Chapter 7

On the next day Rachel woke up with her head pounding. She never had a hangover before and now she understood why. She never drank much, she always took care of her body and her voice. But she honestly didn't think a few glasses of champgne would hurt. She was so wrong. Besides, it wasn't her fault that Jesse made a toast at every five minutes.

She looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw it was already noon. She groaned as she got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Only after she walked back to her bedroom that she realized that she was still wearing the dress from last night, althought she felt anything but glamorous at that moment. Rachel decided to take a shower and change into something more comfortable.

When she climbed downstairs she found Julie walking out of the kitchen. Rachel followed her to the dinning room where the table was ready for breakfast.

"Good morning, sunshine." Julie said with a bright smile. "Or should I say good afternoon." She corrected herself as she looked at her watch.

"Urgh, why are you talking so loud. I'm next to you." Rachel complained, rubbing her forehead with her fingers.

"I've never seen you wake up like this," Julie stated, surprised by Rachel's appearance. She was always so bright and full of energy, espeacially in the morning. "It's the first time I see you cranky."

"Well, with this pain in my head you'd be cranky too." Rachel argued.

"Poor thing." Julie went to the kitchen and then walked back to the dining room. "Here, take this." Julie said to Rachel.

They were sitting in the dining room eating breakfast. It had passed almost an hour and Rachel was feeling better. The pain wasn't too much anymore, thanks to what Julie had given to her.

"Did I do anything stupid at the party?" Rachel asked with a worried look.

"Nope. You didn't do anything bad. I kept an eye on you the whole night." Julie assured her.

"What about after we left the party? Were there paparazzi waiting for us?" The petite brunette asked again, she really didn't remember much of what happened the night before and only hoped she hadn't done anything embarrassing.

"No. We took the other exit door. No photographer saw you leaving the party." Julie assured her. "You don't remember anything?" She questioned.

"Not much. It's all a huge blur in my head." Rachel said trying to remember what happened the night before. "I remember laughing a lot. And Jesse making toasts." She said.

"I think he wanted you to get drunk." Julie stated. "And the after party was probably his idea too. I mean, these parties are usually for awards shows, not movie premieres." Julie said rolling her eyes. She wouldn't be surprised if the party was just an excuse for Jesse to be with Rachel.

"And how did we get out of there?" Rachel asked.

"I said you had an interview early in the morning today."

"You're a genius! Thank you." Rachel said, giving Julie a high five.

"You're welcome."


Finn was not able to sleep last night. After that brief talk with Quinn, they didn't speak much, his girlfriend just talked more about the campaign while Finn ate dinner and then she went to bed while he took a shower and stayed in the living room watching tv the whole night.

He didn't know why his life got so complicated. He thought that having a job would make everything easier but it didn't. Finn couldn't complain about his job, he really liked it and knew that he was getting better at it, since he had never been a bodyguard before. He was able to caught things without anyone telling him. The problem was these feelings and thoughts that were growing inside of him and he didn't know how to deal with them. There was also the fact that Quinn bitched about not liking his new job but that wasn't new to him.

He needed to talk to someone. It had been a while since Finn had talked to Puck so he took the opportunity of having some free time in the morning and the lack of sleep to go visit his friend. Quinn was still sleeping when he left.

"Hey Puck.' Finn greeted his friend.

"What's up, man? I thought you had forgotten your poor friend, now that you're just hanging out with Hollywood people." Puck joked.

"Nah, I've just been busy."Finn shrugged.

"I see. And how is it going with your job?"

"I'm doing pretty good. Better than I expected." Finn answered honestly with a chuckle.

"That's good. Santana showed me a magazine the other day. Some of these gossip mags with paparazzi pictures and I saw you next to your hot little boss." Puck commented with a smirk.

"Really? I didn't see that." Finn said surprised. He also didn't like Puck talking about Rachel like that.

"You're getting famous man."

"Not really, it's pretty normal to see security next to celebrities but people don't even pay attention to us." Finn shrugged.

"You know I'm thinking maybe I should be a bodyguard too, maybe you could help me."

"It's not really easy." Finn said. He didn't think it was a good idea and that was not why he went to talk to Puck. "Listen Puck. I came here to talk about something else. I've been thinking..."

"This can't be good." Puck joked.

"Seriously man,"

"Sorry, go on."

"You and Santana have been together since high school, just like me and Quinn." Puck nodded his head. "Always on and off but at the end always make up. Are you happy with that?" Finn questioned.

"Look Finn, we can't compare our relationships. Santana knows who I am and how I am and I know who she is and how she is and we're okay with that. We fight and then we make up and that's how we roll. Now you have to ask yourself what do you want for your life. Do you think you and Quinn have a future?"

"Woah, where all these questions came from?" Finn asked. "I wouldn't mind just a yes or no as answer."

"If you came up to me to talk about this it's because you're wondering about your relationship with Quinn."

The tall man looked unsure. "I don't know. Since high school I've been told that Quinn and I looked great together. I always thought that that's how it was suppose to be." Finn answered truthfully. He honestly never put much thought on his relationship with Quinn but now that this petite brunette - who also happened to be his boss - came into his life, he started wondering if they should stay together. He couldn't stop thinking about Rachel and the kiss.

"Finn, we're not in high school anymore. Screw what other people will think! Dude, it's your life!" Puck said. "You can't make decisions in your life based on what other people think it's right. Because the truth is that only you can do that!"

"I'm so confused. I mean, Quinn and I have been together for so many years. I'm used to that." Finn explained.

"And now I ask you: are you happy?"

"I don't know. I'm honestly not sure."

"That says a lot." Puck said with a knowing look.

"What do you mean? You didn't answer my the question either."

"Look bro, we've grown together and we've always been really close but something we can't deny is that we are pretty different from each other. What I think it makes me happy is not the same thing you think."

Puck was right. It was time for him to make his own decisions. What he wanted for his life and his future. He wished life wasn't so complicated. It was so much easier in high school when everything fit in the right way. He just followed someone else's rules.


He was feeling anxious. He hadn't spoken to them since last night, Julie didn't call him to confirm he needed to go there so he wasn't sure if that was still the plan.

He feared Julie would call him saying he had been fired, that after what happened last night he no longer needed to go back. Maybe her not calling him was a good thing, or maybe Rachel was going to fire him personaly. He didn't know which case was worse. He just had to go there and deal with it.

He was in the kitchen talking to Julie when he saw Rachel walking there only wearing a lilac robe. She was not expecting to see him there.

"Oh hey Finn! I didn't know you were here." She said feeling a little embarrassed because she was only wearing a robe in front of him.

"Yeah, I've just arrived." He asnwered, he sensed her discomfort. He guessed it was because of the kiss. Somehow he got the courage to ask her about it, but he'd wait to be alone with her so he could ask.

Unaware of what was going on, Julie spoke. "Are you feeling relaxed now?"

"Yes, I'm feeling so much better now." Rachel smiled as she opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Great."

"I'm gonna go change now." Rachel stated before she left the kitchen.

"Damn it." Finn muttered to himself.

"Did you say something?" Julie asked.

"Nothing." He just denied.

The whole time Finn spent with Rachel, he tried to find a moment to talk to her, but the right moment never came. Finn couldn't figure out if Rachel was pretending she didn't know or if she really didn't remember what had happened on the night before. Maybe the kiss didn't mean anything to her, and she was just drunk and had no idea what she was doing, he thought. Even if that was the case, he just wanted to know where did she stand.

I promise there'll be more Finchel next chapter.

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