so this chapter is a bit longer for you! i hope i dont dissapoint! :)


"Finn! I'm home!" sang Rachel at the top of her lungs.

"I'm in the kitchen!" he replied, almost too quickly.

She placed her bag down on the bench in the hallway and ran into the kitchen to greet her best friend with a smile.

"You'll never guess who stopped by Rach…."

"Better not have been that complete assho," she looked up,"….dad…and….dad….what are you doing here?"

"It's not a crime to want to see our beautiful baby girl, is it?" answered the tall, black man.

"No, of course not daddy," Rachel said, forcing a smile.

"So are you two married yet?" asked the other, short, Jewish man.

Rachel blushed. Her father's always joked about the two of them being together but for some reason this was the only topic Rachel couldn't keep her cool about. Fortunately, Finn didn't seem to have the same problem.

"Getting there Mr Berry, I just have to pry her away from her adoring boyfriend!"

"Ah, yes, how is the boyfriend? When we get to meet him?" said the first man.

"It's ok Finn, I'm ready to tell them…" sighed Rachel.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Jessie and I," she began, "well, we broke up. Along time ago. It's been a year, in fact," she looked at the floor and Finn put his arm around her.

"Why didn't you tell us?" said both her fathers.

"I knew how much you loved hearing that I had found someone! I just felt like when we broke up, I was breaking up with the both of you as well. It's complicated but I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about it,"

"You've been lying to us for a year…."

"No!" she exclaimed, "It's not like that! It's more complicated!"

"I just hope you haven't made a mistake Rachel. We're worried about you ending up alone! We watched Bridget Jones Diary last night and we thought of you, as Bridget, but before she meets Colin Firth…"

"I broke up with him because I found someone better!" yelled Rachel.

"What?" said her fathers.

"Yeah, what?" added Finn.

She hated disappointing her parents, so she thought this little lie would get her out of a situation and she could fix it all up later.

"I've met someone else! But you have to go now, we're expecting guests, so please, next time call before you come over so I can make you both dinner!," she said with a smile.

After rapidly closing the door behind her parents she slowly turned around to see Finn, standing there with a bewildered look upon his face.

"You better not be talking about the salad guy, Rach…"

She waved her hand in his face to shush him, "I haven't met anyone, I just needed them off my back!"

"Rachel…before you came they were telling me about your cousin Quinn…something about a wedding….and you bringing your boyfriend?"

"…Are you telling me that I need to bring my made-up boyfriend to my cousins wedding?" she whispered.

All Finn could do was nod, with a grin on his face, "good luck Berry," he said, returning to the kitchen to finish making dinner.

Let me get this straight, she thought to herself, Quinn is having a wedding. They thought I was going to bring Jessie. I told them Jessie and I had broken up. They freaked, I lied and said I had a new, better boyfriend. I have now given my imaginary boyfriend an invitation to Quinn's wedding. Good job Rachel. You've really outdone yourself.

"Oh Shit!" she yelled, as she ran upstairs to have a shower. What the hell had she gotten herself into?


She slowly rubbed in the moisturiser, spreading it up and down her long, thin legs. A shower was always relaxing and it gave her time to think. She didn't get very far into her plan as the thought of how much all this hot water was costing her felt much more important. She put on her little green shorts and walked over to her bed to put her top on. Finn walked in and saw her sliding her t-shirt down the bare of her back. Her ass in those shorts looked so cute; he had to swallow before he could speak.

"I made you some hot chocolate," he said, holding it up to prove that he wasn't just there to bother her.

She didn't say anything, she just nodded and smiled.

He sat next to her on the bed and began stroking her hair, "what's wrong Rach?"

"When you look at me….do you see Bridget Jones?" she said, trying to fight back soft sobs.

"Of course not, you know that!"

"Do you mean it?"

"Yes! So, you're single! Who cares? I'm single, and I'm happy!"

"Oh please, you could have any girl you want Finn, you're just too lazy to go and meet one!" she laughed.

She sat up, kneeling on the bed and she held his face, "I have an idea…you might think I'm crazy," she began.

Finn licked his lips while staring at hers, "what is it?" he asked, his palms getting sweaty.

She moved her hands from his face, down his chest and intertwined them with his, "well…you and I have been best friends for years now, right?"

He nodded and he couldn't help but smile. He knew where this was going and he was happier than he had been in a long time. She was always in and out of relationships, so he figured she wasn't ready for a serious one, but now, in this very moment in time she was going to proposition him with the idea to give a relationship between the two of them a go. And he would be more than willing to agree.

"So I can't believe we never thought of this before!" she proclaimed, "We should have done this ages ago. It would have saved me from a lot of horrible dates. You were right there all along and I was just too stupid to see it!"

"Rachel…I - "

"You should set me up with one of your friends!" she said, beaming, as if she had just invented microwave popcorn.

Finn's face was frozen in pure shock as he tried to process the information.

"I need a date for the wedding! So I figure if I meet one of you friends, he'll be something like you, which is good because I love you! Therefore – perfect boyfriend, right? I know, I'm amazing. Hold you're applause until the end."

Finn took a deep breath and began to smile as he thought of a plan of his own, "sure, anything for you Rachel,"

She cheered and hugged him, pushing him down on the bed which started a tickle fight, surprisingly enough, Rachel was winning. She knew where he was most ticklish – just under his neck.

After Finn admitted defeat, he left her bedroom and sighed.

"Let the games begin," he said to himself.

"Let the games begin," Rachel whispered, as she slowly drifted off into a dream.


i have some idea where this story will go! does anyone know what Finn's plan is? ;) remember to review so that i know which way you want the story to go, or if you like it as it is! :)