealthy ex of the girl that her boyfriend is now dating…
Suddenly, Rachel gets a harebrained idea… that of joining forces with Mr. Rude and arrogant and them pretending to date so that they can kill two birds with one stone… maybe then she can make her ex realize what he has missed that he'd come running back into her arms and maybe, just maybe she can also help in getting his ex and him back together again?
Her plan was perfect! Or is it?
It was seemingly foolproof thinking about it, but as time goes by, this guy gets under her skin more than she lets on… He's everything she hates and yet he makes her feel things that she has never felt before…How on earth did all that happen? What is Rachel to do when he gets her all confused and bothered? And what will happen when her exboyfriend falls into her scheme and realizes that indeed leaving her was a mistake and that only she can make him happy…
Will Rachel feel a sense of accomplishment and now be truly happy like she imagined when things fall according to how she planned it?
PREVIEW:
There he is...to your left...Geez are you blind? He's right there! red plaid shirt, dark washed jeans, chuck taylors and that truckers cap that instead of hiding his good looks, only manages to make him more like a poster boy for the gorgeous guy next door... See him now?
Dammit! are you seriously making fun of me? How can I fall in love with a hobbitt when I had Legolas previously?
Concentrate Noah... Concentrate... Now tell me, do you now see who I'm talking about?
Whatever. I don't have the time to argue.
Come on they're leaving. Damn your exgirlfriend who is now his girlfriend. Why does she have to hang on to him all the time? Did she really come from a family of monkies? I would have seriously believed that if only she is not so damned beautiful that it would have been impossible...
Know anyone who murders people for a living instead?
What are you laughing about? This is my future on the line.
But as I watch you watch her tiptoe on her feet to give him a long, deep kiss I can see that you are not as unaffected as you make yourself seem to be...
Sigh. If only you were my type.
But ever since I was 12, I already knew that I wanted someone so unlike you...
Someone who gives me warm, comfortable feelings and not one who makes me confused and makes my heart feel as if it's going to leap out of my chest whenever they come near...
Someone who's constant, a little boring, maybe a little dumb and one who definitely walks the straight line.
But, Hello? Out of all the guys I knew, you're the farthest from that description... In fact you're the closest thing to a criminal that I've ever known.
You don't get it? HA! As if you're not so short tempered that you're ready to hit anyone over the slightest things...
And yet...and yet... you treat me as if I'm fragile even if you insult most of the things that I give importance to...
See? What did I say? Confusing isn't it?
What the- Is it really necessary to pull me that close to you as they draw nearer?
You could have just - Hmmm... what is that perfume you're wearing? You smell good... Let me just get comfortable and rest my head a little bit more on your chest like so - There.
I wonder what it would be like if we ended up together? Would we still argue as much? I bet we'd still have as much fun together the way we're doing now... maybe even more...
Another sigh.
Didn't I just say that you're not my type? That you don't have the qualities that I look for in a guy? But why is it that even if I'm chasing after someone I've dreamt of all my life, you're now the one that I have constant thoughts of? To the point that just when I'm about to sleep at night, I think of your annoying sneers, your sarcastic lines, your violent streaks and surprisingly, I find myself thinking it's not that bad.
What? What do you mean they saw us? Are you sure? SERIOUSLY? Dammit this is embarassing.
But even more embarassing is the fact that I didn't even see these feelings for you coming.
Triple Sigh.
That's all I could do. Give out endless sighs. Because I know that no matter what happens, nothing will come out of this because just as much as you're not my type, I bet I'm not yours too...
Whatever. Let's get out of here.
And as I pull your hand to drag you away from where my humiliation lies, I didn't notice the tender look you threw my way that might have changed my mind that maybe, just maybe we could have a fighting chance.