A/N – In my story here, it's going to be assumed that Finn and Santana are dating along with Quinn and Sam dating as well. Happy reading!

Finn was on top of the world. After all, he was captain of the football team again and dating the one and only Santana Lopez. This meant his popularity was soaring. Most people thought Finn wasn't all about popularity, but deep down he was always fond of being popular.

"Hey San." Finn told her as they met at the doors to the school.

"Hey there Finn." Santana told him kissing him on the cheek.

"So am I still coming over for movie night?" Finn asked her as they had made a habit of watching movies every Friday night.

"Um, actually I think I'm just gonna sleep tonight." Santana told him looking away.

"Oh, okay then." Finn said in a confused tone as they walked into Glee.

"Hey guys, my mom just texted me and said I have the house to myself this weekend!" Brittany excitedly proclaimed as she walked in, "That means party tonight!"

"Maybe I should go." Finn thought to himself as he would have nothing else to do now, "Or actually I know what I'm gonna do. Santana will love a surprise."

At seven P.M. on the dot, Finn arrived at the Lopez house to surprise Santana. He hurriedly made his way up to her door and waited for her to answer his ring.

"Hey ther- Oh Finn…" Santana said looking around, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to bring you something," Finn told her, "I know how much love hot chocolate so I brought you some!"

"Well here come in for a few." Santana told him looking at the clock, 7:12.

As Santana sipped her hot chocolate and Finn told her how they were going to win the final game of the year next week, the doorbell startled both of them.

"Shit." Santana said under her breath.

Finn looked at Santana and got up to answer the door.

"No Finn wai-!" Santana began as Finn opened the door.

"Thought I'd come earl-, oh shit." Sam said as he held a pack of condoms.

"What the fuck is going on here!" Finn asked looking from Sam to Santana.

"Finn I can explain!" Santana started.

"You know what, no you don't have to." Finn told her as he could feel his emotions rising, "We're done, I should have listened when everyone said not to trust you."

"But you can!"

"Are you fucking serious?" Finn asked her getting even more upset, "Your little fuck on the side is here with me here at the same time. How in the hell am I supposed to trust you?"

Santana just looked down and Finn took that as his sign to get out of there.

"Oh and don't think that I'm not telling Quinn there buddy." Finn said as he shoved Sam in her house, and then promptly slammed the door.

Finn grabbed his phone as he started his car. He dialed that number that he memorized over two years ago, still not forgetting it.

"Finn?" Quinn asked, with almost a hint of hopefulness.

"Hey, I know we haven't talked recently, well actually at all. But can I come over? We need to talk." Finn told her taking charge.

"What? Yeah sure, just come in the front door." Quinn told him.

"Alright, I'll be there in a second." He told her as he pulled in her street.

"Okay, I'll meet you outside." Quinn told him as they hung up simultaneously.

Finn pulled in her driveway seeing Quinn standing on her porch with her hair down and no cheerios outfit on. Finn always did like her most when she wasn't in her uniform.

"Finn what's this about?" She asked him with an eyebrow raised.

"Look lets go inside and talk about this." Finn started as Quinn turned to lead them inside.

They sat on the couch facing each other in silence when Finn broke it.

"Sam's cheating on you." Finn blurted out not knowing any other way to say it.

Quinn immediately broke into tears and Finn knew he had to comfort her as he moved over and took her into his arms. Finn was a little confused though as to why she didn't doubt him or ask for proof.

"Sorry but how come you're not like doubting me or something?" Finn asked her as her crying slowed.

"I had a feeling something wasn't right with him," She began, "He's been all distant lately and he makes awful excuses not to be with me."

Finn just looked down at her strawberry scented blonde hair as she began to cry some more into his shoulder.

"How did you find out?" Quinn managed to ask between tears.

"Well…" Finn told her, "It was kind of him and Santana…"

"Finn I'm so sorry," Quinn told him looking up into his eyes, "If I would have suspected it was her I would have told you."

"How long has this been happening?"

"About two weeks."

Finn mumbled something as tears began to form at his eyes. Just a week ago Santana had promised him she was being faithful and her flirting wasn't cheating. He felt like a total idiot.

"Finn just don't say anything." Quinn told him as she switched spots taking him into her arms.

"Thanks Quinn." Finn told her gratefully as he couldn't hold in his tears anymore.

"Shhh." Was all she told him as she combed her hands through his hair.

"Quinn, I…" Finn started before cutting himself off.

"What?" Quinn asked looking down at him.

"Here, let's go to Brittany's." Finn told her.

"Finn I don't know."

"Look I'm not saying to get drunk because neither of us are big drinkers," Finn told her getting up, "But to get out of this funk."

"Alright, let me go change."

"No," Finn told her as Quinn looked around confused, "You look amazing like that."

Quinn smiled at him as they walked out to his car.

Finn and Quinn walked up to Brittany's house hearing the music from out side with a few kids sitting outside.

"Hey Quinn!" A random cheerleader yelled at Quinn.

"Hey!" Quinn said giving her a quick hug as they walked into Brittany's house.

"Finn, hey!" One of Finn's teammates yelled as Finn acknowledged him and began to walk over to him, but not before giving Quinn an 'I'll be right back look.'

Quinn headed over to grab a drink as he headed over to the couch. "Damn this punch is good." Quinn thought to himself as he finished it off.

As Quinn hung out by herself on the couch she saw Finn walking towards her, she couldn't help but smile. "Why the hell am I smiling?" Quinn told herself as she tried to snap out of the trance she was in.

"Hey." He simply said as he sat next to her.

"Hey, I recommend getting a drink if you're thirsty, it's sooooooooo good!" Quinn told him as she began to drink her third.

Finn could only chuckle as she finished it off.

"Woah there killer! Slow down on the drinks!" Finn joked with her as she started to drink another one.

"H-hey, I'm theersty!" Quinn told him clearly starting to feel the alcohol.

"Alright there drunky, lets get you home." Finn told her getting her up.

"What? No!" Quinn yelled at him, "This is my favorite song ever! Let's dance!"

Finn only continued to laugh as she stumbled as she led him to the middle of the room.

Finn recognized the song as Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not by Thompson Square. "One of my faves." Finn thought to himself as they began to dance.

Maybe that's why it was so hard to believe
When you smiled and said to me...

Are you gonna kiss me or not
Are we gonna do this or what
I think you know I like you a lot
But you're 'bout to miss your shot
Are you gonna kiss me or not

Finn looked Quinn in her eyes and saw the faintest glimmer of hope in them. He smiled at her and looked up at the ceiling as he was not sure what to do next.

It was the best dang kiss that I'd ever had
Except for that long one after that
And I knew if I wanted this thing to last
Sooner or later I'd have to ask
For your hand

At that Finn looked back down at Quinn to be greeted by her lips on his. Finn was caught by surprise, but he couldn't help but kiss back. Before he knew it, Quinn's tongue was on the verge of entering his mouth. Finn let her and engaged back, determined to win the battle of the tongues.

After what seemed like forever, Finn broke the kiss to be greeted by stares and whispers.

"Come on Quinn, lets get you home." Finn said as he took her hand and led her out the door towards his car.

"B-but Finny! I just want to hang out with y-you!" Quinn stuttered as she reluctantly got in his car.

"We can hang out at your house silly." Finn told her as he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Okay but don't you dware leave meeee!" Quinn told him dragging out the me.

Finn just chuckled as they turned into her driveway.

"Come on now Q." Finn said as she struggled to walk, picking her up and cradling her in his arms.

"Thanks my man." Quinn told him with a kiss on the cheek as he found the key in her pocket to unlock the door. He carried her to her bed where he gently laid her down and put her under the covers. He turned to leave as he thought she was passed out when she yelled.

"No don't leave me!"

"But your mom wouldn't want me here."

"She's gone for the night, pwease stay!"

Finn just laughed as he sat on the floor next to her bed.

"No, no, no!" Quinn told him as she patted the bed behind her.

"Quinn, I don't think…"

"Finn please!"

Finn gave into her like he always did and crawled into bed as he combed his fingers through her hair.

"Finn, I just want to tell you something." Quinn told him suddenly sounding serious, although Finn knew she was obviously still under the influence.

"You can tell me anything."

"I love you still. I wreally do."

Finn smiled at how cute she sounded with her slurring.

"I love you too, Q."

Quinn snuggled up close to Finn upon hearing that and yawned. Finn just smiled and kissed the top of her head as he knew unfortunately she would probably forget all of this by tomorrow morning.

As Quinn's breathing grew heavier, he knew that she had finally fallen asleep in his arms. Finn sighed and got up to put his shoes back on.

He looked at Quinn and smiled as she looked so cute sleeping. He decided that he would take a chance and hopefully Quinn would remember tonight as took a piece of paper from her desk.

Quinn woke up early the next morning to the birds chirping with an unusually bad headache.

"What happened last night?" She thought to herself as she looked around her room, when a piece of paper on her side table caught her eye.

Q,

Call me in the morning to tell me how you feel.

Finn

"Finn?" Quinn thought aloud as the last thing she remembered was Finn taking her to Brittany's.

She picked up her phone and slowly dialed that number that she didn't have to look up.

Sorry if it's a little rough, but I was suddenly hit with this idea of a multi-chapter story. No I am not done with Songs of Love, I just needed a break from it and this was just calling my name. Reviews are great!