Chapter-3
Roommates
Author's Note
Hi guys. I'm so so so sorry for the delay in updating. After my finals got over my family and I went on vacation so I couldn't update. So as compensation, here's a longer and funnier chapter. Please, Please, Please review. Let me know if you have any suggestions for this story. Also I'm writing a new story about Mike and Tina. Please review it too. Also send in prompts for other stories. Sorry for the long A/N. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
FINN'S POV
"Finn?" he asked.
"No, it's Oprah!" I replied sarcastically." Get of off me, dude!"
"What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to come at noon?" asked Mike, getting off of me.
"What the hell is going on?" came an amused exclamation from Matt who we had probably just woken up. "Finn? What are you doing here?" he asked surprised.
"My flight got cancelled and the only other one available was an earlier one leaving at midnight." I replied. "And Mike here just went all karate kid on me. He thought I was some kind of murderer."
"Hey! I heard strange sounds coming from the kitchen. You were supposed to come at noon. And you didn't even call us to let us know that you were coming. You were holding a knife, for God's sake!" said Mike.
"Ok, firstly? My phone died so I had to ask this lady at the airport to let me borrow her phone. I didn't bother calling Puck cause you know he'd never hear his phone ring once he's sleeping. Matt, you're phone is switched off. And Mike you didn't pick up either." I told them.
"Shit, my phone's in silent!" said Mike checking his phone.
"And secondly, I took a knife to cut an apple, genius!" I said, indicating towards the apple that lay on the kitchen counter.
"I was hungry." I stated.
"Oh, I have something better that you can eat." Said Matt and opened the refrigerator and took out a container. He gave the container to me saying" They're delicious!" I opened the container to find a few pieces of brownies in there. I tried a piece and honestly, it tasted like heaven.
"Oh my god! This is so good. How did you get them?" I asked, gobbling them up.
"How do you know that one of us didn't bake it?" asked Mike.
"The day you guys start to bake stuff like this, is the day I'm gonna be a dance choreographer." I deadpanned.
"Touché." replied Mike.
"Anyway, this girl Rachel, who is our neighbour, baked them. She gave those when she came to say hello." said Matt.
"Dude, these brownies are so good. Did you guys thank her?" I asked.
"Of course." said Mike scoffing. "We know our manners. We're not two year olds."
"Right." I said rolling my eyes." So, Rachel lives alone?" I asked.
"No. She lives with her friend Kurt and apparently two of her other friends Tina and Quinn are coming down on Saturday." replied Matt.
"Oh, that's nice. It was really sweet of her to welcome you guys with these brownies." I said.
"Yeah. She seemed like a nice person. Really sweet and bubbly. You should meet her. You two could hit it off." said Mike suggestively.
"Guys, come on. I told you. I'm just not up for dating now." I said remembering last year's drama with Kathy.
"Finn, I know you're still upset about the whole Kathy thing, but you have to stop being so worried that someone is gonna break your heart all over again. Just meet Rachel. For us? As much as we know, she's nothing like Kathy." said Matt sympathetically.
"He's right, Finn. Rachel is lovely .By the way, did we tell you that she invited us over on Sunday. She told us that we could have a little get together with her friends." said Mike. "You could meet her there."
"Fine, Fine. I'll meet her. But I'm not promising anything. I'll just give it a try." I said defeated.
To be honest, I was slightly eager to meet Rachel too. I mean, Matt and Mike have wanted me to date someone, since the breakup with Kathy, but they have never been vocal about it. If they have to say this then there must be something about Rachel.
After talking for a while, it was around five-thirty.
"Ok guys, I think it's time for me to Skype Monica." said Matt, going towards his room.
"Damn, he's whipped!" said Mike chuckling.
I nodded my head, smiling. Matt had met Monica at his sister Hannah's culinary class. They had been together since. But she had to move to Monte Carlo for a one- year course in cooking .So, now they were in a long distance relationship. I mean it was fine, considering Monica would be moving to New York in 3 months.
"I'm going for a run. You coming?" asked Mike, getting up.
"Nah, I'm just gonna catch some sleep. Don't wake me up till it's 2 in the noon." I said yawning.
"Sure" said Mike, leaving.
I went to my room and kept my stuff and the other boxes down. I decided to unpack later and simply collapsed on my bed. Aaah! Sweet, sweet sleep. How I've missed you!
When I woke up, it was around 1'o clock. Matt and Mike had gone out to meet the Dean of Julliard to clear out a few formalities. Puck was watching "Die Hard".
"Seriously, this one again?" I asked, while settling myself on the couch, near him.
"Hello to you too, buddy." replied Puck with a smirk. "And to answer your question, "Die Hard" is a classic." he replied.
"Yeah, sure" I replied rolling my eyes.
"Hey, I heard you scared the living crap out of Mike today." he says.
"He thought I was some kind of Hannibal Lector psycho. So yeah, he was pretty freaked out. Not to mention, he swinged your baseball bat at me." I replied.
"Ouch!" said Puck sympathetically.
"So, when are you planning on meeting Rachel?" he asked pretending to be casual about it.
"Glad to know that you, Matt and Mike are in on the 'Get Finn a girlfriend' plan. And to answer your question, I thought I could meet her at the get together." I replied.
Puck stopped watching the TV and looked at me with an incredulous expression.
"Dude, she lives next door. That's like 5 feet apart. Go introduce yourself. What are you waiting for?" he asked in an amused tone.
"And how should I introduce myself to her? Should I say 'Hi, I'm Finn Hudson the guy you've never met and whose idiot of a friend Puck you met yesterday for like 5 minutes and is trying to set us up? " I asked sarcastically.
"Ok firstly? I'm not an idiot. I just asked her to give my number to Quinn, okay? Nothing wrong with that! She probably doesn't even know that Puckzilla is famous with the ladies!" he replied defensively.
"If she has half the brain that Mike told me she has, then she definitely knows how much of a player you are and wouldn't bother Quinn to give her your number." I replied honestly.
"Secondly" he said, ignoring my previous remarks "She talked to us for like 15 minutes not 5."
I simply scoffed at that.
"And finally, you could meet her by saying that you wanted to return the container in which she gave the brownies?" suggested Puck.
"Puck, no. I'll just meet her on Sunday." I replied.
"Oh, come on. Just give her the container and come back. You don't have to ask her out. Just go introduce yourself." he advices.
"But what if she's not home?" I asked.
"Then come back, of course. Jeez, teaching this to you, is harder than teaching the alphabets to preschoolers!" he says exasperated.
"Fine, I'm going." I said getting up from the couch and going to the kitchen counter, where the container was kept. I took it and went to check myself in the mirror. After brushing down a few uneven ruffled hairs, I headed to the door.
As I left I heard Puck say" Go get some, Hudson!"
Rolling my eyes, I took a deep breath. It's been almost a year since the whole Kathy debacle. I stood there taking a moment to reminisce. I had met Kathy, when I was a junior. I was the Quarterback and she was the Head cheerleader. But for a cheerleader, she was pretty sweet to everyone. Or so I thought.
Once we started dating, people came to me saying that she was mean and horrible. Hell, even Puck, Matt and Mike didn't like her so much. But I was quite confused and frankly, pretty angry too. I mean, Kathy was so different when she was with me, that it was impossible to believe. I had thought that people didn't know her like I did.
Even when Becky, who was like a little sister to me, came and told me that Kathy had bullied her, I had decided not to believe her. I shouted at her and said that she was lying. Becky couldn't bear that and broke into tears. And then one day, I caught her red-handed, throwing slushies at Becky. I was beyond shocked. I broke up with her and begged forgiveness from Becky, but she told me that if I were a true friend I wouldn't have doubted her in the first place.
Even after that I was an idiot to believe Kathy when she told me that she was changing for the better. I thought that maybe she had decided on becoming a better person. But Kathy had never changed. Midway through senior year; I caught her cheating on me with Azimio, my teammate. Why had I ever believed her?
The worst part is that at one point, I actually loved her. That's why it was hard for me to move on. I had planned the rest of my life with Kathy. And for it all to break apart was too much for me. I was different before I met her. Lighter somehow. But now, it was as if I didn't know who I was anymore.
Taking another deep breath, I reached the door of her apartment, 406. I rang the bell once and waited. There was no response. I rang the bell again.
Maybe this was a bad idea .I should leave. There's probably no one home. Just as I was about to leave, the door sprang open and a tall man with a pale face stood there. His hair and clothes were slightly dishevelled. He had a frustrated expression on his face.
"Hi. How can I help you?" he asked.
"Hi. My name's Finn Hudson. My friends and I moved in to 402, opposite to you. Rachel came and gave us a batch of brownies, so I just, umm, wanted to return the container." I said in a rushed tone.
The man's expression changed into an amused one.
"Finn? As in the Finn, who was supposed to fly in today?" he asked.
"Yes. Exactly." I said. How did he know who I was? Wait, is he Rachel's roommate? What was his name, again?
The name suddenly clicking in, I asked "You must be Kurt? Hi. Nice to meet you."
Kurt shook my hand with a bright smile and took the container from my hands.
Just then I heard another man's voice calling" Who is it, Kurt?"
"Blaine, it's our neighbour, Finn" replied Kurt.
"Who's Blaine?" I asked curiously.
"My boyfriend. Anyway, did you want to meet Rachel?" he asked.
"Yeah. My friends were going on and on about how amazing she is and wanted me to meet her ASAP." I replied.
Kurt let out a light chuckle." She sure is amazing. But you can't meet her now. She's locked up in her room, working on a deadline on one of her projects. Rachel has to give it in by midnight." he said with an apologetic smile.
"Oh" I said feeling slightly disappointed.
"But you can meet her tomorrow?"he asked.
"Ummm." I stuttered out, thinking about how I had to go to Uncle Keith's tomorrow. "How about Saturday?" I asked.
"Oh, we won't be here mostly. You see we're to pick our friends from JFK." He replied.
"Maybe we'll just have to meet on Sunday" I replied, with slight dejection.
"Don't worry. You'll definitely meet her then. Trust me, it's worth the wait. Also you'll be able to meet Tina and Quinn. And Blaine." he said.
I raised my eyebrows. Wasn't he here already?
"He's indisposed right now." He replied with a slight blush.
"Well, please tell Rachel I'm very eager to meet her and your friends. Also please wish her luck on her project for me. It was nice meeting you Kurt." I said, smiling.
"Likewise. See you on Sunday." he replied, slowly closing the door.
I went back into our apartment. As soon as I came in, I heard Puck say "So, did you meet her? She was super hot, right? And man, can she cook!" he blabbered.
"I didn't meet her." I told him.
"Why? Wasn't she there?" he asked.
"She was. But she has a deadline for today, so she's locked in her room working on it. Her roommate Kurt told me about it." I said.
"Oh. Well then, I guess you're meeting her on Sunday, after all" he said, flipping through the TV channels.
"By the way, I'm going to Uncle Keith's tomorrow. So, I probably won't be here for the rest of the day." I tell him.
Uncle Keith is my mom Carole's brother. He's one of my very few relatives. He has a wife and son too. Aunt Karen and Alex. Uncle Keith runs a mechanics shop.
"Tell him, I said 'Hi'." says Puck.
I give a light nod.
Suddenly, the door sprang open and in came Matt and Mike.
"Hey. How'd the meeting with the Dean go?" I ask them.
"Dean Sylvester is honestly, something else." said Matt with an amused expression.
"She kept calling me 'Dancing Jackie Chan'" said Mike with a mildly horrified expression. "She was pretty much like Loki in the first Avengers movie." he said sitting down.
"And she said that if we broke any of her rules, then she would and I quote here 'destroy your unimportant, useless and non-achieving lives'" said Matt wincing a little.
"Wow. She sounds lovely." said Puck sarcastically.
"Anyway. Guys, I wanted to tell you that I'm meeting up with Sam on Saturday, so you would have to set up the rest of the stuff without me." said Mike.
"Wait. Sam as in blond dude, trouty lips, the guy who ran after Sam Worthington, shouting Na'avi?" asked Puck snickering.
"Yeah. The one and only Sam Evans. That incident was super embarrassing, even though he had the 'I'm drunk' excuse. He goes to NYU here." said Mike laughing.
"Anyway, how was Rachel?" asked Matt.
"Wait, how did you-?" I barely completed when Puck said" I texted them."
"How'd it go?" asked Mike eagerly.
"She was busy with a deadline. I met her roommate Kurt who told me." I tell them.
The guys nodded their heads in understanding.
"So, anyone up for a 'Die Hard' marathon?" asks Puck.
"How about Footloose?" asks Mike.
"Footloose? Seriously?" Said Puck with a bored expression.
"What's wrong with Footloose?" asked Mike.
"Oh, here we go again!" said Matt exasperated.
The rest of the day was spent bickering over movies and finally Matt decided that the only way to stop the fight was to play 'The Princess Diaries' marathon, which effectively shut both Mike and Puck up.