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Finn had spent so much of his week barely away from his daydreams. She was constantly on his mind. He had never been fascinated over a girl like this before, except from that one time in junior high when the cheerleader took a special interest in him. Of course that ended badly and meant he had to keep away from the entire cheerleading squat for a few weeks before it was forgotten and the next dilemma took importance. But this was totally different. She was everything he wouldn't go for. It was literally the opposites were attracting and in full force. Someone who he knew his family would completely disagree on her choice of career and most likely argue about her lifestyle and then her influence on her only son.
Puck was his closest friend at work and was the only guy he could often tell any of his feelings too, he understood as a man you must be very wary about sharing that sort of stuff out loud, but Puck took it in all in and often gave him good advice. Of course it was a two-way deal and often Puck went to Finn for girl advice. "You need to get over that girl" he laughed and continued to type at his computer. They both had managed to get a basic office job after they finished school. It was that or the tire shop down the road, but this came with extra holiday and longer lunch breaks.
"I don't even know what you mean" he denied the comment. How was he being so obvious? It was like Puck was psychic. Maybe it was that actually now he thought about it.
Puck moved his desk chair across to where Finn's desk was and stopped when he noticed the donut untouched and picked it up without second-guessing. "You are so hung up on that girl, and I get you, she was a babe, but dude, it's been like 7 days" he carried on biting into the treat. "Did you even find out her name?" he asked as he moved back to his desk. He could see Paul, their boss eyeing them up from his own across the room.
He sighed. "No, no I didn't". He felt such an idiot. He didn't even know the name of the girl he couldn't get out of his mind. It was like he was trying to work it out by putting names to the image of her face in his memory and seeing if it fitted. But every name he could imagine and it made him go back to square one.
"Boys, I've been watching you chat for the last hour constantly, unless you both start working and filling out those forms I will be forced to consider other options, do we have an agreement?" Paul was fun, but when he was strict he was terrifying. It worked and the boys soon shutted up and began to type furiously into their spreadsheets as they filled out the information.
They continued to work straight through until they were dismissed as soon as the clock struck 5 o'clock. It was like a scene from a cheesy musical as everyone got up and left whatever where it was and ran towards the exit sign. No one ever stayed late and they were never expected too. Finn and Puck carried their phones in their hands as they walked out; they kept them turned off during work hours realizing they might as well keep to at least one rule during their work hours.
"You both coming again tonight? I heard that, that umm girl right? The one with brown hair you seemed to drool over is performing again tonight" Paul manly tapped Finn's chest and left him stood still in the middle of the pavement.
"Earth to Finn" Puck waved his hand in front of his friends face, as he still looked memorized.
"She's gonna be there. What time are we meeting again?" Finn asked. Suddenly something other than frown was on his face. He had spent all week in a funk and now he was finally showing signs of happiness. He knew tonight he could speak to her again.
"7pm outside okay?" Puck told him and left him to get onto his motorcycle as he drove home. Finn walked fastly as he lived only half an hour away and enjoyed the stroll after being cramped in an office building for the majority of the day. He got back and cleaned himself up. Putting on enough aftershave and groomed his hair so he looked presentable. He then choose a basic t-shirt and jeans and throwed his wallet and phone into his jean pockets before picking up his keys and walking back towards the town where the club was.
The group of lads all gathered around the entrance, Puck was the last to turn up as he decided to walk instead of riding his motorcycle, as he knew he'd end up drinking and that never ended well when he rode and drank. "Alright I'm sorry" he threw his hands up in the air.
They walked in, instantly regaining the table they had the previous week. Finn assumed this would be a regular thing now and this table was always reserved for the hard working office men that came in at 7pm every Friday night. They all ordered drinks from a different girl they didn't recognize and began to drink and relax for the first time that week.
As girls came on stage and left soon after Finn's eyes were darting continuously around the room for her. He knew she'd be here. She had to be. It was all that kept him going this week. The thought of being able to see her again was something, which now motivated him.
"Finn, dude, isn't that your girl?" Puck pointed his finger in the direction of the bar. Sure it was his girl. She was stood wearing a cute dress and mega high heels, her long brown locks had gently curls in and she had applied only light make up. She stood out incredibly due to everyone else being the complete opposite in appearances. But Finn loved that side of her. He loved looking at her and seeing how she looked naturally and comfortably.
"She isn't my girl yet" Finn muted quietly, hoping no one else heard. He wished she was his girl but not all good things happened. He slowly got up from the table after giving a glare to the rest of his colleagues as they all clapped and made football chants as he left and headed towards the direction of the beautiful brunette.
He stepped up and sat down on the bar seat as he looked towards the girl, whose name he was still clueless on and waited to be served. "Hold on a minute please" she smiled at him as she served a rowdy customer at the end who he knew the sooner she served him the sooner he'd leave her. Waiting also meant he'd get to speak to her longer alone before someone else wanted a drink.
He was looking down at his smartphone when he felt a shadow in front of him, he looked up flashing one of his cheeky smiles and instantly seeing her cheeks slightly blush. "Just a normal beer please" he asked and watched as she nodded and grabbed a glass filling it up with the appropriate liquid before placing it on the counter in front of her and asking for the money for the drink. "Here's your £2 change" she handed him the money but he immedently put his hand out and stopped her pushing it anywhere closer to him. The electricity he could feel when they're hands touched was enough for the girls cheek's to once again go bright red. "I umm sorry" she quickly looked down. "It's okay, keep it. Put it in your tip jar or whatever" he grinned. "My name is Finn by the way" he quickly allowed the words to spill out of his mouth before he chickened out of asking her name.
"Rachel, Rachel Berry" She giggled and walked off to other end of the bar to attend the drunken men again. Finn couldn't help but down the drink, not only because he needed a confidence boast but also he wanted her to come back again so he could talk to her and use her name when he spoke to her.
He searched the bar for her, as his eyes eventually found her she was getting frustrated by the men who carried on requesting her services despite being drunk and not even knowing the difference between a bar and a wild squirrel that they apparently ate earlier that day. He couldn't help but listen in as they teased her and said sexual desires to her in a whisper as they closed in closer to the bar. She was turning her head away as they chanted what they wanted to do with her. Finn stood up and walked over, he could do this.
"What do you want, want a go huh?" The older man joked as she slurred his words and could barely put a sentence together. He launched himself closer to Rachel who only backed further against the wall and tried to escape from his grip.
"Leave me alone you creep" she bite back. The girl had balls. She pushed him forcedly away from her body as she put her hands out to try avoiding his contact again.
Finn stood abruptly in front of her. He could see her head peaking around his left side, as she was confused as to what he was doing. "I think it's time you listened and left" He shouted out loudly, his voice was determined and strong. Rachel couldn't help but listen to intensively at one point she thought she was falling against his back. She felt protected for the first time since she worked here.
"Or you'll what?" he raised his eyebrow.
"How about you leave you find out why I was the quarterback in school" Finn struck back and moved his body, edging closer to the man who backed down and left the pub. With the slamming of the door he turned around to a shaken up Rachel. He opened his arms and felt her gently fall into his chest. Tonight had gone better than he expected.