This is my first fic ever so please give me some credit. Rated M for a reason. Reviews are always appreciated.
*Disclaimer* Obviously, I do not own Glee or any of the characters. (I wish!)
She was literally jumping in her seat. She was gonna see him again. It's been 7 years since they've last seen other. She remembers it so clearly.
They were both wandering around the park aimlessly, trying to stretch out her last day knowing that she was leaving in the morning. His left arm was thrown over her shoulders. Her right arm was wrapped around the small of his back while her left hand was holding his right one. To any bystanders you would think they were a couple, but they weren't. They were best friends and this was a natural thing for them. It was the summer before high school and she had just broken the news that she was moving to New York in a week.
"Do you really have to leave?" He asked already knowing the answer to the question. "It's not like I have a choice Finn. I'm sure it's for the best." She was frowning. This was not how she planned to spend her summer, moping around about leaving her best friend. "You don't really believe that, do you?" He always knew how she really felt. "Uh... maybe?" She answered it as a question because she wasn't so sure. He pulled away quickly and confusion quickly spread over her face as she stared at him.
"Rachel, you can't leave! How am I supposed to get through high school without you?" He was basically yelling her at this point. She wasn't mad though. She knew he wasn't doing it on purpose, he was just hurt. "Finn-" before she could say what she could reply though, he grabbed her face in his hands and pressed his lips against hers. After a while, she reciprocated as their lips started dancing together. She quickly realized what was happening and pushed him away. She arched an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation. "I...I...", he rapidly searched through his brain for an excuse as to why he just kissed his best friend. "I didn't want my first kiss to be with a stranger." She nodded and they returned to their previous position. He internally sighed, grateful that she didn't need a further explanation.
After more mindless walking, she turned to him with a huge grin on her face. He looked at her confused, how could she possibly be smiling at a time like this. "Let's make a deal. Well, more like a pact. In 7 years, we'll meet up in a cafe somewhere in NY." She watched as the smile spread across his face, which was quickly replaced by confusion. "Wait, why 7 years? Why not an even number?" She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Because we were 7 years old when we first met. So it should be like our lucky number." She said the smile spreading across her face. He pulled her into a tight hug. She breathed in his scent trying to remember it. At the same time, he breathed in her scent to remember her. This was the hardest he'd ever have to do. "Deal." He said so quietly she wasn't sure if she'd heard it.
She was taking deep breaths to try to stop herself from hyperventilating when she felt someone tap her shoulder...
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