I would like a thank everyone for the reviews and story follows! this is my first story ever, so that means a lot that y'all are liking it. shoutout to mnpn, Fuinn123, and CrazyFuinnja because your fuinn stories were some of the first i read and loved and made me want to write this story. And i am letting y'all know now, i have a busy summer, and cannot update every day, but i will be sure to have a chapter up within every three or four days. thanks again, and hope you like the story!
I don't own glee or the characters
Third point of view
Chapter 3
"We won't hesitate
To break down the guarding gate
There's not much time left today, yeay"
"Come on, Quinn! Sing with me!"
"Life is a highway, I wanna ride it
All night long
If you're going my way, I wanna drive it
All night long"
Instead of singing, Quinn just keeps her hand over her face, hoping no one will see her with this crazy man singing at the top of his lungs. They have about thirty more minutes in their drive to Shake It. She finally takes a peek between her fingers and sees Finn staring at her with a big smile. He is bobbing his head to the beat. This makes her laugh; he still knows how to look goofy and cute at the same time.
"Sorry, I don't sing"
"…You know you're in glee club right?"
"… Right, ha, sorry, I forgot for a second. Would you have believed someone two years ago if they told us we would be in glee club?"
"Not a chance. But I am glad that we are in glee club. Not only did I meet new friends, but I learned a lot about myself."
"Same here. The last two years have been hard for me and glee club actually helped me through a lot of it. I don't need a cheerios uniform or even my father to make me happy. If anything they were just holding me back. Don't get me wrong, I miss cheerleading, but it was becoming toxic and I don't need that. You reminded me that the night of the championship game. Its something I can leave in my past, for now at least.
"And what about your dad?"
"My dad? Well there is something that can stay in the past." Quinn turns her head towards the window.
"do you… you know, want to talk about it?"
"No. There is nothing to talk about, I am nothing to him and he is nothing to me."
"Come on Quinn, you don't.."
"I SAID NO! WHAT ARE YOU NOT UNDERSTANDING?"
"Hey, calm down. Look, I'm just trying to…"
"Help me? Comfort me? YOU LOST THE RIGHT TO DO THAT WHEN YOU DUMPED ME, FINN!"
"Don't use the word dumped! It makes me sound like a jerk… And since I am not your boyfriend anymore, I can't even be your friend? I can't do nice things like comfort you or open your door or be your chicken partner? WHY DON'T YOU JUST MAKE ME A LIST OF THE THINGS I CAN DO!"
"YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING, OKAY? God, why did I even get in this stupid car?"
"Because we're friends! And we can do this kind of stuff together!"
"How on earth are we suppose to be friends!"
"What does that mean?"
"Forget it."
"No, tell me!"
"Remember when I said you can't do anything? THAT INCLUDES TALKING!
"FINE!"
"FINE!"
Finn turns the radio up.
I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
Quinn slams the volume dial, leaving the car in silence. Neither of them say anything in the fear of saying the wrong thing or being yelled at. The only thing that could be heard for the rest of the drive is the passing cars.
Finn parks in the empty parking lot of Shake it. He slams his car door shut as he walks towards the entrance. Quinn takes a deep breath before exiting the car and following him. She walks in the door and sees Finn already at the counter.
"So that's going to be, I think, fourteen milky blue shakes. Umm, I am going to take twelve to go and two here, but I will pay for them all now."
Quinn walks up beside him. "Hey, I will pay for half of it."
"No, its okay. I am working this summer, so I got it."
"Finn, don't be silly, I'll…"
"I SAID I GOT IT!" he cuts her off. Quinn looks at the cashier and her eyes are wide by the sudden out burst. She decides it would be best to just end the argument there and backs away from the counter. She knows she can't spend another two hours in the car like this, let alone sitting across a small table drinking shakes. She has to do something. As their two shakes come out and Finn begins to carry them to a table, Quinn grabs the back of his shirt and turns him around. They stare at each other. Quinn can't take his eye contact and looks to the floor before she begins talking.
"Look, I um… I don't like to talk about my dad. There are a lot of issues there and yes I need to get them out, but that's not your burden to bear. I am sorry I lost it in the car. I don't remember everything I said… but I know I didn't mean them. You were just trying to talk and I did a complete one eighty on you. I'm sorry, Finn"
She looks back into Finn's eyes. He stares down on her with a soft smile and then gestures toward an empty table by the window. They sit down across from each other and begin to drink their shakes.
"It was weird, you know. One minute we are having a good time, and the next you are yelling at me. I didn't like that. But I am sorry for the way I reacted too. I shouldn't have tried to push your personal life so hard. I just don't want to see you unhappy or hurt. You still mean a lot to me, Quinn." He places his hand over hers.
"Thank you. And its not because its you, I just don't want to talk to everyone about that kind of stuff." She starts to rub her thumb over his fingers, but then pulls away when she realizes how intimate the situation is getting. "Lets move on to a different topic, shall we. You're working this summer?"
"Um, yeah! At a good pay too, so I don't mind paying for the shakes."
"Burt's shop?"
"Ha, no actually. Waiter at the breadsticks. I volunteer at the shop every now and then, but just wanted to try something new."
"Good for you. You better give me free refills or something."
Finn laughs, "Of course." He drinks more of his shake. "Hey, remember when I first brought you here?"
"You mean our first official date?"
"It wasn't the first date! We went out tons before that!"
"I am not counting those little trips out to the lake with the football team and cheerleaders. Coming here was the first time we did something romantic and alone." Quinn looks out the window and raises her finger. "It was raining and we parked right there."
-FASHBACK-
"Ah! Hurry up, hurry up! Close the door!"
Finn and Quinn are soaking wet from the rain. Finn turns the car engine on to put on the heat.
"Okay, okay, heater on, here is a towel… wait, oh no, I forgot straws and napkins!" He starts to get out the car but she stops him.
"Finn so can't go back out there, it's not worth it! We can't even go anywhere until this storm passes. Uh, all of this for a shake?"
"I promise, it will be the best shake you ever tasted!"
"I'll hold you to that, Hudson."
They both put the cups to their mouth and take a sip. Quinn is actually impressed; it is better than she thought it would be. She looks up at Finn. He seems to be enjoying it as well. In fact, he was enjoying it so much that he got some shake on his nose. Quinn covers her mouth and turns away to laugh.
"What's wrong? Is it not good? I'll get another one for you."
"No, it's not that. Umm, ha… you um got some milky blue on your nose."
Finn reaches up and touches his nose. "Damnit! And I forgot the napkins!"
"It's okay, it's okay, here." Quinn takes the towels he gave her and gently wipes his nose clean. "All better."
"Yeah, Thanks." Finn stares at Quinn as she takes some more of her shake. He can't believe that he is dating the Quinn Fabray. And even more, he can't believe this side of her that he is seeing. So unguarded. Quinn just notices that he is staring at her and smirks.
"So Finn, what's it like dating the head cheerleader?" she asks leaning toward him.
Finn also leans over a bit, "Well, so far so good. How does it feel dating the quarterback?"
"Its okay I guess," her grin getting wider.
"Does this make it better?" and with that he kisses her. She brings her hand to the back of his neck to bring him closer to her. The kiss gets heavy and finn begins to kiss Quinn's neck, making her moan.
"Ha, you know, if you keep moaning like that Fabray, we will have to move this to the backseat."
Suddenly, the grip on his neck was gone, along with the moans. Quinn leans away from him, almost in shock. Finn realizes his mistake.
"Quinn, I'm sorry, that was just a bad joke. I know your beliefs and respect them and would never pressure you into anything. That was just me trying to be smooth. I'm not smooth! I'm the unsmoothest! Puck has just been telling me stupid things lately. Stupid puck! Its his fault! He.."
"Finn!" Quinn interrupted, "It's okay. I was shocked by what you said, but if you really mean that you won't pressure me into anything, then I'm okay."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I believe you. But I do think that you should ignore advice from Puck."
"Yeah, I can agree with that. I… I really like you Quinn and I don't want anything to come between us."
"I feel the same way" she leans back over to kiss him. "And you were right. Best. Shake. Ever."
-END OF FLASHBACK-
"It seems like so long ago, doesn't like?" Finn says, looking away from their sacred parking place.
"Yeah, a lot has changed. But that was a great night."
Finn sees a hint of sadness in Quinn's eyes. He wonders if it is because of him. "So, um listen, back in the car… you said… you said something along the lines of we can't be friends. Why?"
Quinn's eyes turn to him. She almost looks like she is going to cry. She lets out a deep breath. "A lot has happened between us, Finn. And I know you have moved on, but the scar is still fresh for me. I think it would be better if we took some time by ourselves… away from each other… it's easier that way and I am sure it will help Rachel sleep at night."
"…But this isn't about Rachel, this is about you and me. I don't think I could just not talk to you, Quinn. You still mean too much to me. I… I want to be your friend… I don't want to loose you from my life."
"Finn…"
"No, Quinn, I'm serious. After everything that happened with Puck, we became friends again. Well, kind of. And this is the same situation… kind of. Besides, we see each other too much to not be friends."
"You really think we can be friends after everything?"
"Yes, we have to put the past behind us, start a new." He gives her that Finn smile, the only smile that can make Quinn agree to anything. Just like at the championship game.
"Okay."
"O.. Okay?"
"Okay, we can be friends."
Finn let out a breath of relief. "Great. That's great. Another check for my great summer list." He drinks the rest of his shake then nervously looks back at her. "So... um, as your friend, can I ask you a question?" Quinn nods her head. "Um… are… are you dating Sam again?" Right as it left his mouth Finn felt stupid for asking. Quinn raises her eyebrows, a little surprised by the question. But then she chuckles.
"That sounds more like a nosy ex boyfriend question than a friend question." Finn glares out the window, not able to look at her out of embarrassment. "But the answer is no, I am not dating Sam, or anyone else." His head shoots back towards Quinn's direction. He didn't say everything but she could see he looks almost relieved.
"Um, well," he clears his throat, "I am sure you will find someone soon. Maybe this summer even. Hey, we should probably head back; it's a long drive. Um, I will got get the shakes and meet you in the car."
Finn gets up from the table. As he is walking away Quinn calls his name. "Finn!" he turns back toward her. "We're friends now, right?" Finn gives her a hopeful smile and nods his head. "Well, as your friend, I need to tell you that… you should call your girlfriend." She says the last part just above a whisper and looking him directing in the eyes.
It just dawned on Finn that he forgot to call Rachel after he promised her that he would. He gives Quinn a guilty smile before continuing toward to counter, taking his phone out in the process to call the girl he had completely forgot about because he was talking to his ex girlfriend.
Songs: "Life is a Highway" by Rascal Flatts; "I'll be" by Edwin McCain
