A/N: This is my first fanfiction story! Sorry that this chapter isn't very long, I just want to see if you guys like it! Also, if there are any typos/grammar/tense errors, I apologize for that too! It's 3 a.m & I tried my best! Hope you enjoy!

I Do Not Own Glee! (If I did Fuinn would still be together)

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Finn Hudson let out a groggy sigh as he hit the off button on his alarm clock. It was the start of a new week and he was definitely not prepared. For the past few weeks, he just couldn't sleep. His mind was just too restless. The reason for his sleep deprivation was strange. His thoughts weren't about school. They weren't about football. They weren't even about his girlfriend, Rachel Berry. No, not one of these things was the cause of his constant, never-ending thoughts. It was always her. Quinn Fabray. His ex-girlfriend. There was one question he couldn't answer: Why?

It had been a few weeks since Finn had broken up with Quinn at the funeral. The thought of that day is still painful for him to think about. As much as he believed his choice to choose Rachel was right, he couldn't stand to see Quinn hurting. After all, she was his first love.

There was a time when Finn could imagine marrying the beautiful blonde and raising a family with her. Of course, that idea was abruptly forgotten as soon as he found out that she had cheated on him with his best friend Puck and had lied to him about the baby being his. The betrayal and hurt he had felt broke his heart. However, it wasn't long before he forgave her and gave their relationship another chance. Quinn Fabray had an effect on him that no other person had. He didn't know whether it was her breathtaking hazel eyes or her intoxicating smile that caused his heart to skip a beat. Whatever the reason, he believed that they could make it.

His feelings became conflicted during one of the many occasions he would sing with the one and only Rachel Berry. Although many people believed that Rachel was an annoying dwarf, as Santana Lopez would put it, she was so much more to Finn. He believed that she understood him more than any other person could. Rachel made him feel like a completely different person whenever he was around her, and Finn loved it. He couldn't deny that he was in love with her her, even though he was with Quinn. At the funeral, he came to the conclusion that he and Rachel just had a bond that couldn't be severed. Though it broke his heart again, he just couldn't be with Quinn any longer. It was time to move on.

Finn let out a sigh as he rolled out of bed. Glancing at the clock, he let out a frustrated sigh. 6:35 a.m. He had been lying in bed for the past 15 minutes letting his thoughts overwhelm him once again and he was running late. Finn quickly took a shower, called out a hasty goodbye to his mom and step dad, and was out the door with a Poptart in his mouth by 6:47 a.m. He then hopped into his car and drove to school, refusing to let his mind wander anymore, especially to Quinn Fabray.

The first 3 periods of the day flew by quickly and, luckily, without any thoughts of Quinn. As he was heading to lunch, he spotted Rachel.

"Hey!" Rachel greeted him cheerfully.

"Hi there!" Finn replied with his signature grin as he leaned in to give her a quick kiss.

Rachel smiled as she started to blush. "How was your weekend?"

'It was great! Oh, and I was thinking about my ex the whole time! What about yours?' Knowing that Rachel wouldn't want to hear that, Finn forced a smile and said, "Great! What about yours?"

As Rachel started to give Finn a long and detailed version of her weekend, which included something about new animal sweaters and a Broadway musical, Finn briefly let his eyes wander. He loved her, but Rachel had her moments when she just needed to be quiet. Or learn to summarize things better. As his eyes swept the hallway, his gaze landed on her.

She was at her locker, grabbing a Spanish book. Finn couldn't help but think how beautiful she looked. She was wearing a patterned blue and white dress, which Finn noticed fit her figure perfectly, with a blue cardigan; her blonde locks framing her face just right. Finn couldn't help but smile as he remembered how much Quinn loves to wear dresses and how good they all look on her. 'What are you doing? You're dating Rachel! Stop staring at your ex, Finn!' He chided himself. He then momentarily gave Rachel his attention once more.

"… The song that she sang was absolutely beautiful! Although I know I could perform it way better than her…" Rachel was still going on about her weekend. Finn sighed inwardly as he slowly slid his gaze back to Quinn. At that moment, she looked over in his direction and her eyes locked with his for the first time in weeks. Even from a distance, Finn could still feel the full force of her captivating hazel eyes. He could feel his heart skip a beat in his chest, just like it would only weeks before. He could see some type of emotion flicker in her eyes, but he couldn't fully decipher it. Hurt? Longing? Hatred? They held each other's gazes for a few more seconds before Quinn quickly looked away, closed her locker, and headed off in another direction. 'What just happened?' Finn thought to himself in confusion as he slowly moved his gaze away from the direction Quinn disappeared into and gave his attention back to Rachel.

"… And that's what happened!" Rachel finished with a cheerful smile.

Finn plastered a small smile on his face and replied in a forced happy voice, "That's great!" He then wrapped an arm around Rachel's waist and they headed off to the cafeteria. As they walked, Finn couldn't keep his mind off of the blonde and the unreadable message in her eyes.

After buying a small lunch consisting of a Dr. Pepper and a bag of Doritos, Finn headed over to his usual table where Puck, Rachel, Artie, Mike, Tina, Kurt, and Mercedes were seated. He greeted everyone cheerfully then took a seat next to Rachel. As usual, everybody was talking about their weekend and Finn wasn't in the mood to listen, so instead he decided to let his eyes wander around. Once again, his eyes fell on Quinn Fabray. She was sitting at a table with Santana, Brittany, and a few other girls Finn didn't remember the names of. Santana leaned in closer to the table and said something, which resulted in the whole table to burst into a laughing fit. Even with all the noise in the cafeteria, Finn could hear Quinn's laugh loud and clear. Man, did he miss her laugh. It felt like years had passed since the last time he heard that musical sound. As Finn thought about it, he was aware that the last memory he had with Quinn was of her crying. That wasn't right. He needed to make her laugh, at least one more time. As he continued to think, he also realized that he needed to make her smile again. Hell, he needed to talk to her again! He missed the ways that she would tease him and in turn he'd cause her to blush. She's so adorable whenever she blushes… Her mean Quinn face is adorable too! I mean, after you get over the fear part. I should really-

It was then that a tater tot smacked Finn right in the face. He quickly snapped out of his thoughts and looked around the table. Everybody was giggling, and Puck was just grinning at him. After giving Puck a glare, Finn asked in an annoyed tone, "What do you want Puckerman?"

"Dude, I've asked you about 5 times if you wanted to come to my party on Friday!" Puck replied in an equally annoyed tone.

Not really thinking it over, Finn asked, "Why are you throwing a party?"

Puck scoffed. "I'm Puckzilla. That's reason enough. Well, actually, alcohol and girls are two perks," A smirk crossed Puck's features as he added, "and girls who drink alcohol are definitely a bonus!"

Finn glared at Puck once more before Puck hastily said, "I'm just kidding bro! But I do need my wingman there with me!"

Finn rolled his eyes at Puck's response. "Fine, I'll be there. Who else is going?"

"Well, I basically invited everybody. It's been awhile since Lima has seen a real party. This one is going to go down in the history books!"

Finn couldn't help but think if by everybody, he meant Quinn too.

Before he knew what he was doing, the words slipped out of his mouth. "Is Quinn going to be there?"

Everybody at the table shared glances with each other and Rachel just stared at Finn with a questioning look. Realizing what he just said, Finn quickly added, "Y-You know, because she hasn't really been going out much. Plus everybody from Glee can catch up and party together! All of us out of our element! It'll be great!" Even Finn had to admit that sounded pretty lame.

"Yeah, she'll be there." Puck said in a quiet voice.

After a few more seconds of awkward silence, conversations began to gradually pick up around the table. Finn turned to Rachel, who was still giving him a questioning look, and asked her if she was able to go to the party.

Rachel looked at him a second longer before moving her gaze to the table. "Well, after everything that happened at the last party I attended with alcohol, and getting puked on by Brittany, I refuse to participate in an environment with alcohol ever again."

A small smile crossed Finn's face as he thought about that disaster known as 'Alcohol Awareness Week.' Suddenly, he became a little nervous. "You don't mind if I go, right? I promise I won't get drunk!"

Rachel snapped her head up at that and grinned at him. "I know you won't. Relationships are built on trust, and I know that I can trust you!" A giggle escaped her lips as she added, "You have my permission to go!" Finn smiled as he gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

After talking to her for a few more minutes, Rachel turned to her side and began talking to Tina. Since lunch was about to end, Finn decided to steal another glance at Quinn. He suddenly felt an excitement building in the pit of his stomach about the party. This would be his chance to hang out with Quinn since that horrible day of the break-up. He could make things better between them. No, he would make things better between them. As the bell rang, Finn knew that Friday night would truly be a night to remember.