Well I actually got some free time to write seeing that I have a couple of days until my next final. Hopefully chapter two gets the type of reaction the first did! By the way, I have a new story about Finn that will be uploaded hopefully soon!

Oh, and this story is going to end up being M, so just a warning. Gets a little heated this chapter but nothing too bad. I'll make sure to warn you if there is any smut, no worries!

I don't own Glee, unfortunately.

Finn walked into school Monday with a smug grin on his face. The weekend he had just had? Arguably tops of his life. He was getting closer to Quinn every minute it seemed. Plus, their mack sessions were so intense these days that Finn wasn't even worried about going farther with her.

Okay, so maybe that last part was a slight lie. But hey, he was still a guy.

He saw his girlfriend down the hall and began to make his way towards her only to be cut off by the one and only Jacob Israel who shoved some newspaper into his grip. Finn raised an eyebrow as he looked at the title, The Muckraker.

The fuck was this?

He scanned the front cover when his eyes fell on something that made his stomach turn. He nearly tore the paper in half in anger as he took off towards Quinn, knocking Jacob flat on his back.

"What the hell is this?" Finn yelled as he neared Quinn. He was not going to be made out as a fool again. Fool him once, shame on him; fool him twice, shame on you.

Quinn turned around to face her fuming boyfriend; to say she was confused was the understatement of the century. She looked at him trying to figure out what he was so upset about. He practically shoved the paper in her face. She rolled her eyes before taking a step back to read it.

No freaking way. This was not happening.

"Finn, you don't honestly believe this?" Quinn hopefully asked him. Albeit she was a little pissed that he made it seem like that he believed the article right away.

Finn was too upset to even think about what he was saying, "So first Puck, and now Sam!" He nearly screamed at his soon to be ex he figured, "Am I really that terrible of a boyfriend?" The final part came out with a hint of insecurity from the quarterback.

That didn't go unnoticed by Quinn as she dragged him into the nearest empty classroom. "Finn, think about what you're accusing me of. Do you really think I'd do this to you again?

He better choose his answer wisely, because she had no problem with bringing a little appearance by 'Scary Quinn.'

Finn sighed as he leaned against the wall, "Well what am I supposed to believe? It's already happened once, and I guess I'm just still a little insecure about it." He told her as he looked anywhere but at her.

Okay, so hearing him say that hurt, really bad.

"You know what, Finn?" Quinn told him, willing the tears forming in her eyes to stay put, "If you still can't trust me, then maybe we still have some unsolved problems."

Finn grabbed her wrist to stop her from walking out of the room, "Look Quinn, I'm sorry okay." He told her figuring she'd just forgive him.

Boy, was he wrong.

Quinn took a deep breath as she turned to face him, "You, need to learn to trust me. Until then, no, you are not forgiven." With that she ripped her wrist from his grasp and walked out of the classroom leaving a dumbfounded Finn mentally kicking himself.

Okay, so going on a stakeout with Rachel might not have been his best idea. But damnit, everybody was giving him those sympathetic looks that he received after the truth about Puck and Quinn came out.

So yeah, the insecurities were a bit of a problem.

But now here he was looking at the latest edition of McKinley's newspaper, and right dab in the middle was a picture of Rachel and him spying on Quinn and Sam.

Fuck his life. He knew he should've listened to Puck when he told him that sneaking around was not meant for him when they were eight years old.

Once again, Finn was left speechless in front of the whole Glee club. His mouth was still slightly agape as he looked around for any sign of what to do next. Rachel looked at the floor, probably embarrassed. After all, hearing Quinn make him choose between her and singing with Rachel made it seem like she expected him to run off to Rachel. Luckily though before he could get to caught up in that thought, Mike nodded towards the door and he took that as an indication to go after Quinn.

He all but sprinted out the door to find his blonde girlfriend. Shit, he had really messed up this time. This might be worse than when he tried to get some ass action during their second date, but that was totally irrelevant at this point.

Fortunately, he saw Quinn turn the corner and head for what he assumed the auditorium. He ran down the hall in pursuit of the blonde and finally caught up to her just inside the doors of the auditorium.

"Quinn," Finn said as he was nearly out of breath, "Wait, please!" He practically pleaded with his girlfriend who thankfully turned around to face him, her eyes burning with tears.

His heart broke a little at the sight; he was going to fix this.

Before she could even open her mouth to presumably yell at him, he was taking a step towards her and talking.

"I get it Q," Finn told her with a solemn look on his face, "I messed up. No, I colossally fucked up. I should have trusted you more, I feel like an idiot, trust me. It's just that with our history, there was this little part of me that still hates what you did to me."

"Finn I-"

Finn cut her off, "I know it wasn't right of me to spy on you, but damnit I had to be sure. You don't understand how bad it hurt the first time, I couldn't even begin to imagine a second time. I just don't want to lose you that way, Quinn. It's just that I…" He said before he froze and looked down towards his feet.

Quinn looked at him longingly as she waited for him to finish. This apology was so close to being perfect, all he had to do was say one thing.

"I love you." Finn finally got out as he looked hopefully towards Quinn.

There it was.

Quinn didn't even say anything, just walked up to him and grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him. She was a sucker for moments like this. "I love you, too." She whispered with a smile as she pulled away.

Finn was beaming at this point, "Not bad, eh?" He asked her with a wink as he engulfed her in his arms. He held her tight as he honestly didn't really want to let go.

"Let's go to my house." Quinn almost inaudibly whispered into his shoulder as they stood there holding each other, "My mom will be at work for another three hours."

Finn practically dragged Quinn out of the auditorium and out to his truck. What? It's not like she was resisting, so no, it wasn't forcefully. Plus, he was in need of some good mackage after the stressful week they had.

They were in her bed in what seemed like seconds after they had left school, sure they were skipping Glee, but whatever.

Finn was on top of her, hungrily kissing her, making up for all the time they had lost when they were fighting. He could tell right away that there was going to be more than kissing. He wasn't complaining though, come on now.

Quinn didn't waste much time as she began to pull Finn's shirt up, breaking their kiss momentarily to pull it over his head and toss it aside. She happily reclaimed his lips as she began to rub her hands up and down his bare chest and abs.

He shuddered at her touch as he kissed his way towards her neck, finding her pulse point. He only paid short attention to that though before he moved on to her collarbone and began to nip and suck planning on leaving his mark. He knew for a fact that this would drive her wild, and when her back began to arch ever so slightly, he knew it was.

Quinn let out a soft moan as she took her right hand and rolled them over. She smiled down at him before pulling off her cardigan, leaving her in the simple white dress. Kind of cliché considering their past with the chastity ball, but that's neither here nor there.

She smiled slyly at him before slowly pulling her dress over her head, revealing her matching bra and underwear. Finn grinned eagerly before flipping them once more as he began to kiss down her body. His hands made their way to her breasts as he began to massage her breasts over her bra.

She bit her lip and moaned in approval as she slipped her hands into his hair and gently tugged him up. Finn reached her face and kissed her hard. He wanted to prove to her that he was sorry.

But it was when Quinn began to unbuckle his belt that he realized that this wasn't the right time. He honestly couldn't believe he was doing this again, but he broke the kiss and looked down to his now uneasy looking girlfriend.

"What?" She slowly asked him, wondering why he suddenly just stopped.

Finn grinned lopsidedly as he looked into her hazel eyes, "I just really love you, and I don't want our first time together to be out of anger and frustration."

He was expecting her to agree, but when he saw tears begin to outline her eyes his smile quickly disappeared, "Wait Q, what's wrong?"

"It's because I'm not as pretty as Rachel, isn't it?" Quinn asked him with a sniffle, "Or are you picturing Lucy right now." She asked him as she tried to look anywhere but at him.

Finn closed his eyes in disappointment, honestly, where did Rachel even come from? "Quinn, stop it. You're beautiful and you know that I think that. If I didn't want our first time to be after something special, I wouldn't stop." He truthfully told her, praying she'd believe him.

Quinn felt her face turn red in embarrassment. God she could overreact sometimes, how he didn't think she was psychotic was pretty amazing to her. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed that." She quietly apologized to him placing her hand on his cheek.

Finn smiled down at her before kissing her forehead, cheek and then lips. "How about after prom?" He shyly suggested, he could feel his face turn a little red. But, damn she still had this affect on him even after their recent rendezvous.

"I think that sounds perfect." Quinn told him with a smile as she leaned up to kiss him once more. "Can we at least snuggle for a little bit?" She asked him with a hopeful smile.

Finn chuckled as he grabbed his shirt and handed it to her, "Of course." He smiled when she pulled his shirt over head, letting it fall to her mid-thigh.

Quinn smiled contentedly as she snuggled into Finn's side, resting head on his shoulder. She sighed happily as he took her hand and rested their intertwined fingers on his stomach.

"You're sure lookin' good in my shirt." Finn sung quietly into Quinn's ear as he looked at his girlfriends body cuddled up next to him.

Yeah, he was a little cheesy at times.

Okay, so hopefully that was good? It took me a good amount of time to write this chapter so I really hope you enjoyed it! Review to let me know what you think or if you have any ideas! If I didn't reply to your reviews for the last chapter, they didn't go unseen! I just lost track of who I had responded to... So review and I'll be sure to reply!