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Things got slightly better over the next few weeks. Rachel had began to accept that Finn was going to be her on-screen lover for a long time and decided that they needed to forget the past and focus on the future. Sure their split was heartbreaking and it took a lot of re-building and a lot of tears to get over him but she did it. She wasn't sure she was completely over him and truth be told she probably never would be but there was a time they were best friends. Besides Kurt he was the only boy she could ever turn to when she was down and she missed it. She missed him and having him back in her life.
So from that day she made an effort to get along with him and before long it seemed like they had never had a problem with each other. Like time had rewound itself and she was 16 year old Rachel Berry at high school. She strolled round with the biggest smile on her face everyday, hoping she wouldn't freak everyone out.
"Rach?" Rachel jumped from her daydream and looked to Finn who was holding out a hot cup of coffee "Here I got you this, I know how shitty you can be in a morning without your coffee" he smiled handing her the cup.
She tilted her head and smiled "Language Finn."
"Come off it, I've heard you swear!"
"What? When? How dare you" She gasped, slapping his arm playfully when he sat beside her on her plush sofa in her dressing room.
"I'm pretty sure you called me a jackass a few times"
"Once. And I was drunk it doesn't count. You on the other hand need a bar of soap."
"I don't smell" He frowned, lifting his shirt away from his chest and smelling it.
Rachel laughed out loud, her hair falling down her back when she threw her head back in hysterics. "I meant for your dirty mouth." She managed to say between giggles.
Finn let his shirt fall from his fisted hand "Yeah well, I can recall your dirty mouth."
"Example?"
Finn shifter in his seat to face her, his eyes burning into her own as he smirked and put on his best female moaning voice "Oh Finn, Fuck me! Yes HARDER!"
Her eyes widened in shock and she lurched forward clasping her hand over his mouth and hushing him "Ok, ok I get it. Shut up before everyone thinks were up to something"
He quickly took her wrist and pulled her towards him, using his free hand to tickle her sides and pushing his body against hers to stop her thrashing around in fits of laughter as he continued his girly orgasm voice. "Oh my god Finn. Yes just like that. I'm gonna cum! Oh. More." He eventually let go of her and couldn't help but smile at her flushed face. "Hear something you liked baby?" He winked.
She rose to her feet and straightened out her skirt, still laughing gently at his childish behaviour "Oh yes, your attempts at my pleasured voice …"
"Fucking voice"
"… PLEASURED voice. Was such a turn on" She rolled her eyes dramatically at him. "And stop with the language"
He laid back on the couch, lifting his feet to rest against the cushions and eyed her up. She really did have amazing legs in them short skirts she wore. "Say fuck."
Rachel spun on her heel, raising an eyebrow at him "Why?" she asked slowly.
"Just because"
"Will you leave me alone if I say it?"
"Maybe."
"Fuck." She said quickly, mumbling it into her scarf as she wrapped it round her neck. "Happy? That fulfil your weird needs?" She giggled as he shrugged.
"Good enough for the wank bank."
"Bye Finn" She half interrupted as she exited the room.
Finn: Glad were back talking again beautiful x
Rachel beamed at the text message she had just received. She couldn't believe how much he had changed over the years she hadn't spoke to him. He was so much more confident and not in an arrogant way like Noah either. "What are you grinning at you freak?" Santana questioned looking at her friend. "Is it Finnocence?" Rachel simply nodded and began to punch in a reply text. Still smiling like an idiot "You gots it bad girl"
Rachel: Me too x
"Are you not going to fill us in?" Quinn asked, taking a short sip from her fresh orange juice.
Rachel shrugged at her two friends as they watched her intensely "Fill you in on what? We are just friends. He text me saying he is glad were back on speaking terms. End of."
"I'm not convinced. Puck told me all about this new Finn and how confident he had gotten with girls. Hell I'm pretty damn sure I cant get away with calling the lanky arse Finnocence anymore."
"Yes well maybe so but we are just friends. Now as much as I would love to hang around and listen to you two make up some fake romance between me and Finn, I have an early start tomorrow."
"It's Saturday tomorrow Rach. You don't work." Quinn chimed in quickly.
"I plan on staying in bed all weekend and would like to get my apartment in a presentable state so I don't have to do it tomorrow. Bye girls"
Santana leant over to Quinn "She is totally expecting Finn round for a weekend sexathon. Berry's got it baaad!"
"I heard that"
"So. Just friends with Berry huh? Bullshit!" Puck frowned at Finn.
"How is that so hard to believe?"
"Because I know you bro! Plus this is Rachel fucking Berry we are talking about here. You two were never 'just friends'."
Finn shrugged half heartedly "Well start believing it you asshat! I don't want to rush things."
"So your hoping for more?" Puck said, suddenly more interested in the conversation then he was previously. "Like, screwing her over your desk more?"
"Ok so I don't have a desk you moron and is that all you think about?"
"Is that all YOU think about" Puck said slowly, realising he didn't make any sense what so ever and cursing himself slightly.
"Your drunk. Go find some blonde to fuck and ill speak with you tomorrow." Finn sighed, getting up from his stool but stopping dead in his tracks when he bumped into another person "Oh sorry Miss" he smiled at the red head. She smiled back and rested her hand on his bicep, smiling even more when she felt his guns.
"That's quiet alright baby. You could by me a drink though, to make up for spilling my other on the floor" She said gently, fluttering her eyelashes. Finn nodded and ordered her a white wine, apologising again and heading off in the other direction "Wait! Are you not going to keep me company?" She shouted, flirtation dripping from her words.
Finn shook his head "Sorry."
"What are you married or something, cause I don't see a ring" She spat getting pissed off with him.
Puck turned his head to Finn who rolled his eyes. "Just not interested love."
"LOVE? Fuck you ARSEHOLE!" She screamed, throwing her glass at him which collided with the back of his head as he had turned. Finn fisted his hands but felt Puck pull him from the crowded bar and into the street. "WHAT THE FUCK!" Finn shouted, wiping the blood that was pouring from his head on his jeans.
"Drunk ass chick! She was hot man why did you turn her down?"
"Not interested Puck. She was a fucking psycho anyway"
"Because of Berry?"
Finn shoved by Puck, his temper raging from the girl who threw her drink at him and from Puck just been Puck. "Because I. WAS. NOT. INTERESTED" Puck held his hands up and shook his head, mumbling something about been a girl and walking back into the pub leaving Finn to walk back to his apartment in the pissing down rain.
Rachel had managed to clean her small apartment in an hour and was pretty damn pleased with her work. She loved cleaning and wasn't happy half of the time with it always finding something she had missed but this time she had outdone herself. She had moved all the furniture and re-arranged it. It looked like a new place. She had just finished drying her hair after her shower when she heard her doorbell ring. She quickly threw on her short white PJ shorts and matching vest top before running to the door. When she opened it her eyes widened. "Oh my god. Finn are you ok?" She asked, frantically pulling him into her warm home and began to panic when she noticed the blood stains on his jeans and the back of his head "What the hell happened to you?" She questioned.
"Some drunk red head threw her glass at me for turning her down. You know, gingers are pretty damn nasty" He frowned, thanking her with a smile when she offered him a wet cloth for his head. "It's fine though" He laughed noticing her terrified expression "I'm ok. I was passing your building and thought I would drop in. The rain got heavy and I had a few more blocks to walk. Hope you don't mind?"
Rachel smiled and sat next to him. Reaching for the wet cloth and taking it upon herself to clean the wound which was looking very red and angry "Of course I don't mind. I'm just relieved your ok." She said sincerely. Finishing off wiping his head she set the cloth down on her coffee table. "The shower is free if you want to use it?"
Finn looked shiftily at her "What is the deal with you thinking I smell" He laughed, going back to their conversation earlier that day. "Or is it that you just want me naked in your apartment?"
"You wish Hudson." She mocked, getting up and making her way through to her kitchen. He listened for a few moments hearing her pulling out some pans and rustling about in the cupboards. "Towels are in the draw opposite my bed. I haven't eaten yet so I'll make us something." He smiled, she was always so caring. Whenever he went over to her dads (usually when they were out on business) she would make them both her speciality vegan pancakes. He loved them. Of course that would always lead to him been horny after such good food and they would end up having sex for hours on end. He enjoyed the simple times. "Finn? Did you hear me?" He looked up, she was stood in the doorway, one hand on her hip. He noticed how her tight fitting top had risen slightly under her hand showing off some very tanned skin. He couldn't help letting his eyes trace down her body either, her legs that were stretching for miles out of them white shorts were giving him some major tightness in his boxers. Seriously, was there even any point in wearing them shorts anyway? They were so tiny she might as well take them off and stop fucking teasing him already. "Ok, I think that cut on your head has turned you into a drooling pervert." She giggled, walking in front of him. He snapped his head up to look at her giving her an apologetic smile. "Dinner will be ready in 20 minuets."
"Thanks Rach"
After finishing their meals and washing the dishes (resulting in a very messy water fight halfway through) Finn and Rachel were laid on her sofa listening to some of her mixed CD's. Rachel had her feet up on Finn while he had his laid across her foot puffy. "You remember when we used to eat at your dads house" Probably not the best conversation to start up.
Rachel nodded "Uh-huh"
"And how we used to …"
Rachel held up her hand. Stopping him in mid sentence. "I know what your going to say and it really isn't appropriate Finn" Finn sighed heavily, his fingers dancing along her bare ankle. He mumbled an apology and let his head rest on his hand which was propped up on the arm of the sofa. The silence was awkward and he instantly regretted ever bringing it up. He wasn't sure what he was expecting and he didn't want to push her. Hell, he didn't even know if she had any kind of feeling towards him. "I know we have been flirting these past few weeks Finn and I am sorry if I have given you any mixed signals" She paused for a second, shifting her body and turning to face him "But it's just harmless flirting. I'm so happy were friends again and I will never deny the good times we had together in our past. I acknowledge we had a very sexual relationship and while it was amazing it can't be brought up ok. It will make things awkward for us and I don't want that." She smiled sympathetically towards him. Hoping he would understand. She let out a small sigh of relief when he nodded and smiled back.
The drinks soon followed and before long they were both laid in the middle of her living room laughing at nothing in particular. Rachel had pulled out her stash of tequila and they had gotten really drunk really fast. The music had been turned up at some point and some clubby dance tracks were blasting from the speakers. "Grab somebody sexy tell them …" Rachel screeched when Finn grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto him shouting out "HEY" as he did. They giggled and sang along to the words, as best as they could, this not being Rachel's typical genre Finn was impressed at how much she actually knew. "Excuse me, and might drink a little more then I should tonight" She hiccupped simultaneously to her singing, taking another shot of tequila.
"And I might take you home with me if I could tonight" Finn carried on, following her actions and taking his shot straight after.
Rachel looked at him "Oh yeah? What's your apartment got that mine hasn't MR Big Shot?" She smiled rubbing excess drink from her lips.
"A Jacuzzi." He smirked.
"Lead the way."
She woke the next morning. Her eyes heavy and her head pounding. She looked towards the clock which read 5.45am. Looking round a little more she noticed she wasn't in her own bed and there was a body next to her. Finn's body. His arm resting lazily over her half naked self. Oh shit. "FINN!" She screeched causing her to wince at the pain running through her head and apparently Finn wasn't feeling all that great because he rubbed his temple. "Finn, what the hell happened last night. Why do I not have my top or bra on?"
He opened an eye, smiling at her top naked form before closing it again and murmuring "Jacuzzi, No Swimwear, Bra off"
"You saw my boobs" She whispered. Almost outraged at the thought. Hitting him on the arm
"They haven't changed much Rach. We did used to fuck remember. I've seem more then your boobs."
She hit his arm hard again "Will you stop!"
"If you stop fucking hitting me. Your top is somewhere outside, grab my jersey if your so bothered." He mumbled into his pillow. She didn't move though instead she shimmied further under the duvet and curled into his side, her face close to his. "You saw my boobs too" He laughed, eyes still closed, realising he was also top half naked. She giggled back running her hand down his chiselled chest causing him to squint his eyes open in confusion. "What you doing?"
She shrugged. She didn't know what she was doing if she was honest but she can vaguely remember him stripping off his top and wanting to touch his chest so bad. He had really buffed up since the last time she saw him and it drove her insane. She stroked his chest for a few more seconds then retracted her hand. "Ok, no fair. If you get to touch my chest then I get to touch yours." He said mono-tone, as if it was no big deal. He didn't even bother to open his eyes which was fine with Rachel because the colour of her cheeks would have been embarrassing. She should have known the new Finn would have a witty comeback like that. Smiling to herself she reached for his hand and laid it just above her boobs, silently applauding her quick thinking. "Nu-uh. That's not your chest"
"It so is"
"Well it isn't the chest I was talking about. Let me touch your boobs." He wined like a school boy wanting chocolate which made her laugh out loud into the room, again wincing at her sore head.
"I think that would be crossing the line of friendship into weird friendship Finn" She giggled. "Sleep time. Goodnight."
"You're a tease baby"
Her stomach fluttered at his nickname for her. She loved it when he called her that and she knew, he knew she did. That's why he did it but she didn't mind. She didn't mind at all.
They woke up a few hours later. Thanking the lord that it was a miserable rainy day and they wasn't blinded by the NYC sun. They didn't think their poor hangovers could take it.
"I am hanging like a bat" Finn groaned rolling onto his stomach. Rachel was still curled up in a ball hoping that been this scrunched up would stop her hurling all over Finns bed. "You suck for ever getting that tequila bottle out."
"I never forced you to drink it" She groaned back. Listening to the sound of the heavy rain hitting his window. "Hey. It's raining" She whispered.
"Yeah … and what's your point?"
"You love the smell of rain. Maybe the freshness will clear our heads?" She could see him smile from his pillow at remembering he loves fresh rain but he shook his head and said something about not been able to move. "So what you going to stay in bed all day? How nice Finn Hudson! I have to go home like this and you're going to stay in your pit. How is that even fair?"
Finn raised his head "Nobody asked you to leave" He said quietly, staring into her eyes. He didn't want her to leave he loved having her back in is bed even if it was just as 'friends'. Besides she was half naked and if he could get her to stay then it was WIN for HIM.
"You want me to stay?"
"Of course I do. You're my best friend" He said the last word through gritted teeth but figured if he went along with her friendship thing then she wouldn't freak out and would stay. He loved been friends with her but part of him hoped if they spent more time like this together she would see how much he still cares for her. Still loves her.
She smiled gently at him, snuggling closer as the cold air from the bedroom invaded their warm haven under the sheets. She watched as he moved onto his side, pulling her flush against his chest, their bare skin meshed together. Her eyes searched his but he didn't seem to make a fuss of their close proximity. She shuddered against his body when his fingers began to dance along the bottom of her back, tickling her gently. Humming softly in content she shut her eyes enjoying been this close with someone she cared a lot about. It didn't feel weird of wrong which surprised her, it felt right, it felt like nothing had changed between them both from the days they used to lay under a big blanket in Finns back garden. She missed those days.
