Hello, my darlings! Did you catch 'Furt' last night? Wasn't it cute? I loved it. I really want more Finchel, though XD! Here is the anticipated Chapter 5! I am so sorry it took me so long, but I joined an after school activity that is very time consuming. I hope you enjoy it, though! And don't forget to review!
No. This could not be happening. Of all the people she could run into at the grocery store, of all the people that had to help her, it had to be Finn. Finn Hudson. He looked as hot as ever, kneeling in front of her with his trademark smile spread across his face. The beauty mark on his left cheek was still visible, and Rachel felt the same urge to kiss it just as she always had. Why did this have to happen to her?
"I knew it was you, Rachel." Finn said in a quiet voice, the smile growing wider. Those hazel eyes…Rachel was captivated by their beauty. She couldn't remember what she wanted to say. She didn't know anything, except how much she missed Finn, and those hazel eyes. But a part of Rachel was still gripping onto reality, reminding her what Finn had done.
"I have to go." Rachel announced, flipping her hair and spinning on her heel.
"No, Rachel, wait!" He called behind her, and then she felt his hand on her shoulder. It sent shivers up her spine, stopping her mid-step.
"What do you want?" Rachel asked in a cold voice, not bothering to turn away. She could already feel Finn's unease.
"What do you mean?" He asked. "I haven't seen you in over a year, and now I finally do. I just wanna know how you've been."
"I wonder why you haven't seen me in over a year." Rachel turned to face Finn, her heart beating faster. She hoped it didn't show just how nervous she was.
"Me, too. But that's beside the point." Rachel rolled her eyes; he hadn't changed at all. "I was wondering, since you're here too, if you'd like to…"
"I don't want to do anything with you right now, Finn." Rachel cut him off. "We broke up, remember? And if I remember correctly, it was because you were making out with another girl." It hurt Rachel so much to say it, but she had to.
"You were broken up, Rachel. I wasn't…and I can explain everything. I do have a good reason. It isn't, you know, stupid or anything. It's good. It's…valid." He beamed before becoming serious again.
"If you didn't want to break up, then why didn't you call me? Or stop me from leaving, for that matter?" Rachel asked, before shaking her head. "I don't want to hear your answer." Her voice became soft and she glanced down at her feet. "I don't want to talk about this at all. I have to go." She paid for her food and went to leave.
"Wait! Rach!" She winced; he still called her by his nickname. Finn took a few steps forward, shoving his hands in his pockets. He looked her up and down; she still looked the same. She was hot, with that really pretty dark brown hair that smelled of her strawberry shampoo and those dark brown eyes. Yeah, she was still really small, but Finn always thought that made her so much hotter. She would lose some of her appeal if she had been taller. "How long are you staying?"
"Five weeks." Rachel murmured. "Why?"
"I dunno. Just wanted to know, I guess." He replied with a shrug. But Finn was smarter then that; in his mind, he was formulating a plan. Five weeks. That's all he had. But he would get Rachel back. In those five weeks, Rachel would be his again.
-glee!-
As soon as Finn was back at his mom's house, he dialed Puck's number; let it ring six times before Puck finally answered.
"Dude, you just interrupted the best make out session Quinn and I have ever had." He complained. Finn rolled his eyes.
"This is a lot more important." Finn promised.
"Nothing's more important then making out." Puck argued. "But, whatever. What's up?"
"Guess who I saw today." Finn prompted him.
"Uh…Santa Claus?"
"Dude, be serious." Finn groaned.
"Alright, alright. Just tell me."
"Rachel." There was a short pause before Puck replied.
"Well, yeah, dumb ass. Like, everyone knew she was coming down for a little bit. I can't believe you interrupted my make out session to tell me you saw your ex-girlfriend."
"I didn't know she was coming down to Lima."
"Where have you been?"
"Well, you know, I haven't exactly been talking to you guys lately."
"Your fault. Berry hasn't been either; she signed onto her IM the other day, and what do you know, she's coming down to Lima."
"I was on the other day." Finn thought for a moment. "Oh, yeah! She signed off right when I got on. I remember now." There was silence before he heard a sigh on the other line.
"Really, dude? She's obviously avoiding you."
"No, she's not." Finn protested.
"Uh, yeah, she is. You really think it's just a coincidence she signs off right when you come on?"
"Yeah."
"You really are dumber then I thought. Just leave her alone. It's obvious that's she doesn't want anything to do with you. She's Rachel; she'll hold this to you for ten years before she moves on and completely forgets about you. Then you'll meet again and fall in love, and the cycle continues."
"I don't want to wait ten years before I can kiss her again! And she looks really, really hot." Finn argued.
"I've never considered Rachel to be hot. Sure, she's pretty, but she ain't hot, Finn. Now, Quinn…yeah, she's hot." Puck sighed. "I don't even know why I'm having this damn conversation when I could be making out with Quinn."
"I'm gonna get her back." Finn decided, ignoring Puck.
"No, Finn, leave Rachel alone…"
"By the end of those five weeks, I'll be holding her on my arms again."
"Dumb ass. You're just going to push her away even more."
"No; I can tell she misses me."
"Now, you see, that's a little something called fantasizing. Stop fantasizing about Berry and move on. She obviously has."
"You think she's got a new guy?" Finn asked, his heart nearly stopping.
"No. But she doesn't want you." Puck sighed. "Look, I gotta go. Quinn's looking all hot, standing at the doorway, and it's getting me all hot and bothered." Finn sighed.
"Whatever."
"Leave Berry alone. If she wanted to see you, she would come to you."
"Sure, fine." Finn said goodbye and hung up, leaning back in his bed before sending Artie a quick text.
Finn: Did u know Rach was coming down to Lima?
Artie: Yeah. She's staying Kurt's according 2 Tina.
Finn: Thanx.
Artie: No prob.
All the information he needed to get. He smiled, dug through a pile of his stuff before finding what he was looking for. His plan was foolproof.
-glee!-
"That had to have been the longest grocery run I've ever seen, especially considering what a minimal amount of food you bought." Kurt scrutinized Rachel until she felt uncomfortable and looked away.
"I was tired. And it was really busy." She mumbled.
"Uh-huh. Okay. Let's just go with that." Kurt made room in his fridge, unloaded the food Rachel bought, before turning back to face her. "You ran into someone, didn't you? Someone that's got you all upset…cough, cough Finn."
"I didn't run into Finn." Rachel protested, her face turning red. "I ran into Will and Emma."
"Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury? How are they? Is she pregnant?" Kurt asked.
"They're fine. And yes, she's pregnant."
"Oh, how sweet! Boy or girl?" Kurt gushed.
"It's too early to tell. She's only three months along." Rachel explained, rolling her eyes.
"And you expect me to know that?" Kurt sighed. "How far along does someone have to be in their pregnancy to tell the sex of their child?"
"Five months." Rachel answered quickly…a bit too quickly.
"And you know this because…?" Kurt raised an eyebrow. Rachel folded her arms across her chest and glanced at the floor. What could she say? And then her cell phone rang. She lunged for the phone, glancing at her caller ID and smiled when she realized it was Priscilla.
"It's…my, uh, someone important." Rachel lied. "I gotta take this call."
"Hm, would it be your new boyfriend?" Kurt asked, waggling his eyebrows.
"Oh, yes, definitely, Kurt. The fact that I said I had been single since Finn and I have been broken up definitely means I have a new boyfriend. It all makes perfect sense." Rachel said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"I hope you know I was joking…"
"Whatever. Just shut up. I've got to take this call." Rachel closed herself in her room before answering the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, there, Lima girl! How's Ohio?" Priscilla cried into the phone. "We miss you up here!"
"I miss you guys, too. And Lima's nice. Besides the fact I've already run into my ex, it's great."
"Ah, hell no! Seth's dad?"
"Yeah." Rachel replied weakly.
"What the hell is he doing in Lima? You weren't supposed to run into him! I'm sorry, Rachel. That sucks. Douche bag."
"Calm down, Priscilla. How's Seth?"
"He's doing great! Already watched a rerun football game. Who knew they did crap like that? I sure as hell didn't."
"Priscilla, I'd appreciate it if you didn't curse that much in front of my kid."
"Oh, don't worry! He's playing in his room. I found some of my childhood toys. He loves them!"
"Whatever. Just refrain from using foul language around him. He's much smarter then anyone would give a one-year-old credit for, and he picks up on things really fast. Especially new words."
"I'll be careful." Priscilla promised. "Hey, if I put on 'Remember the Titans' for him, do you think he'd understand it?"
"Not really…"
"You said he was smart." She protested.
"I didn't say he was the next Einstein." Rachel argued. "But do whatever floats your boat."
"Who says that anymore?" Priscilla scoffed. "Does he have any food allergies? Anything he absolutely hates?"
"He doesn't like eggs or any sort of meat."
"Gee, thanks, Rach. I'll remember that when I'm making breakfast."
"No, he doesn't really not like anything. But he is pretty much a vegan like me." Rachel replied, rolling her eyes.
"One and a half and you've already got him on your crazy diet. Whatever. You know I love you, Rachel!" At this, Rachel scoffed, then broke into laughter.
"Keep telling yourself that." Rachel said with a smile.
"See you soon, Rachel. I'll call later tonight and have Seth say goodnight."
"That would be great. Thank you, Priscilla, for everything."
"No problem! I owe you, remember? The flu incident?"
"Don't remind me." Rachel groaned. "You could have gotten me sick."
"But I didn't. I just got sicker and you had to watch me for the grand total of two weeks. So five weeks is no biggy for me." Priscilla said. "Alright, TTYL, Rachel!"
"Bye." Rachel said, and then hung up. There was a light tap on her door, and without any warning, it flew open. Kurt was standing in the doorway, arms crossed with one eyebrow raised.
"Who told Finn you were staying here? How did he even know you were here?" He asked. Rachel sat up.
"How do you know Finn knows I'm here?" Rachel asked. "I ran into him at the grocery store, but I never told him I was staying with you."
"Someone told him, then." Kurt sighed.
"How would you know?"
"Because he's standing right behind me." Instantly, Rachel shot out of bed and pushed Kurt aside to get a better look herself. Sure enough, there was Finn, hands shoved in pockets with a half-grin on his face.
"Hi, Rachel." He said.
"What the hell?" Rachel muttered under her breath, rubbing her temples. "Why are you here, Finn?"
"I had something I wanted to tell you."
"You couldn't have called?"
"I knew you wouldn't answer your phone." Finn replied smoothly, and Rachel knew he was right. She sighed.
"If you want him to leave, just tell me." Kurt said soothingly, casting a glare in Finn's direction.
"I'm not gonna hurt her." Finn protested.
"Come on, Finn." Rachel sighed, leading him to her room. "You better be quick, though, or I will have Kurt kick you out."
"I promise I'll be fast." Rachel led Finn into her room, closed the door, and threw herself on the bed, sitting up and crossing her arms.
"What is it you want to tell me?"
"Well, actually, I've got something to give you." Finn corrected, fumbling around in his pocket until he pulled out a small, neatly wrapped box. Rachel glanced from the box to Finn before sighing.
"Finn, there is no such thing as a Christmas in July, I hope you know."
"Of course I know that. This is the Christmas present I never got to give you." He said silently, still holding out the small box. Rachel closed her eyes and looked away, taking a deep breath as he continued. "I was gonna give it to you when I saw you. But…well, you know what happened. And I found it again, and I just wanted to give it to you."
"I don't want it." Rachel whispered.
"Come on, Rach…I spent quite a bit of money on it, not to mention that I had to pay to have that mean department store lady wrap it. Just take it; it's yours, anyway." Finn pleaded.
"Finn…"
"You'll really like it, Rachel." Finn interrupted. Rachel had to take the gift; if she took it, then she would feel closer to Finn, and those five weeks would fly by faster then he could imagine.
"I don't doubt I will." Rachel replied honestly. "You always got the best gifts. For both Hanukah and Christmas."
Finn grinned. "Just take it, Rachel. You don't have to think anything of it. I just thought you should have it."
Rachel paused for a moment. Had those events not occurred a year and a half ago, she would have had this gift to begin with. And Seth would have had a dad. She sighed. "Okay. Thank you, Finn." She reached outward and gently took the gift from his hand. Even though her skin only touched his for the briefest moment, it still made Finn stiffen. Just the softest stroke…he closed his eyes and slowly shoved his hand back in his pocket. Her hands were cold, he observed. Why were they so cold? Was Rachel feeling all right? Why was he worrying?
"Are you alright, Finn?" Rachel asked in a quiet voice. "You look…distracted." Was it just Rachel, or had Finn's hands been awfully warm? Or were hers just cold? They had felt nice…just like they used to.
"Uh…yeah. I think I should be going." Finn said hastily, and turned to open the door. Rachel watched as he turned the doorknob, then leapt off her bed.
"Wait, Finn." Rachel pleaded. He paused and turned back to face her. She was only inches away from him, her dark hair falling perfectly over her shoulders, her bangs falling into her eyes. With one quick movement, she swept them out of her vision and stared at with sincerity in her dark brown eyes. With one of her hands, she reached out and touched his arm lightly. "Thank you." She whispered, pulling her hand away. Unable to speak, he just nodded his head. The feeling of Rachel's hand on his arm…he wanted to scoop her up and place a kiss on her lips so bad. He wondered if she knew she was driving him insane.
Rachel watched as he opened the door and disappeared, closing the door behind him. He seemed to be in such a rush…had Rachel done something? She sighed and glanced at the small box in her hand, curiousity provoking her to open the gift. She smiled; it was very thoughtful of Finn to bring her the gift, but she couldn't help but wonder if maybe he had something else in mind when he brought it to her.
-glee!-
"I don't know what to do, Finn!" Rachel exclaimed. "This is so nerve-wrecking. I can't believe how I'm reacting. Say something!" Rachel glared at Finn, readjusting her graduation cap.
"I…don't know what to say…" Finn said, watching as his girlfriend paced the floor, her eyebrows furrowed together in frustration.
"I'm so nervous, Finn. I never get nervous…but of course, now when I need to stay calm, I'm overreacting! It's my speech, Finn, and it's no good!"
"It's amazing. You read it to me yesterday, remember?" Finn argued, grabbing Rachel by the arm in an attempt to calm her down.
"I edited it this morning." Rachel mumbled. "It was too spacey and jumpy."
"Rachel," Finn tried again, placing his hand over her mouth to keep her from talking. "You're speech was amazing. You'll do fine. You're the valedictorian, and you're really smart. You're the smartest person I know, that's why they chose you. You're Rachel Berry; you'll do amazing."
"You…you think so?"
"Of course!" He placed his large hands on either side of her face and leaned forward, placing a hard, passionate kiss on her lips.
"And now a few words from our valedictorian, Rachel Berry." Cheers erupted from outside.
"Go." Finn mouthed, giving her a thumbs-up.
"Do I look okay?" Rachel asked quickly, starting across the stage. Finn smiled.
"You're perfect just the way you are."
-glee!-
She didn't know why she was standing outside his house. She couldn't even remember how she had gotten there; all she knew was know she was standing outside Finn's house, her hand floating over the doorbell. Her other hand was fingering the necklace she wore around her neck. It had been Finn's gift; a necklace with a gold star and their initials engraved into it. Finally, Rachel sighed and rang the doorbell, stepping back a few steps as the door opened. Of course, it had to be Carole.
"Rachel." There was no hiding the surprise in her voice as she stared her up and down. "I wasn't expecting to see you." Rachel forced a smile on her face.
"Is Finn here?" She asked.
"He's in his room." Carole answered, stepping back as she let Rachel in. "Thank you." Rachel mumbled, making her way to Finn's room. She opened the door, and there he was, lying down on his bed in a oversized T-shirt and boxers. He sat up, confusion furrowing his eyebrows together before he realized that this wasn't a dream. Rachel was standing right in front of him, in a tight V-neck spaghetti-strap shirt and short, tattered jean shorts. It was a very un-Rachel-like look, but Finn still liked it. It showed off her legs and some cleavage. Hell, this had to be a dream. But the pissed look on her face told him otherwise.
"Rachel." Finn said finally. "I'm sorry, if I had known you were coming over, I would have changed out of my pajamas."
"I don't care." Rachel sighed, her hand flying to her neck where the necklace hung. "I just wanted to thank you for the gift."
"You're welcome." Finn mumbled, standing up so he was only inches away from her. She could hear his ragged breathing as he made his way closer. Rachel nervously began fumbling with the necklace around her neck and took the tiniest step backward.
"Finn…" She began, but her protest was weak. It had no meaning, no motivation. Maybe he mistook it for a plead to just go ahead. Or maybe he was too wrapped up in himself to care. Either way, he didn't listen.
-glee!-
Carole was downstairs, loading dishes into the dishwasher and listening to the radio, thinking about nothing in particular. It was quiet and peaceful; she hadn't heard or seen anything of Rachel since she arrived, and Carole began to wonder if she and Finn were perhaps back together. She had known the young couple had broken up, but Carole never found out why, and now, for the first time, she found herself curious. Rachel had always been such a sweet girl and she made Finn so happy; what had destroyed that happiness?
Then she heard a door down the hallway swing open, and in the next moment, saw Rachel storm out of Finn's room, Finn stumbling right behind her. Carole put down the dirty dish she had in her hand and quietly walked out of the kitchen, now curious as to why Rachel was so upset.
"Rachel, wait." Finn pleaded, following Rachel to the front door.
"I don't need to wait." Rachel replied in a huff.
"Just tell me…what's wrong? Why are you so mad?"
"Why am I so livid? I can't believe you, Finn! You and your…don't talk to me again! Leave me alone and let me enjoy my five weeks without you in the picture!" In the next moment, she reached around her neck and unlatched the necklace that hung around her neck before flinging it right back it him. With his good reflexes, Finn managed to catch it and watched, speechless, as Rachel stormed out the front door. Carole blinked, letting the scene sink into her mind; she didn't know Rachel could be so…harsh.
"Finn?" She breathed, finally making herself known. Finn stiffened, still staring at the front door in shock and clutching the necklace close to his chest. He had never expected Rachel to react like that.
"Finn." Carole repeated in a louder voice. Slowly, he turned to face his mom. "What happened? What did you do to her?" Finn didn't answer; he stood there like an idiot, holding Rachel's necklace and letting his mind replay what had just happened. It seemed so unreal…so…he had no words. Yeah, he was upset Rachel was mad at him, but he got to…he couldn't even think about it, it just seemed so out of touch.
"Finn." Carole's voice broke into his thoughts. Her eyebrow was arched and he knew she was expecting an answer. He sighed.
"I kissed Rachel."
I knew you all would be mad at me! And once again, I apologize for taking so long on updating! School has been crazy and my laptop went insane. But do not fear! Chapter 6 won't be as long of an update and will be posted by Saturday (hopefully) at the latest. I need 68 reviews, though, to post it :P. And if you really, REALLY want updates, help me get to 80 reviews and I will give you the ultimate update: a DOUBLE update. That's right; I'll post both Chapter 7 and 8 at the same time, and trust me, you don't want to keep these two apart. So please, my darlings, review! And if you want to say something bad, don't say it at all! And if you have a question, just private message me and I'll answer ASAP. Review!
