A/N: Okay I know everybody's like confused with the pairing so let me just clear things up. First of all, this is a finchel fanfic. The first few chapters I posted are sort of just the backstory. The whole plot will revolve around Rachel thinking Finn is gay (but actually not) and blackmailing him into helping her with Puck since they're best friends.

This was not how Finn thought it would turn out. In fact he never ever thought he would ever find himself in a situation like this.

He still can't quite comprehend what's happening as he sits on the bench by the foot of the four-poster bed with pink sheets and pink pillow cases that make it look like some kind of Disney princess sleeps on it. He looks around and realizes that pretty much everything in this room is pink and yellow and sparkly and just plain girly and childish.

He's never been inside a girl's room before, not even Quinn's but he's pretty sure it's not supposed to look like this when you're way past the age of seven. Stuffed animals that splayed in different corners of the room are now starting to creep him out because he feels like he's being watched. He looks down at his feet and notices the carpet is somewhat like a piano. He idly wonders if she sings. Well, for one there are playbills of different musicals he's never even heard of lining up the wall and he did notice a boom box which was yes, you guessed it right, pink and bedazzled, placed on the table at the corner so she probably does or maybe she just likes to listen.

The door swings opens and in walks Rachel carrying a glass of water. She hands it to him before sitting down.

"I'm sorry for what happened, Finn."

For a moment, he stares at her with a confused look. What is she saying sorry for? She just gives him a quick glance before looking back down the floor as if embarrassed.

"For you know, what happened between you and Kurt."

"Oh."

He hesitantly takes a sip of the water in his hand. He thinks about how exactly he got here and his mind wanders back into the auditorium that morning.

"W-what?"

Rachel had no clue what he's up to. Is this some kind of trap? If she steps closer to him, are there people who's going to surprise attack her with slushy? Or worse throw pee balloons at her face. She's going to have to take forever to shower if that happens. She winces at the thought. Really, she can't be blamed for always assuming the worst from people because of all the bullying she faces daily.

"I said," he slowly emphasized every word, "Can you please stay?"

"Is this some kind of a trap? Are you hiding a knife behind your back?" she asked and turned around.

Finn could have chuckled if it wasn't for the implication that she thinks he's some kind of a serial killer.

"No, silly. I just need some company to make me forget about my problems and since you've already managed to make me laugh, I think you'd be a pretty great candidate."

He winked at her. Oh my God. Finn Hudson winked at her. Wasn't he supposed to be gay? Hah. She knew Kurt was lying. But then she gasped loudly as she realized the implications of what Finn just said. She swallowed the lump forming in her throat while she took small steps back towards the exit. She fished for something in her bag.

Finn took notice of her silence and saw her holding something small enough to be clasped inside her hands.

He stood up from his seat to his full height. This just reminded Rachel just how literally big of a person he is which worries her even more. She won't have a chance to escape if he ever gets a hold of her.

He started walking towards her direction. "Look, I ju-"

"N-no." Rachel held out her free hand. "Stop right there."

Finn just gave her a confused look with his mouth still open from what he was just about to say. What is up with this girl?

"I have a rape whistle. Whatever you're planning to do, I suggest you reconsider because if you take another step towards me, I am going to blow this whistle so hard until someone comes in and I'll press charges against you for attempted rape."

"What?!"

Finn really couldn't believe this girl. She actually thinks he was going to rape her? Can't she give him more credit than that? This is just the most ridiculous thing that he's ever heard in his life and that includes the time when Puck told him he plans to steal an atm and asked for help. Hah. As if.

"You heard me. Now back away and we'll forget this ever happened."

Her mouth is now closed around the whistle ready to blow it any time he makes another move. Instead of backing away though, he just laughs again because this whole situation is just plain comical.

And now in addition to being scared, she also felt mad because how dare he laugh at her again. She couldn't believe how many emotions this boy can evoke from her in such a short amount of time and normally she would have been glad because it's a great help to improve her acting skills even more but her life is at stake here.

"I'm glad you find this very amusing but I don't think you will still be laughing when you're behind bars."

"You're forgetting one thing though," he said still reeling from laughter.

Rachel's eyes lingered back to where she fell moments ago to check if she had missed to pick up an item that fell from her things. There was none.

"And what exactly is that?"

"We're in the auditorium," he said as if that explains everything but Rachel doesn't catch on. And he thought she was supposed to be smart. He continues. "This room is soundproof. Why do you think I went here?"

Rachel's face just blanched and fell as she realizes the truth in his statement. This is it. This is the end of her life. She tries to look back on how her whole life had gone before this moment just like in all those movies where the character gets a flashback of everything he's done before giving one last breath. She can't believe this is the end of Rachel Berry.

Sure she fantasizes a lot about her funeral. She thinks about how people especially from her school finally realizing how amazing she is but it being too late, about all the guys throwing themselves into her grave lamenting because they didn't have enough courage to ask her out when she was alive. All of the heartfelt speeches and the regrets. Everything.

But then again she's never even met Barbra Streisand or Patti LuPone. She's never even sang on a real broadway stage. She hasn't even finished reading The Unauthorized Biography of Britney Spears. She hasn't experienced getting provoked by paparazzi to cause her to attack them. Oh God. A-and Noah. Noah's still mad at her.

Clearly, she delved too much into her life that she didn't notice Finn was already right in front of him reaching out to hold both of her arms in his hands and she was startled out of her temporary daze and blurted out her thoughts loud enough that Finn heard it.

"I have never even had my first kiss," she says while touching her own lips.

Wait, she's never been kissed by anyone? He thought to knows the chick was weird and geeky but she doesn't look that bad. In fact she's sorta.. uh.. he swallows as his eyes rake over her body.. hot. He at least thought some guy would have put the moves on her.

"And now I'm going to be murdered."

The word murdered brings him back to reality.

"Relax, Rachel," he said and gave her a lopsided grin showing off his dimples. "Wait, that's your name, right?"

And for some bizarre reason, Rachel found herself nodding. She felt his hands start rubbing her arms up and down and her eyes fell to where it was. That's when she noticed how stiff she was while holding her breath.

"I'm not going to do anything bad to you, okay?"

She looks at him still sceptical of his intentions.

"I'm not carrying any murder weapon," he said and withdrew his hands from her arms and holds it up in surrender. "You can check my pockets or bags. And I'm certainly not going to rape you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

And at that she visibly relaxed and let out the breath she's been holding.

"I just really needed someone to talk to." He held out a hand for her to take and gave him another lopsided grin that he's quite famous for.

Rachel still felt disinclined but found herself submitting anyway. "It must be that smile," she thought. He must have been using that smile to get his way with people and that did not exclude her so she takes the proffered hand.

He led her down a few more rows down before he finally settled on a seat in the middle. She didn't understand his logic in picking out which seat to take and she still thought it was a big booby trap.

He gestured for her to sit too. She did but not without being cautious by checking if there are any items on the chair or the floor that could possibly hint that this was in fact an ambush staged by the football team. When she was sure that it's prank-free, she smoothed out her skirt at the back and carefully seats herself down one chair away from where Finn sat.

It's silent for a moment. She waited for him to talk but when it became clear that he wasn't going to any time soon, she just cleared her throat before she hesitantly spoke.

"Isn't this supposed to be the job of your best friend?"

He could tell by the rigid way she's sat that she's still not very comfortable with him.

"Who? Puck?" He genuinely doubts that would be a good idea. It's like running to the bakery for medicine. Hah. He smirks at his metaphor. He hopes his English professor can hear him right now. He sees her quietly nod her head in answer.

"Oh come on. He'd just probably call me a pansy for crying and then laugh at my face."

Rachel laughed because yes, that would be a very Noah thing to do. "Point well-made."

He gave her another soft smile because finally she laughed. Like actually laughed and he couldn't help but notice that she has really nice pearly white teeth. It's nice 'cause she's starting to relax for real.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

He's never really a good liar and usually his mom catches on too quickly when he does but that's because she's known him all his life. Since Rachel doesn't know him all too well, he just hoped he looked believable enough for her to buy it.

He opened his mouth but before any word could come out, he heard her speak again. He silently cursed this Rachel chick for always catching him either at the beginning or middle of his sentence but never letting him finish. Maybe this is why no guy has ever taken interest in her.

"Actually, would you mind if I ask you a question first? I kind of wanted it out before we get to any awkward stuff and it would totally make it more awkward when we come to that point and I suddenly ask you this."

Finn had no clue what the hell she's talking about because she spoke too fast. Just that she wanted to ask him a question so he smiled and said, "sure."

"Are you gay?"

Finn almost chokes on his own spit.

Wow the straightforwardness of this girl continues to amaze him. At least he didn't have to awkwardly open up the topic now since she inadvertently did already.

When she received no answer, she continued. "I do not mean it as anything offensive. I have two gay dads who have raised me perfectly as you can see," she says smiling and gesturing to herself. "And I love them both so much but it's just that K-Kurt told me that-"

"I'm his boyfriend," he said finishing her sentence. "Well, technically, ex now. We just called it off a while ago."

Rachel eyes shot open in shock of his words. So it's true. It is coming from the mouth of Finn Hudson so it must be then. She can't believe it. Finn is gay and suddenly she felt embarrassed for accusing him of attempting to rape her. Who is she kidding. Why would the most popular guy in school who could have any girl he wanted or guy for that matter would even bother with her? He feels her whole body turn red in shame for her ludicrous actions a while ago. She buries her head in her hands in exasperation.

Truthfully, even Finn can't believe what came out of his mouth. All he knows is that this will solve his and Kurt's problem on Rachel's doubt in Kurt's claims without him being dragged into it further.

She finally recovers from the shock and tries to find her voice again.

"Was that why you were crying then?"

No. "Yes."

She nodded her head in thought before looking back at him again but never directly in his eyes. "Would you mind if I asked what happened?"

"I-it just sorta happened, y'know. We were happy for a while and then we're not anymore."

Finn is kind of amazed at himself for the quick thinking. That's a sentence he'd never thought would exist. Finn Hudson and quick thinking just don't mesh well until this moment of course.

But Rachel is still not satisfied with the information he's giving her. "So you've been together for a while?"

"A little more than a month," he said without missing a beat. God he's really so proud of himself right now. Maybe he should consider a career in acting.

"But aren't you dating Quinn Fabray?"

Sometimes Finn hates being popular. It means everybody, even the people you don't know, is somewhat aware of your business. Even the things you don't want them to know about. The baby. He thought. It still confuses him how Quinn could be pregnant when they have never even had, you know, sex.

"Uh yeah but we just kinda dated because everybody expected us to be a couple."

That's technically not a lie. Quinn just came onto him one day and told him that they should start dating and eventually Finn learned to like her because who in the right mind wouldn't. And yeah sure making out with her is awesome but that's all they ever did and he's never even been to her room before because boys were not allowed being Christian and all that. Besides, he's never heard of anyone getting pregnant just by heavily making out even if the dude may have a problem in arriving early just like him. He better do his research later.

"Oh so you're really gay then? And Quinn is like your beard?"

"Uh, I guess so," he said while scratching the back of his neck because this is just really weird and uncomfortable. "I know you of all people should know how cruel it can be if anybody finds out about it so please tell me you're not going to tell anyone."

Please say yes. Please say yes. Please say yes.

"Okay." Yes!

He pats himself in the back for handling this so well and mentally pumps his fist in the air. He stood up ready to say thank you and goodbye to Rachel.

"But-" uh oh.

Finn should have known it was too early to celebrate. Ugh. His shoulder slumped and he anxiously waited for the but.

"You have to do me a favour." He growls. Not another one. Finn thinks he's going to be sick of that word but does he really have a choice? He just hopes it's not worse than Kurt.

"What would that be?" Asking that question, he suddenly felt like a genie granting everybody's wishes.

And because of that here he is in Rachel Berry's house, more specifically in herroom of all places and in her head he's as gay as that pink bedazzled boom box she has and the worst part is that he couldn't even tell her otherwise.

"So what's the plan?" Rachel asks directly.

"What plan?"

"Finn, I asked you to come over because you agreed to help me out with Noah."

Agreed? Hah. Yeah right. More like left with no choice. When will all these extortions stop?