They were rolling on Rachel's bed, her hair all over her face, her lips crashing down on his with a moan, her smirk evident on her face and her hands messing up his hair, something he gladly allowed. However, as the boy's hands found her waist, lifting her shirt up so his hot fingertips could brush against his skin at the same time his tongue entered her mouth, her cellphone rang, making her break their kiss.

"No!" Finn groaned, throwing his head back at the pillow. "Come on, baby! You don't have to answer that." He bit his lip, looking up at him with puppy eyes. She knew Finn was already… So excited, but honestly, what if it was an emergency or something? She sighed, shaking her head and making him groan.

"Hello?" She answered the phone. "Oh, hey Quinn!" Rachel said, looking at Finn and biting her lip as Finn nipped on the skin of her earlobe, gently dragging his lips down her neck, sucking on her pulsing point and caressing her thighs with a smile. "Finn, quit it! I mean, uh, hey, what's up?" Rachel blushed deeply, her eyes widening for a moment. "WHAT? Oh, I'll be right there, Quinn! I'll be right there." Rachel nodded, biting her lip as she looked at Finn apologetically.

"Noooo!" Finn whined, sinking his head on the pink pillow. He knew that look. She was gonna ask him to stop making out and do… Well, something that wasn't making out instead. Sighing, he rubbed his temples and waited for her reply.

"Quinn is confronting Sam. She called him to join her at her place and she is about to freak as soon as he walks through the door, so she needs us there. You know, for support. Come on, Finny!" She protested as he pout. "You are such a good boyfriend." She whined, caressing his hair. "I promise I'll make it up for you."

"Can I touch your boobs again?" He blurted out, making her turn pink. "U-under the shirt?"

"Over the bra." She decided and made him the happiest guy on Earth, smiling widely.

"Miss Berry, you've got yourself a deal." Finn smirked, taking her hand and leading her out of the bedroom, anxiously hurrying to the car because honestly? He couldn't wait until they were back home.

As they knocked on the Fabray's front door, Finn shuddered. This house only carried bad memories for him, if you'd ask him. Remembering all the cheating, the lying, the tears and most of all, all the hate there was between him and Quinn made him want to grab Rachel by the hand and just go away with her so he could initiate mission Boob Grabbing.

Opening the door, a very serious Quinn approached them, her curly blond hair messed up in a high ponytail and Finn frowned. He had never seen her without make up before. Awkward.

"Whatcha staring at, Frankenteen?" Quinn huffed, opening the door widely open and inviting them in silently.

"Uh… I" He looked down at Rachel, pleading for some help.

"I think what Finn is trying to say is that you look great, dear." She held Finn's hand, biting her lip. Quinn played with her curls before shooting the couple a dirty glare.

"You are both liars! Just like him. Ugh, that damn Sam!" She rested both of her hands on her hips and huffed his name repeatedly like a mantra. A very bad mantra. "My name is Sam, Sam I am. How stupid is that?" She growled, sitting on the couch and curling up in a ball. Rachel sat on Finn's lap, but Quinn snapped at them.

"No! I don't need more happy couples in this house! My mom and her boyfriend have sickened me enough! Split, you two!" She pulled Rachel by the arm, sitting her on the other side of the couch and staring strictly at the door. After two minutes of silence, Rachel opened her mouth to speak.

"Quinn-"

"Hush!"

"But I just-"

"Mhm! Shh!"

"You know, he is not-"

"Be quiet!"

After half an hour of pure silence, Quinn staring at the door as if she was waiting for a miracle to burst through the door and Finn and Rachel exchanging glares at each other, Sam finally arrived.

"Hey baby! I'm- Whoa, since when are we double dating with Finchel?" Rachel pursed her lips, fearing for the poor Sam as Quinn's eyes burned in anger.

"." She told him simply. Sam sat on the couch, his eyes travelling on Quinn's gaze as he sighed.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. Quinn held her hands up in the air.

"Of course you are!" She huffed. "Every time you mess something up, you are sorry! Well, don't tell me you are sorry because you are not!" Suddenly Take A Bow began playing in Rachel's head, but she suppressed her intern joke to herself and herself only, squeezing Finn's hand and watching the confrontation begin.

"Q… Calm down baby, let's talk about it." He said, taking her hand as she pushed him away, tear filled eyes.

"No! You calm down! I'm fine! I'm great! In fact, I'm so good, I'm going to do what's best for me right now!" She said, pointing at his chest. "I'm breaking up with you, Sam. It's over." She told him, playing with her blond hair and forcing a smile, but the tears were predominant on her facial expression.

"Baby, you don't know-"

"Don't tell me what I know or don't know! You broke my heart, Sam! You don't have another chance with me! You lied to me!" She took off the promise ring and threw it on the floor, looking at him with puffy red eyes. "It's over! Don't look at me anymore. Don't get near me, I hate you!" She said between sobs, hurrying upstairs to her bedroom as he sighed.

Rachel looked at the stairs and then looked back at Finn, rubbing his back smoothly and whispering something about "I talk to Quinn and you console Sam." She whispered before hurrying upstairs, leaving the two boys alone. Finn rubbed his face, not really knowing what to say. Pursing his lips, he tried to think of something to cheer the blond boy up.

"Do your Sean Connery impression again."

A/N: I know this chapter was short, but the other one will be long, you'll see! Next on You'll Have to Cry Me Out – THE FINAL CHAPTER! ARE YOU GUYS EXCITED? Reviews are love!

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