A World Away From Home

I DON'T OWN GLEE. Also, please don't hate me. i know i am late, but after i got back from my trip i had finals, work, family in the hospital, and physical therapy every day for the last two weeks. starting school in about three weeks. everything just started to pile up. i just ask that you stay with me and this story.

last chapter had the most reviews for this story so far! thank you so much! as a reward, nothing but fuinn... Enjoy!

The birds were chirping this morning. There is probably even rainbows, daisies, and sunshine. Quinn doesn't care; she just knows that today would be an amazing day. An amazing day following an amazing night. Nothing much happened after she and Finn left the club. He walked her home, talking about some of the songs he and the guys were practicing. Then when they got to her door, he gave her a bear hug and a kiss on the temple. Quinn thought she was in a fairy tale. This situation is starting to turn into a creepy high school crush, but she didn't care. Yes, she has feelings for Finn. No, she will not act on them. But that doesn't mean she won't enjoy feeling this way.

Jose and Kat probably thought Quinn went insane this morning when she woke up singing and floating to the kitchen to make pancakes. They both grabbed something to eat and made a speedy exit. But Quinn didn't mind. She needed to get ready anyway. Ready for Finn.

The store was closed today, something about the pluming. Quinn doesn't care, she is just happy for a free day. A free day that turns out to be the same day Finn doesn't have to work. Its like the stars are aligning for her. They decided to spend the day together, all the way from the afternoon to after dark.

She is preparing to meet him at the movies. She has about two hours, so that is enough time to do her hair, makeup, and find something to wear. What is she going to wear? Should she treat it like a date or just two friends hanging out. Its not a date, Finn wouldn't see it as a date. But she doesn't want to look too casual. Maybe a nice sundress will do. She decides on a purple and blue strapless dress. She takes a glance in the mirror and has to admit; she looks pretty damn good, but not too over the top. Only thing left to do was go meet her guy.

Quinn arrives at the Movie Theater and spots Finn right away. That shopping trip was the best thing that ever happened to him. Its not that Quinn didn't like his old look. He was so adorable in those puffy jacket vest, but now, just wow. Sexy all around. Today he was wearing a leather jacket and v neck with black sunglasses. Guess it's his new style and he is working it.

Finn is over by the concessions counter ordering. He always did like to have candy during a movie. Quinn starts to make her way over but gives pause when she sees a hand reach out a stroke Finn's arm. It's some bottled red head behind the counter. A passing elderly lady gives Quinn a strange glance and she realizes that she was in fact growling. She quickly turned away to collect herself.

Her emotions this trip have just been everywhere. She just realized that she still has feelings for Finn; however, she is not going to act on them, but she is still showing signs of jealousy. This is suppose to be a carefree trip but it is anything but that. I mean, she is Quinn Fabray, bad things always have to happen to her.

Quinn is brought out of her thoughts with a tap on the shoulder.

"Hey… what are you doing?"

"Finn! Hey, I was—I was just…" well this was embarrassing, she really had no excuse and could feel her face turning red. "Sorry, I don't really even know what to say."

Finn just laughs at her, "Its alright, Quinn, we all have those days. Here, I bought you some popcorn and chocolate, I know you like to mix them together."

Quinn blushes to takes the popcorn and Crunch from him, "I didn't think you remembered that."

"How could I forget, you yelled at me for a whole hour that one time I forgot. I don't need to bring scary Quinn back."

Quinn is sure her face would be permanently red, "You have got to stop calling me that."

"Haha, oh you know you like it, people being afraid of you and all."

"Whatever, Finn, why don't we get to the movie." She starts walking to the theaters. "What are we seeing anyway?"

"The new Spiderman."

Quinn scrunches up her nose at that. Action movies aren't really her thing. "Oh, that sounds fun."

Finn can hear the hesitation in her voice, "Well, umm, Emma Stone is in it… You like Emma Stone right? And Spiderman is suppose to be really cute… I mean that's what all the girls keep saying! Not that I'm saying he's cute! Emma Stone's cute, I-I'm saying that Emma Stone is cute."

Quinn isn't the only one blushing anymore, but she is laughing as Finn fumbles over his words.

"I got it Finn. But I don't know, I saw a poster and Spiderman kind of looks like you, so he has to be a little cute, right?"

Yup, Finn is blushing hard. It would take an idiot to not see that Quinn is flirting with him. The question is, why? This thought confused him, but it also just made him feel like he is going to have a great day with her if she is going to be this playful. It seems that this summer is changing the both of them.

They arrive to their seats about five minutes before the movie is to begin. Quinn begins to mix her chocolate and popcorn while Finn opens his box of sour patch kids.

"You know, we should mix my candy into the popcorn too. Give it a little something extra." Quinn gives him a raised eyebrow. "…Or I'll just eat them from the box."

"I think that would be best."

"Gosh, way to share, Fabray."

Quinn knows he isn't really upset, he as that goofy smile on his face. But she plays along.

"Fine you big cry baby," She moves the popcorn to sit in between them. "Here, now we can share."

The movie starts and it's better than Quinn thought it would be. Emma Stone is of course perfect and Spiderman is pretty hot. Finn seems to be enjoying the action scenes as well. Quinn caught him on more than one occasion trying to shoot spider webs from his hands.

"So when is the big upside down kiss going to happen?"

Finn laughs before he whispers back, "Q, that was in the other Spiderman, this is completely different."

"…So does that mean it's not going to happen?"

"I doubt it."

"But that's like the best part! That's the part of the movie everybody waits for."

"No, I'm pretty sure they come for the action not a kiss in the rain."

"Trust me, it's the kiss, every girl loves a good kiss in the rain."

Finn glances to the side and gives her a look. "Really? Every girl?"

"Well, you know, all the normal ones."

"So, lets say I were to—"

"SHHH!"

Quinn turns in her seat to see who had shushed them. It was the same lady who heard her growling earlier. She probably thinks Quinn is insane at this point. She quickly turns around and sinks in her seat.

They remain silent throughout the rest of the movie. Finn is caught up in the action and Quinn doesn't want to get her head ripped off by an old lady.

Everything is normal until the need for popcorn became too great. So cliché. It is Finn's hand that is already in the bucket retrieving popcorn when Quinn's fingers graze his. It would have been a short awkward but funny moment… but Quinn's hand doesn't move, so it is just long and awkward. Part of her is just shock that she is actually pulling a scene from a bad romantic movie. Finn is just feeling weird because he has a handful of popcorn in his hand still.

He quietly clears his throat and that is enough to bring Quinn back to the situation.

"S-sorry."

Finn lets out a chuckle and leans into her, "It's alright, Q. I will let you hand my hand later."

His newly found confidence was so sexy.


"I like this."

"The place? Yeah, it's nice. We should come here more often."

Quinn and Finn are trying out a new London club to get away from the familiar scene. Finn thinks that this one resembles a spaceship with polished surfaces and neon lights. Quinn didn't comment.

"No, I mean you." Finn gives her a smirk. "I mean," Quinn laughs at how she is stumbling over her words. "I mean, how you have been acting… you were kind of in a slump a few week ago, but now… now you're more the Finn I remember, if not better."

Finn looks her straight in the eye, "You know, you are too. You've been so relaxed and just having fun. It's good to see. You needed it. I guess this trip is working for the both of us."

He gives her one of his classic Finn smiles and she smiles right back. Finn feels the urge to move closer, touch her, kiss her. But he doesn't. Instead he takes another sip of his drink and scans the crowd.

"What about her?"

Quinn is disappointed that the moment passed, but did she really expect anything else. She looks to the direction Finn mentioned. "She's cute. Looks like she knows what she's doing but won't be too much for you to handle."

"Oh, I can handle her just fine," Finn smirks.

Quinn feels the need to vomit, but instead she just fixes his hair. "Keep the confidence but lose the bad lines. Go get her Hudson."

He downs his drink and he is gone leaving Quinn alone. She wants to turn to watch him, but she can't. She wants to run over and rip the girl's head off, but she shouldn't. So she just sits and orders another drink.

"Sure you can handle this stuff? Its pretty strong."

"Trust me, with the stuff I grew up with, this is nothing." The bartender gives a shrug a pores another drink. Quinn picks up the glass and can't help turning around to see Finn. Her timing must be perfect because she turns just in time to see him plant a kiss on the target's cheek. Quinn turns back to face the bar with a dropped brow.

"Friend of yours?" Quinn looks up to see the bartender nodding his head towards Finn.

"Umm… yeah. He's a friend."

"Kind of rude for a friend to leave a pretty lady like you alone just to go hit on some chicks."

"Yeah, well he is making the most of his summer and I can handle myself." Quinn responded in an annoyed tone.

The bartender raised his hands in surrender. "Hey, I'm just observing."

"Well thanks, but we're not an exhibit at the zoo."

"I see you're defensive."

"I see you're annoying."

"You say annoying, most people would say charm."

"Trust me, I'm not like most people."

"Oh I believe that."

Guys and confidence must come in packages in London. The two of them are in a staring match and Quinn can already feel that she is going to lose. She moves her eyes to glance over his features. He's tan, dark curly hair, green eyes to die for, and smirking lips. Quinn becomes transfixed on his lips and they only smirk more. Then they start to move.

"You wanna get out of here?"

"Excuse me?" Quinn ask in disbelief.

"You said that your friend is trying to make the most of his summer, and I have a feeling that you are trying to do the same."

"I don't know you."

"Well that's half the fun."

Quinn laughs at that. "I don't even know your name."

"Adam." He extends his arm out which Quinn gladly shakes, but then he doesn't let go and gives her a raised eyebrow as if waiting for something.

"…Quinn." He smirks and releases her hand.

"Well, Quinn, what do you say? I promise I am the nicest guys you will ever meet."

Quinn turns her head to the side to let out a chuckle. "I doubt that." She turns back to him. "Sorry, I'm not the kind of girl."

Adam jerks his head back. "You know, I don't know if I'm shocked that I believe you or shocked that you saying that makes me want to take you out even more."

Quinn blushes, "Sorry, maybe next time."

That smirk is back again, "You know, I think I will hold you to that." He drops down underneath the bar and comes back up with paper and a pen. "Here is my number and when you are ready for that next time, let me know." He hands Quinn the paper that reads a simple 'Adam' followed by a seven digit number. "So call me if you want to hang out or something. I like playing cricket in the park, swimming, whatever. You don't just have to call for sex, but that's okay too." Quinn is blushing again. "I have to get back to work, but hey, don't lose that." He gives her one last smirk and nod and walks to the other end of the bar.

Quinn is left to stare at the paper still in her hand. Adam. He kind of reminds her of Jason, but she actually believes him when he said it doesn't have to be just sex. I mean, it wouldn't hurt to call, its not like these feelings for Finn are going to do anything. Speaking of Finn, he is walking back towards her. She quickly put Adam's number into her wallet.

"I'm telling you, I'm getting better and better at this."

"Got another number I see."

"Yup. Jason and I actually have a bet going on who can get the most numbers by the end of the summer."

"Well you two are just two peas in a pod now."

"Hey, at least I'm not sleeping with half of them. I'm just having fun."

"…So do you actually call someone if they give you their number?"

"Well I don't. I'm not looking for anything serious and I'm not the type to string girls along. But I don't know, just having someone give you their number just feels… good, alive."

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Finn gives her a confused look. It would be best to change the topic. "So you ready to get out of here?"

"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to dance first."

All of Quinn's moments stop. "You want to dance? You?"

"Yeah, why not."

"Finn, you don't dance. You hate to dance. And sorry, but you're really not that good."

"Well I've been feeling more confident about it since you dragged me out on the dance floor." He gives Quinn a poke in the side. "Come on, Q. It'll be fun."

Quinn gives him a playful glare, "This isn't just a trick to get more girls is it?"

Finn laughs, "Okay, I'm confident, but not enough that I believe my dancing skills will help me in anyway. Meaning my bad dancing is just for you to suffer to, Fabray."

Quinn grabs his hand, "Well when you put it like that."

It is a fast and upbeat song. Techno music to go with the surrounding spacecraft. Quinn leads Finn to the center of the floor before letting go of his hand and dancing to the beat. Finn stood a foot in front of her trying to find his own beat. He still isn't the best dancer but he has a smile on his face.

The two of them aren't actually touching until some girl accidently knocks Quinn forward. The girl turns around long enough to yell a sorry but that doesn't erase the fact that Quinn is now pressed against Finn's chest. She steps back with a blush but much distance isn't put between them because Finn locks his hands on Quinn's hips. She looks up to his eyes and sees him staring right back at her. She gives him a smiles before loosely draping her arms around his shoulders.

He leans down to rest his forehead against her own and they begin to sway together. Before Quinn knows it, there is no space between them. They are connected from their chest down to their centers. Quinn is breathing hard and she feels sweat everywhere. The fire building up in her stomach isn't helping either. She shifts her head to the side so that her temple is pressed against Finn's cheek; hoping this will allow more air to enter her lungs. Finn is just hoping that she doesn't hear his constant 'mailman' chant.

It's when Quinn starts to move her hips in an upward thrust that Finn lets out a grunt. Quinn pulls her head back, slightly separating them, but keeps their hips connected and moving.

She laces her fingers around his neck, pulling his attention to her. His eyes are blown and Quinn can finally let out her own smirk.

"Too much for you to handle, Hudson?"

"You were always too much for me, Fabray."

"Should we go?"

"Hell no. Come here."

With that he gives her a twist to pulls her backside to meet his front. His arms instantly wrap around her and Quinn barely holds back a moan.

"This is fun," Finn says between heavy pants.

Quinn laughs and leans her head onto his shoulder. "Yeah, I guess your dancing has gotten a little better."


They had continued dancing like that for a few more hours; only stopping when Quinn got a call from her mother. She didn't answer the call but she most likely knew what it was about and wasn't in the mood for dancing after that.

They went back to Finn's apartment to watch a movie. Quinn is sitting on the sofa while Finn is in the kitchen making some late night peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. He is upset that their time at the club was cut short but thinks it was probably better that way with the way things were heating up.

Truth be told, dancing that close to Quinn scared him a little bit. Even after their multiple breakups, Finn always felt things for Quinn, physical and emotional. But tonight it just felt like those feelings were overflowing and pouring out of him. He was about two grinding moves away from throwing Quinn over his shoulder and taking her to his room. But should he be feeling these things? Three weeks ago he was still hung up on Rachel!

…But this is Quinn. Quinn Fabray. His first love. Maybe the true purpose of this summer was for them to find each other again.

Finn isn't sure about all his feeling right now, but what he does know is that there is a pretty girl waiting for him on his sofa. He makes his way to her.

"So, did you pick out a movie?"

"Not much to pick from, but I decided on Transformers. But I have to be honest, I will most likely be asleep in twenty minutes."

Finn wraps up the sandwiches and puts them on the table in front of the sofa. "That's fine. You can stay here tonight and we can save those for later. Um, why don't you lie down and start the movie. I will get you a blanket."

Quinn does as she is told and stretches out on the couch, pressing play in the process. Finn comes over and spreads a cover over her before making his way to the other end of the sofa. Quinn was very bold in her actions with Finn tonight, so why stop now.

"You don't want to cuddle with me?"

"Umm, I—I wh-"

"Come on. You'll be uncomfortable cramped in the corner. Come lay behind me."

Finn stares at her, silently asking if she is serious. When her glaze doesn't falter, he moves back towards her and climbs on the sofa, connecting his back to the cushion. When he finally settles, Quinn takes his arm and wraps it around her.

"Thank you for today, Finn. I feel like its been forever since we hung out and I had a lot of fun with you. Kind of reminded me of old times."

Finn tightens his hold on her, "I had a great time with you too, Q. I'm glad we had a day with just you and me."

Quinn is sleeping within ten minutes, but Finn stays wake and lightly strokes her hair. He looks down at her and can't help but think that she looks like an angel. True they have had problems in the past, but Quinn has always been there for him when he needed her the most and he has always found his way back to her. He is starting to realize that he never wants to let her go.

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