Brody's lips were ferociously attacking mine. I would be lying if I said that I hadn't wanted this to happen since seeing him walk out of the showers in the co-ed bathroom a few weeks ago. But somehow it still felt wrong. I would rather be here doing this with Finn right now to be perfectly honest, but that can't happen because he's god knows where probably getting himself killed in some desert. I like Brody, but my heart lies with Finn.
I hear a knock from the door. I pull my face away from Brody's to get up and answer it.
"That's probably Kurt forgetting his keys, I'll be one second!"
"No problem." Brody said sincerely.
I pull the door open and I am completely and utterly shocked to see who is standing before me. Finn Hudson. Here! At the door of MY apartment in New York! My jaw drops. Finn's face bears a massive smile.
"He-" He stops what he was going to say as the smile fades when he notices Brody in the background. His gaze falls down to me.
I'm speechless. What am I supposed to say?! Thankfully Brody gets up and comes over to where Finn and I are standing in the doorway.
"Hey, is something wrong?" Brody asks looking at me confused.
"Uh… um..." Is all I can seem to utter.
Brody looks up to Finn and recognizes his face from the several pictures I had showed him over the weeks they've known each other. I take it that he understands the predicament I am in.
"Listen, I better get going. Hey I'll see you in class tomorrow Rach."
"Oh, right, yeah." I say with a smile while Brody waves goodbye and exits the apartment walking past Finn and I.
Finn looks back down at me, his smile seeming to appear again as he takes a step into my apartment. "Who was that?"
"That's just my friend Brody from school." I say following Finn into the apartment.
"Awesome! How's Nyada going anyway?"
"Don't try to avoid the real question here Finn, and try to act all normal like nothing has happened! What are you doing here?! Why aren't you in the army? I say sounding angry with him.
"Ok, ok, I know it's strange that I just appeared at your place out of the blue, but the army didn't really work out." He says taking off his backpack and taking a seat on the couch.
I walk over to sit beside him on the couch. My voice now sounding less aggressive and more caring than it was a moment ago. "What do you mean it didn't work out?"
"Well long story short I shot myself in the leg and they sent me home my second week in." He sighed.
"Oh my god Finn! Are you alright? Is it healed?" I pause and think for a second "Wait, your second week in?! That was months ago Finn! What have you been doing since?" My voice yet again gaining its aggressive tone.
"Don't worry I'm completely healed. But I know I should have come her to be with you as soon as I had found out but, I didn't. I needed time to think about everything. I'm sorry." He says as his hand finds a new resting place upon my knee.
"Well, I guess I understand. I mean I would have preferred you called me or contacted me in some way rather than leaving me questioning your whereabouts, but nevertheless I'm glad you are here now." I say planting a kiss on his cheek and placing my hand over top of the hand on my knee.
"Thanks. I mean I was really afraid I'd come back and you would be so angry with me and wouldn't want to see me."
"Finn, I would never, ever be that way. I love you, you know that right?" I say as my hand leaves his and rubs his shoulder reassuringly.
"Yeah, I know. I love you too." He pauses and a second later his lips crash against mine, the feeling of electricity runs through me upon this action. His hands move to cup my face. Kissing Finn is nothing new or strange, but this time it was different than the others. It is probably due to the fact that we haven't seen each other in months, since us "breaking up" at the train station after graduation on our "wedding day". I didn't want this moment to end, it was perfect.
Our mouths break apart from each other. Both our eyes open again as they lock in a romantic gaze. "Welcome back." I say smiling.
