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A/N: So this is the last chapter. Hopefully you guys don't completely hate it. I'm really happy with the way this story ended so I'm praying you do too. I don't always have time to reply to every review so I just want to say how grateful I am for all of the fav's, alerts, and reviews! I'm working on another story now and a few one-shots so I should have them up shortly depending on how busy I get with my nursing classes.
Rachel fell back onto her bed. Tonight was Quinn's New Year's Eve party and she was debating whether or not to go. Quinn had begged her to come but she wasn't sure about it. Finn and Puck would most likely be there and she wasn't sure if she could handle that right now. Puck had given her a lot to think about. He did make her feel. She just wasn't exactly sure what that feeling was. Finn was great and she really did love him but she wasn't sure she could get past the fact that he had lied to her about Santana. It made her wonder what else he had lied about. Puck may have a notorious reputation but he had never lied to her and she had never doubted him.
She heard the phone ring beside her bed and she answered it quickly. "Hello." Rachel sighed into the phone.
"I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Tina replied.
"I'm not going." Rachel told her simply.
"The hell you aren't! You better be waiting outside when I get there or Mike and I will drag you out of your house whether you're dressed or not." Rachel heard the click letting her know that Tina had hung up.
Rachel sighed and walked over to her closet. It was almost eleven o'clock at night. She really didn't want to go but she knew that Tina wasn't bluffing. She pulled on a blue dress and slipped into a pair of black high heels. She spent the next ten minutes fussing with her hair and makeup. She frowned at her reflection but when she heard the car honking outside she hurried down the stairs to meet Tina at the door.
"I thought I was going to have to come get you." Tina laughed as Rachel locked her front door behind her.
"I just want you to know that you are forcing me to go and I'm not going to have any fun." Rachel pouted in the backseat of Tina's car as Mike drove towards Quinn's house.
When they got to the party, Rachel looked around. Mike and Tina had gone off in search of Sam and Quinn, and Rachel realized she was looking for someone in particular as well but she wasn't sure who.
"Rachel?" A voice came from behind her and she turned to find Finn looking down at her. "Can I talk to you?" He asked and she nodded, letting him lead her down the hallway to an empty room so they could have some privacy.
A TV was on with some lady talking about how exciting the New Year was going to be. Rachel inwardly snorted. She looked around the room. They seemed to be in the den. There was an uncomfortable looking black leather couch in the center of the room. Taking in the rest of the room Rachel decided that it looked a little depressing.
"Santana and I broke up." Finn said.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Rachel frowned even more wondering why Finn felt the need to bring her in her and tell her that information.
"I'm sorry I over reacted the other day. Now I know why you were so upset about me sleeping with Santana." Finn kept talking as he lead Rachel over to sit on the hard leather couch in the middle of the room.
Rachel wanted to leave. She didn't want to be alone with Finn. She needed to find Tina and let her know she wanted to get away from this party; to get away from Finn. She started to get up but Finn grabbed her hand.
"Please, Rach." He begged and she sat back down to listen to what he had to say. "I still love you. It took me a while to realize it but we're good together Rachel. We bring out the best in each other."
"No we don't." She shook her head. "Ever since we got together we've constantly fought about something. We're always jealous and crazy. We're horrible together." She said as if she was just realizing this now.
"After I broke up with Santana I knew I had to find you." Finn ignored her comment. "We belong together."
"When you were with Quinn, you said you wanted me; that you liked me and then when you two broke up and we finally get together, you break up with me because you needed to find your 'inner rock star'." Rachel stood up and glared down at him. "You went out with Santana and Brittany. When that didn't go like you wanted, you wanted me back and then got mad that I had moved on with Jesse. After Jesse and I broke up, you said you loved me and we dated all summer. When I found out about you sleeping with Santana I was heartbroken and then you broke up with me for kissing Noah even though you kissed me twice when you were with Quinn."
"But we're even now. I slept with Santana and you slept with Puck." Finn stood up. "Come on, Rachel. It's almost midnight. One kiss. That's all I'm asking. One kiss."
Rachel glanced over at the TV. There was a countdown on the screen. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three.
"Please, Rach." Finn stepped towards her.
Two. One. Zero.
Finn leaned down and mashed his lips to Rachel's. It wasn't bad. Finn had never been a bad kisser but somehow it felt wrong. His lips were wrong; too sloppy. His hands were too big and awkward. His body was too tall. She missed the smaller, muscular body pressed against her. Finn's hands for clumsy and groped at everything, they weren't skilled and rough liked Noah's. She realized what was wrong.
"Finn." She pushed him back and he frowned.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"You're right. We are even now. You slept with Santana and I slept with Noah. The only difference is that you and Santana had sex in a sleazy motel. Noah and I… we made love." She told him before rushing out of the room.
She saw Puck slip into another room down the hall. Thankfully, he was alone. She heard the party still going on down the hall. She hurried after him and closed the door behind her.
He turned to see her standing nervously by the door. "Did you get your great New Year's kiss with Hudson?" He asked coldly.
"I got the kiss." She nodded. "But not the one I wanted."
"I don't get it, Berry. Can you speak English?" He snarled.
"I don't want Finn." She told him.
"I don't have time for you to be playing games, Rachel." He rolled his eyes. "You got Finn back okay. I don't need you to come in here and rub it in my face. You should be happy. Your plan worked. Hudson loves you and you two are going to get married and have annoying, singing, Sasquatch babies."
Rachel climbed onto a chair and took down a clock that was hanging on the wall. He watched as she turned the dial back.
"It's not midnight yet." She hopped down and walked over to him.
"What are you doing?" He asked her.
"Ten seconds, Noah. In ten seconds, this clock is going to reach midnight. What are you going to do about that?" She challenged holding the clock up for him to see.
"What do you want me to do?" He asked closing the small space between them.
"Four, three, two, one…" Rachel smiled and tossed the clock onto the couch as Puck wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.
A/N: Again, I want to thank everyone that has reviewed and read. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I liked writing it!