Chapter 5

"A boyfriend?"

"Yeah, that's what she told me," Finn told his friend right after he got home.

"Bullshit, man," Puck replied as he sat up on the couch to face Finn.

Finn shrugged and looked away as he repeated, "That's what she told me."

"You believe her?"

"Yeah, why else would she not want to kiss me? My breath didn't smell, I checked. And if she didn't wanted to then she could just have said something else, not lie."

"Do you know him?"

Finn shook his head, "I haven't met any of her friends."

"Dude, she was so into you when you were singing that Journey song. Figure out who the guy is."

"I'm not gonna try to break them apart, if that's what you're thinking."

"You'll have to if you want the girl."

Finn sighed and walked to his room.

A week later, Finn was still thinking about Rachel. And about what Puck had told him.

Puck would definitely and without a doubt steal the girl, like he did with Quinn, but Finn wasn't like that. Finn played nice.

So, if he wanted Rachel for himself, he'd have to actually make her fall in love with him.

Game on, Finn thought as he stood up from bed Monday morning.

The only problem was that they still hadn't talked. Should he call her? What if she didn't want to talk with him anymore?

Many questions started to pop into Finn's mind, again.

He groaned and got ready for his daily run in Central Park.

When he was jogging through the beautiful and gigantic park he kept thinking about what he was going to do.

He knew, for sure, that he wasn't going to give up. But, he was going to play nice.

It was Thursday afternoon already, he still hadn't called her. Yet, she was still running through his mind.

Finn's phone rang and a huge smile spread over his lips as he saw who it was.

"Hi?" He answered, unsure of what to say.

"Hello, Finn?"

"Yeah, hey Rachel. I've been meaning to call you but-."

"Don't worry," Rachel interrupted quickly. "I just want to let you know that my first show's tomorrow. I remember you said that you wanted to go, so… I bought some tickets. Well, they gave it to us, but still. You can bring a friend."

Finn was in shock, she had remembered? He now felt like a coward, she had the guts to call him and he didn't.

"Sure, I'd love to. Thank you," he finally managed to say.

"It's no problem, Finn. I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes," He nodded quickly even though it was obvious that she couldn't see him. "Of course."

"Then I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, and, could you stop by my house? I'm going to leave soon; I can leave the tickets under the mat?"

"Yeah, I'll pick them up."

"Fantastic, I'll see you tomorrow," she said in a happy tone before she hung up.

On his way home, Finn stopped by Rachel's apartment. Like expected, the two tickets were underneath the mat. As he leaned down to pick them up, he heard some noises coming from inside the apartment. He leaned closer to the door and heard Rachel giggling and another voice. A male voice.

Finn quickly grabbed the tickets and left. Obviously, he was curious, who was this guy? Her boyfriend. But he knew that he'd probably feel like crap after hearing Rachel having fun with her boyfriend. And eavesdropping wasn't cool.

"Hey, man. Guess who called," Finn said as he walked inside his apartment.

"Who?" Puck asked, peeking from the kitchen.

"We're going to a Broadway show, you and me. Rachel called to invite. I got the tickets."

Puck groaned, "Can't you take someone else?"

"No, man. You have to come," Finn said walking to the kitchen.

"What's the show about?"

Finn shrugged, "Dunno."

"Take Quinn. She seemed pretty into it in the bar. She kept asking Rachel questions about it."

Finn shook his head, "I'm not taking another girl to the show. Rachel will think it's a date or something."

Puck stopped preparing his sandwich and looked at him, then looked back down and finished preparing it. Puck grabbed a plate and walked to the living room.

"So, you're coming?" Finn said, following Puck.

"Yeah, whatever."

"It's tomorrow. It's at 7:30."

Friday finally came. It was almost 7pm and Finn was already ready. He was on the couch waiting for Puck.

"Hurry up, man!"

"Shut up!" Puck called from his room.

Finn groaned and tapped his fingers on the couch. A few minutes later Puck walked to the living room ready, Finn stood up and walked out of the apartment.

"You nervous?" Puck asked as they got inside the cab.

Finn shrugged and buckled his seatbelt, "I need to get her some flowers. The cab will stop by and you get out and buy something fast, okay?"

"I'm already coming with you. That should be enough of a favor," Puck said.

Finn groaned, "Just do it, Puckerman."

"Fine, only because it's for that Rachel chick. Will her boyfriend be there?"

"I guess," Finn said.

Finn pulled up to a small flower shop, Puck got out and returned with a red rose.

"I think this is perfect. Not too much. Always works for girls," Puck said.

"Thanks," Finn took the flower from Puck and started the way to the theater.

Finn was nervous when they arrived. Puck quickly got out, Finn inspected himself in the mirror, and he paid before getting out, the flower in his hand. He shoved his hand in his pocket looking for the tickets.

"Here is yours," Finn said as he handed a ticket to Puck. Puck nodded and began walking inside.

They were already sitting down and Finn looked around.

"When am I supposed to give this to her?" Finn said as he looked at the flower.

"I don't know? After the show maybe."

Finn sighed and sat back on the small seat. He started flipping the playbill. Puck was too.

"Dude… this looks…" Puck trailed off and Finn nodded.

"Spring Awakening," Finn said as he read the tittle.

It hadn't been what Finn was expecting. At all.

Finn regretted inviting Puck. He had now seen her breasts.

They were waiting outside now, Finn was nervous. What he always was when he was expecting to see her.

Finn smiled when she saw her walking out, but her smile faded when he saw that someone was with her. A guy. The guy who had touched her breasts during the show.

The same guy who he had seen twice. Once when she brought her to the audition and the other time when he drove to the building of her apartment. The guy who was probably her boyfriend. Finn was hoping that he wouldn't recognize him.

"Hey!" Rachel smiled walking to Finn, Puck looked up from the sidewalk, where he was sitting, and stood up.

Finn smiled at her, "Hey. Great...Great performances," Finn said as Rachel leaned up to kiss his cheek hello.

Rachel blushed, "Thank you. I don't think that it bad at all. For our first time."

Finn nodded and handed her the flower, "It was amazing."

Rachel smiled and looked down at the flower she was now holding and then looked back up at Finn. "I see you brought Puck?"

"Noah," Puckerman said, joining the conversation. "You can call me Noah. Congratulations."

Finn instantly cocked an eyebrow as he glared at Puck who shrugged.

"This is Jesse. Jesse, meet Finn and Noah," Rachel said as he introduced them. Jesse was shorter than Finn, but he still managed to intimidate him with the glare he possessed.

Jesse smiled and took out a hand to shake Finn's and then Puck's, "Nice to meet you." Finn faked a smile and nodded. "Would you want to join us for dinner?"

Finn turned to puck and Puck shrugged, letting Finn decide, "Nah, I think we're fine," he said.

Rachel looked down as Jesse talked, "Okay then. I'll see you around," he held Rachel's hand tightly.

"Thank you for coming," Rachel spoke up, her gaze on the floor; Finn smiled and nodded, but then frowned when he realized that she wasn't looking at him.

They each said goodbye and walked their separate ways, Rachel with Jesse and Finn with Puck.

"What's with the 'call me Noah' crap?" Finn asked as they got inside the cab.

Puckerman shrugged and chuckled, "I knew you'd asked."

"Tell me."

"I don't know."

"Don't even think about-."

"I have Quinn," Puck said firmly.

Finn nodded and looked down.

"The show wasn't that bad," Puck said after a while.

Finn nodded again and sighed hoping that he wouldn't mention her breasts or the sex scene.

"You saw the sex scene? It was like light porn. They should show more skin. I mean, only her. Not the dude," Puck said and Finn rolled his eyes.

"Shut up."

"You agree."

"Shut up, Puckerman," Finn said as he turned to him. Puck rolled his eyes and didn't say a word for the rest of the ride.

When the cab pulled up Finn got out quickly. He was angry. Maybe angry at himself? He didn't know, he just knew that he was angry.

In just one night, he had met Rachel's boyfriend, who gets to have a sex scene with her on her Broadway show. And she had said that Broadway was her life. And to make it worse, Puckerman had seen her breasts.

Maybe it wasn't that bad, and maybe he was just exaggerating. But he now felt like he didn't stand a chance against the other guy, Jesse.

But, he wasn't about to give up. Or at least not yet.

Next morning, he decided to call her.

"Good morning, Finn," was the first thing he heard, Rachel's sweet voice.

"Hey, I, uh, I just wanted to tell you that you did amazing last night."

"Thank you, Finn."

Finn smiled and took a deep breath before talking, "I'd like to have some lunch with you, today. I mean, if that's okay."

"Yeah, I'm getting the day off so, I don't have any rehearsals. That sounds great."

"Awesome."