Oh my gosh thank you for all the amazing reviews for the last chapter! I totally didn't expect that AT ALL! You guys are awesome!

So because of the pretty amazing reaction I got to the first chapter, I decided to update tonight. Here's the second chapter. Hope you like it :)

Finn and Rachel were lying on his bed looking through possible duets they could sing together that week in Glee Club, when completely out of the blue Finn asked, "How did your date with your flawless model boyfriend go then?"

Rachel tensed at the tone he used. She'd never heard him speak like that to her before; especially not when he was talking about somebody she truly cared about. Was he… jealous? No. There was no chance. Was there?

"Rach?" He prompted her. He wasn't even remotely interesting in their date but there had been an awkward silence for quite some time and he just wanted his best friend to talk. He figured asking her about him (he couldn't even bring himself to mention the guy's name), was the easiest way to get her chatting.

"It was great. We had an amazing time together," Rachel responded as her mind was working in overdrive trying to think why Finn would be jealous. It was probably because now she had another man in her life, Finn thought she wouldn't spend as much time with him. In that case, there was no reason for his jealousy. Rachel adored her best friend time with Finn and wouldn't swap that for any guy. Ever.

"Awesome, glad to hear it," Finn said through clenched teeth. "Has he kissed you yet?"

"Finn!"

"Well, has he?" Finn asked again.

"That is absolutely none of your business, Finn Hudson," Rachel told him firmly, too him embarrassed to tell him the truth that, yes, Sam had gone to kiss her but she'd been too afraid and ran away.

"I can tell when you're being honest and when you're hiding something, Rach. I think you're forgetting just how well I know you. Come on, speak up."

Rachel sighed. He did have a point. "He wanted to kiss me but I chickened out. Ok? Are we done here? Can we go back to choosing our duet? I was thinking No Air, I love that song and I think our voices would work great together in it."

"Rach, don't change the subject. Why didn't you want to kiss Sam? I thought you liked him. I thought he was supposed to be 'the one.'"

Rachel glared at him. "I don't know. I've always had this dream of my perfect first kiss. Who it would be with, where and when. With Sam, it just didn't feel right to me."

"But you two are still together, right?" Finn could not hide the hope on his face.

"Yes, of course we are." Rachel looked horrified at what he was suggesting. "We had a very grown-up conversation about things this morning and he understands. We're perfectly fine now, in fact, we're better than before."

"Excellent," Finn muttered sarcastically. "So anyway, who's this perfect guy you want to have your perfect first kiss with?"

"I'm not telling," Rachel said, her cheeks reddening simply at the thought. She'd had the dream a long, long time ago and her feelings had obviously changed since then. She'd realised best friends was all they'd ever be and she was totally fine with that. She'd moved on. She was with Sam now and she was happy.

"Come on! I'm your bestest friend in the whole wide world!" Finn tried using the puppy dog eyes she always used on him when she wanted something, but was unsuccessful as Rachel just fell back laughing at him.

He leaned over her, glaring at her playfully. "What are you laughing at, Berry?"

"Your face! You look hilarious!" She said between bursts of laughter.

"Meanie," Finn replied, sounding very childlike. "You will pay for that."

"How exactly?"

Finn didn't say anything, simply reaching his hands under her armpits and tickling her most ticklish spot. Then he ran his hands down her sides, laughing loudly as she squirmed from side to side.

"Stop! Oh my god, Finn! Stop it!" She squeaked, slapping his arms away. "You know how ticklish I am! I hate you so much!"

"No you don't. You love me," He stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"No."

"Yeah, you do," He argued, smirking at her as he continued tickling her sides.

"Not anymore I don't. You… You… Jerk."

"Wow Rach," Finn said teasingly. "That one really hurt."

"Shut up!" She whined. "And stop tickling me!"

"No way, not until you tell me who you want to kiss."

"Finn. Don't."

"What? Too chicken to say it?"

"Finn, shut the hell up!" Rachel squealed, still under attack from Finn's fingers. "I'm not going to tell you!"

"Fine, then I'll just keep on tickling…"

"It's you, ok?" Rachel yelled. "You're the person I wanted to have my first kiss with. You happy now?"

"Yep," He grinned.

Rachel rolled her eyes at him.

"So you kind of love tall, awkward guys then, huh?"

"Don't get cocky, Finn Hudson. I don't feel the same way anymore," She lied. "Can we just get back to our duet? Forget this ever happened?"

"You just told me you want to kiss me, how can I forget that?" Finn was still very much in shock; Rachel Barbra Berry, his best friend that he'd been secretly in love with for years, felt the same way about him.

"I don't know, but you have to. I have a boyf-" Rachel was cut off when Finn's lips pressed against hers. It wasn't a long kiss, but it was enough for her to feel a spark between the two of them.

"I'm so sorry! Oh my god!"

Rachel furrowed her brow, wondering what he was sorry for. That kiss was pure perfection, just as she'd guessed it would be.

"Y- You should p- probably go. I- I'll… I might see you at school tomorrow," Finn stuttered, climbing away from her, his head ducked down so he couldn't see her face.

"Um, sure. Bye Finn…" She tried to kiss him once more before she walked out, but he turned his head away, a tight smile on his face.

Did he not like her anymore after realising what kissing her was like? Did he no longer want to be with her? Was she really that bad?

Rachel cried all the way back to her house, positive her relationship with Finn was destroyed.

Back in his bedroom, Finn was beating himself up over the kiss. What had he done that for? She wasn't single anymore, wasn't his to kiss. He'd screwed everything up now and Rachel would hate him forever.

He wasn't afraid to let a small tear slip down his cheek.

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