Chapter 1

After a rough day of rehearsing Rachel finally arrived at the building. Her feet were killing her after Santana forgot to pick her up and she had to take the subway and walk the rest of the way home. Looking at her phone once again she noticed Santana still hadn't called her back. The next time she would see her, she would kindly remind her of the dangers of a girl walking home alone at night in this city.

She entered the elevator and leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes. She couldn't wait for that hot shower and that glass of wine she'd been craving all day. At the sound of the elevator doors opening she opened her eyes again, but she wasn't really looking where she was going.

She let out a tiny scream when she stumbled on something in front of her. Before she could hit the ground she felt someone's arms around her. Looking up at a pair of beautiful brown eyes made Rachel gasp. She didn't recognize the handsome, tall stranger holding her. Who was this person and what was he doing in her hallway? Her thoughts were interrupted when the man started talking.

"I am so sorry. I didn't think anyone would still be in here at this time. I should've been more careful with where I put my boxes. Are you okay?" He sounded genuinly concerned about her. He helped her back on her feet but still had his arms around her. It took a little while for Rachel to process what he had just said.

"I'm fine. Wait...your boxes? What are all those doing here?" She asked drawing her eyebrows together. This whole situation seemed a bit odd to her.

"Oh, well, I'm moving into my appartment today. These are the last of my boxes. Do you live on this floor too?" He asked her and he finally let go of her. The sudden loss of contact dissapointed her a little. Weird. She didn't even know this guy and he already had this effect on her.

"Yeah, I'm in appartment 4C. Which one's yours?" She wondered.

"Ah, looks like I'll be living next door to you. I'm in 4D. I look forward to seeing you around, neighbor." He winked as he held out his hand. After a little hesitation she took his hand and shook it. Hopefully he hadn't noticed the blush creeping up her cheeks. Even though her hand was much smaller than his, it seemed to fit perfectly into his.

"It was very nice meeting you,..."

"Finn. Finn Hudson." He smiled an adorable half smile and what was that? Was that a dimple? No one should be allowed to look that good just by smiling.

"Finn." She smiled back at him. "I'm Rachel, by the way."

"Well, Rachel. I guess I'll see you around." He let go of her hand and turned back to carrying his boxes inside.

"See you around, Finn." She got her keys out of her purse and made her way to her appartment door after almost tripping again. Boy, was this this going to be interesting...

A/N:Is this something anyone would like for me to continue? Reviews are appreciated.