So, I'm thinking two more chapters; this one and another afterward...
...thank you for all of your patience...
Finn stepped off of the stage feeling pretty awesome and a little confident. He was proud of himself. The crowd was cheering and the song was good.
The song was good.
The crowd loved it.
He walked to the refreshment counter and grabbed a bottle of water and a cookie. Taking a small bite and a little swig he eyed the place looking for his love.
She was across the way talking to Jesse.
Had she not heard? The boy wondered, staring at the couple.
"Fourteen, do you own any pets?" Quinn asked.
Jesse; who had his own coffee still took a drink before saying, "three dogs at my parents house and a cat in my apartment."
Quinn nodded, "and names?"
The boy laughed, "my oldest dog, he's ten, his name is Spot. Then we have Kiera and Lego."
"Lego, that's a cute name." Quinn answered.
Jesse shrugged, "it was my mothers idea."
"And how many awards do you think you'll win in your Broadway career?" The blonde asked, grabbing his coffee and stealing a drink.
"Many," Jesse answered, "though I don't wanna seem to full of myself." He gave the girl a wink.
"Since when?" Quinn joked; and she was aware that counted as question seventeen.
"Hey," the boy answered.
Quinn looked around the place before asking, "so what is your favorite flavor of candy bar?"
Jesse couldn't help but laugh, "are you running out of difficult questions?"
"I am." Quinn said, "so, answer."
"Milkyway."
"Those are good." The blonde looked behind herself before saying she'd be right back.
Jesse nodded before walking toward the bathrooms.
"What the hell was that?" A voice demanded from behind.
Finn knew that voice anywhere, he turned around and smiled at the blonde, "hey," he gave her a slightly awkward wave. Unaware of whether or not he should kiss her a the moment like he wanted too.
Quinn had her eyebrow raised and a scowl was placed upon her face, "what was that?" She repeated.
Finn shrugged, "that was a song, for you." He smiled goofily, he didn't think she'd be mad at that. Flattered maybe, but not mad.
"What are you talking about?"
"That song," Finn pointed to the stage. "No One, by Alicia Keys, it's your favorite." He reached for her arm, "it's how I feel about you."
Quinn pulled away, "why are you doing this?" She sighed, "I already told you I'm not interested in your little game anymore Finn. I've moved on. It's time you do too."
The boy shook his head, "but I-"
"No," was all the blonde said before she pushed past him.
He was left there standing alone.
The song didn't work.
And it was like that for a while after the church benefit. The girl's venomous words seemed to seep in. Finn left her alone.
He left her alone to be with Jesse.
It still broke his heart.
He'd still see her, every morning around six while getting his coffee, he'd see her. And he'd see Jesse, and they'ed be together.
Every morning he'd be getting Cinnimon Apple Coffee or the Hazelnut Almond coffee and he'd say a quick hello, trying to make their whole run-in a little more formal and friendly.
He'd be there every morning.
Every morning for days.
But days turned into weeks...
...and soon it had been over a month.
Finn had left her alone for over a month.
"I've got tickets," Jesse said, holding up two strips of cardstock paper as proof.
"Tickets are good," Quinn smiled fixing herself a cup of coffee.
Jesse nodded, "they are...and I know you're not a huge Broadway or Musical fan but I've got tickets to a show at the theatre house and..."
"I would love to go, stop rambling," the blonde said smiling before taking a quick drink.
The curly haired singer gave her a quick smile before leaning in for an incredible kiss.
They didn't break apart until the bell for the door sounded.
"Can I help you?" Quinn asked turning toward the counter seeing none other than Tina and Mike.
"Quinn, hello." Mike greeted sending her a quick look of amusement before eyeing Jesse.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "oh, shut up."
The two Asian's shared a smile before Tina asked for a Carmel Latte with an apple twist and Mike asked for a Cookies and Creme Frappe.
After Quinn wrote the orders down, Jesse began making the drinks.
"So, how is everything with the two of you?" Tina casually asked.
Quinn smiled, "good, I think...at first it was a bit tough because it seemed like Finn and Rachel were trying to pry us apart and then I realized they were, but soon it was back to normal, them leaving us alone." She looked at the boy behind them and said, "he's good to me."
Mike nodded, "but are you over Finn?" He asked.
When Quinn looked back at them Tina shrugged, "and is he over Rachel?"
Quinn reached up and rubbed her eyebrow, "I-I think so." She sighed, "I don't know, honestly, it's going to take more than just a month to move on completely." She rang up the cash register and said, "your total is fifteen twenty."
Mike pulled his wallet out and handed her the exact amount.
"I'm not using him." Quinn told the couple before Jesse handed over their order.
Later that week Quinn was preparing for her date with Jesse, Santana of course was sitting on the bed, watching her pick out outfits and telling her if they were good or not.
"Quinn, those dresses all look like something you'd wear to church." She told her." "They're all casual."
Quinn looked at the blue-ish dress she was holding at the moment, "I do wear them to chruch." She whispered.
Santana laughed.
"What?" Quinn asked, sending a legendary glare. "It's not funny."
Santana stood up, "you wanna wear something that you wouldn't be wearing to church." Santana told her.
"Like what?" Quinn wondered.
And Santana then began to search throught the girl's closet.
"San?" The blonde asked watching her friend warily.
"Shh," the other girl demanded, "I'm working here."
And Quinn sat on the bed, because there was no way in hell she'd be interuppting the Latina again.
Jesse tied his bow-tie before looking in the mirror, he and Quinn had been dating for a little over a month. And to him it all felt flawless, and amazing.
He remembered taking Quinn to meet Mrs. Dawson a few weeks ago.
Mrs. Dawson was like Jesse's family, she had a special place in his heart; all to herself, so it was sort of important to him that she met Quinn.
That she approved of Quinn.
"It's never going to be the perfect time." He had told her, getting out of his vehicle.
"What do you mean, the perfect time?" Quinn asked as Jesse opened the passenger door.
"I've been waiting," The boy told her, helping her from the seat, "but the perfect time never seems quite good enough, so I figured, what the hell, I'd just do it now."
"I'm still a little confused." Quinn told him, "what are we doing?"
Jesse closed the card oor and grabbed her hand, "here, come with me." He led her down the sidewalk where they stopped before a door. The boy lifted his hand and gently knocked.
A moment later, Quinn was face to face with an elderly lady, "Ah, Jesse!" The woman cried. "Is this her, my boy?"
Quinn looked at Jesse, "her?"
"Yes, it is." Jesse answered, "Mrs. Dawson, this is Quinn Fabray; my girlfriend." He then looked at the blonde, "Quinn this is a good friend of mine, Mrs. Dawson."
Quinn gave him a nod before shaking the woman's hand, "well, it's nice to meet you."
And Mrs. Dawson smiled widely, "you too dear, I've heard so much about you."
Quinn continued to give her a warm smile.
She was nice, Jesse remembered. Quinn and Mrs. Dawson had made lovely company. The two women had gotten along quite well.
And that fact alone meant a lot to him.
It was almost perfect.
An hour later Santana stopped looking in the closet and she turned around, "I don't think you have a dress you wouldn't wear to chruch."
Quinn shrugged, "well, things I wouldn't wear in chruch are either kind of slutty, full on slutty or way too fancy."
The Latina chuckled, "I love how you put the fancy one last."
Quinn shrugged, "I have nothing classy to wear."
Santana nodded, "that is true." She shrugged, "you know I have some dresses at home and I could run down there and grab one for you."
Quinn shook her head, "you live across town, you might not make it back in time."
"Oh, I will." Santana said grabbing her keys from the desktop. "You can count on me, Q."
Quinn didn't argue nor try and get her not to go, she knew the efforts would be useless, so instead she said, "drive safe."
Santana answered with an, "always do."
And Quinn's head hit the pillow.
The door was unlocked, Finn had moved the handle and the door pushed open. It was unlocked.
He knew he shouldn't have, he knew he shouldn't have pushed it all the way open, and he couldn't help it.
He pressed the door all the way open and stepped inside.
The Fabray house had always made him feel awkward.
It was the biggest house in Lima and it was the richest house in Lima.
The Fabray's were a little rich, and Finn always felt weird being in the house.
It was always cold and it seemed a little too welcoming, so it seemed unwelcoming. It was just plain awkward.
But he ventured in anyway.
He left her alone for a little over a month...
...and he couldn't do it anymore.
Quinn was asleep, either that or she was really good at faking it, but the boy was almost certain that she was actually asleep.
He quickly took his ipod out of his pocket and plugged it into the amplifier device that Quinn had on her desk. Then he turned the thing on.
He wanted to find the song before he pushed play.
And once he did he took a moment to look at her.
She was beautiful.
Hell, he knew that already, but it was like sleep enhanced that or something.
He smiled to himself, cause this was probably his last chance to make it happen. His last chance to make her his.
His last chance to get it right.
So, taking a deep breath and turned the devices on, turning it all the way up.
Time may take us apart, but I will still love you. I promise
And when the stars, stars are falling, I'll keep calling
I promise that you'll be my one my only everything, I'll never be untrue
And I promise back that for your love I will do anything
I will give you the stars
I will buy you the moon
And even through longest of our nights
And Even through the darkest days our
Love will find away
And when the stars are falling, I'll keep calling
I will still love you
And when your dreams are fading, I'll be waiting
I will still love you
You are my summer breeze my winter sun, my springtime soul, my autumn touch of gold
You are my sky my rain a way which my love flows cuz you're all
The smile of my heart and the breathe of my soul
Even if we find ourselves apart
We will hold out hopes and dreams
Forever in our hearts
And when the stars are falling, I'll keep calling
I will still love you
And when your dreams are fading, I'll be waiting
I will still love you
Tell me how you feel
I finally know how to feel. Tell me if it's real
And my heart is tells me it's real
So real, so real
And when the stars are falling, I'll keep calling
I will still love you
And when your dreams are fading, I'll be waiting
I will still love you
Time will take us apart that's true
But I will always be there for you
Your in my heart and you'll be in my dreams
No matter how many miles between
I promise you that I won't forget
The day we kissed or the day we met
The sky may fall and the stars my too
But I will still, I will still love you
And when the stars are falling, I'll keep calling
I will still love you
And when your dreams are fading, I'll be waiting
I will still love you
It was a duet, and Finn had been singing along with it...Quinn had woken up a few seconds after the start of the song, and she had joined in.
It was their song.
They were now standing face to face.
Finn smiled, "it's our song."
And Quinn kissed him because she knew it was true.
The moment was perfect.
The moment was amazing.
And when they pulled apart, they continued to stare into eachothers eyes lovingly...
The hazel eyes broke away and soon they met with painful blue ones.
"Jesse." Quinn whispered.
And the boy walked away.
"Jesse! Wait!" Quinn hollered after him, pushing past Finn and running through her house and down the stairs.
"Wait, Quinn!" Finn had hollered after her, and she was sure he had followed them down.
Quinn pushed the front door open, "Jes-" she broke off though...
...he was kissing Rachel.
So, there we go there's chapter twenty-five...
...finale is next, so I hope you're ready...
...reviews are appreciated!
Song:
I Will Still Love You, by Britney Spears (Featuring Don Philip)