A/N: I think this is my last chapter. Someone suggested that I have like 5 years later or something, but I'm not entirely sure. I'm nervous to finish this. Anyway, enjoy! This is the day of the wedding. I want you all to remember that Rachel is very insecure and that Finn's only serious girlfriend is getting married, so she thinks that he only likes her because of that. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or really anything mentioned in this story so don't sue me or I'll sue you back.

P.S. The cake and the other baked goodies can be any flavor you like.

Chapter 11

Finn's P.O.V

The wedding was a small-ish wedding. It had they're friends and families, but that still ended up with a large group.

It was kind cool though.

Quinn looked really pretty in her dress, but Finn couldn't tear his eyes away from Rachel.

She looked absolutely stunning in a red dress (A/N: Picture the one from the episode Furt. I don't feel like making up one.) and her hair up in a bun.

Rachel watched the wedding devoutly, only casting her glance to Finn once or twice and offering him a small, hesitant smile. At one point she started tearing up and he wanted to hold her.

Sam had no issues before the wedding.

No, 'Why am I doing this,' or 'I can't go through with this.'

He had no doubts. If anything he was excited.

Puck, naturally, thought it was disgusting.

Puck also spent a lot of time prepping Finn for his plan to win over Rachel. Finn had discovered that, despite his protests about love and marriage, he had invited Lauren Zizes to the wedding and he often found Puck staring at her during the wedding.

Finn also discovered that Zizes was a spitfire. She was fierce and biting.

He immediately knew that they were perfect for each other.

Finn also noticed Jesse in the crowd. He stared at Rachel the entire ceremony, yet she rarely glanced back at him.

The thought pleased Finn.

The wedding ended and Sam pulled Quinn in for a deep kiss.

Finn smiled at the happiness his best friend had found. He also hoped that his happiness would mirror Sam's one day.

Quinn and Finn left for the reception hall and Finn immediately made his way over to Rachel, who, funnily enough, caught the bouquet.

"Hey Rach. The ceremony was beautiful," Finn said, causing Rachel to look up at him in shock.

"Yeah. It really was. How are you handling all of this?" Rachel inquired, with a concerned look.

Finn raised an eyebrow and replied, "Great. I'm really happy for Sam. And Quinn. They're made for each other."

"I know, but watching your only serious girlfriend get married to some other guy must be hard," Rachel surmised sympathetically.

Finn almost burst out laughing before he realized how serious she was being.

Was that why she wasn't interested in him? Did she think she was his rebound?

"Not really. I'm over her. In case you haven't noticed, I like someone else," Finn replied teasingly because it was obvious to everyone how interested in her he was.

"Oh, umm okay. I've got to go. I actually have a date," she replied nervously.

"Blow him off," Finn stated, not really asking.

"I can't Finn," she almost pleaded like she was scared she'd say yes.

"Yes you can," he replied, looping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

She hesitated and looked up at him tentatively. She was considering it. He could tell that she wanted to.

He leaned his head down to kiss her when she abruptly put her hand on his chest and forced some space between them.

"No," she protested, "In case you haven't noticed, I'm not the kind of girl who invites a guy somewhere and spends the entire time cheating on him with another guy. While Jesse and I don't have a lot of chemistry admittedly, he is a very nice guy and I refuse to hurt him."

Finn sighed and ran his hand roughly through his hair.

"When are you gonna get that he's not in to you like I am?" Finn argued.

"I'm not gonna marry him! I might not even stay with him after the wedding, but I came here him and I won't cheat on him. I am not some girl that you can have a fling with Finn!" She almost yelled in reply.

Finn opened his mouth incredulously.

A fling? A fling had never even crossed his mind! He loved her!

"Rachel I lo-"

"Hey babe," Jesse St. Jackass interrupted.

He kissed her on the cheek and continued, "Nice job with the bouquet. Hey Finn. What's up?"

Finn shut his mouth and clenched his jaw angrily. Damn him! Why did he always have to screw things up with him and Rachel?

"Nothing," he managed, "I'll see you at the reception, Rach. Bye."

He kissed her cheek before leaving.

It wasn't enough for him, but seeing as he couldn't take her into her arms and kiss her full on the mouth, it would have to suffice.

He turned on his heel and made his way to his car.

He'd show her how he felt if it killed him.

(At the reception hall)

So it might actually kill him.

He had to watch Jesse spin Rachel around and hold her close.

To his delight, however, she looked uncomfortable and she kept glancing over at Finn with sad eyes.

And, perhaps, longing.

Finn stood and approached the DJ. He requested the song Faithfully.

He knew Sam wouldn't mind and Quinn wouldn't notice.

The song started playing and Rachel jumped up in surprise.

Jesse looked at her concerned and Finn approached her.

He held out his hand and gave her one of the half-smile that he knew she liked.

"Can I have this dance?" he asked Jesse without taking his eyes off of Rachel.

She seemed just as entranced and she took his hand, informally shooing Jesse away.

He pulled her close and put his hand on her waist.

"Finn, I'm sorry," Rachel whispered.

Finn smiled down at her and replied, "Don't be. I've been coming on kind of strong lately. I get it if you're not interested." He instantly hoped that she would deny it.

"I am interested. Very interested, but guys like you don't date girls like me, Finn," she murmured.

He could've died at that very moment.

"That's because girls like you are too good for guys like me," Finn retorted, hoping that at the very least she'd find it funny.

They danced in silence for the majority of the dance and when the end came, he whispered, almost hoping she couldn't hear it, "I love you."

Her head shot up and her eyes brimmed with unshed tears.

Shit, he thought, I've made her cry and she won't say it back. Brilliant Finn. Freakin brilliant.

Finn saw Jesse walking up to him in the corner of his eye. He held out his hand and inquired, "May I?"

Finn released Rachel and stepped away.

Without looking at St. Jerkface, he replied, "She's all yours."

Finn turned away and walked out of the building ignoring Rachel calling his name.

Rachel's P.O.V

Rachel couldn't move. She couldn't breathe.

Finn loved her.

Finn loved her.

She loved him too. She wanted nothing more than to go after him and tell him, but as always fear stood in her way.

"Rachel? Are you feeling okay?" Jesse inquired, making Rachel acknowledge his presence.

They had been slow dancing, but she couldn't take her eyes off of the door.

She nodded weakly and tried to smile confidently, but it wasn't working.

Jesse stopped moving and pulled her to the side.

"Rachel, don't act like I'm stupid," Jesse commanded.

"What? You're not stupid," she argued.

"Then why are you acting like I can't tell that you're in love with Finn?" He replied angrily, his voice rising somewhat.

Rachel didn't know how to reply.

"He loves you and you live him, so why am I here?" he asked.

"I don't know," she whispered, hating how fragile her voice sounded.

Jesse clenched his fist and turned to storm out.

Rachel couldn't stop the tears that spilled down her cheeks.

She didn't want to hurt anyone and she had probably blown it with Finn because she was so damn timid.

She stood there numbly and went to sit back at her table with Quinn.

"What's wrong?" Quinn asked her eyes full of concern.

"I hurt a nice guy and I ruined things with Finn," she replied, not caring anymore.

Quinn put her hand on Rachel's shoulder sympathetically.

Finn's P.O.V

Finn had been sulking on the steps outside of the building when Jesse St. Jackass came storming out.

Finn jumped up and inquired, "Jesse, what happened? Where's Rachel?"

"She's in there. I didn't need to be there. She doesn't want me there," he spat out, almost spitefully.

He stormed off before Finn could ask him what he meant.

He didn't dare hope that maybe she felt the same.

Almost seconds later, Rachel came running out.

"Rach," he breathed in disbelief.

She looked shocked that he was there and his happiness began to fizzle.

She was here for Jesse.

"He just left," Finn stated bitterly.

Rachel's face became muddled with confusion.

"Who? I came here to see you," she replied.

"You did?" he asked in shock.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Yeah. Why so surprised?"

"I don't know. I just am," Finn replied suspiciously.

She sniffled and he could tell that she'd been crying.

He sat back down on the stair and gestured for her to join him.

She hesitated before sitting down and she began, "Finn there's something I should tell you."

He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

Taking that as a sign to continue she rambled, "I was really scared to admit that I felt more for you than a platonic friend should. I spent a while denying it. And Jesse seemed like the kind of guy I thought I should be dating. He was a great guy and I didn't want to hurt him. And then I thought all of this was because you lost Quinn and she was marrying someone else and you felt like you were losing me. I was just so-"

He cut her off by leaning in for a kiss.

She put her hands on the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

He suddenly craved for her to be closer, so he put his arms on her waist and pressed her against him.

He pulled away for air and they pressed their foreheads together and he breathed, "I love you too."

She giggled and said, "No, you're one, I'm too. I love you too."

Finn pulled away and shrugged nonchalantly.

"I don't care. Someone had to say it for you. You were too scared," He said scared with a mock baby voice and attempted to pinch her cheeks like you would a child.

She slapped his hand away and rolled her eyes playfully.

She stood up abruptly and held out her hand to him, saying, "Come on."

"Where are we going?" he inquired, taking her hand and pulling himself up, although it was more for show. The last thing he wanted to do was pull Rachel down the stairs just because he couldn't stand up by himself. That would kill the romance.

"Wedding," she answered, putting his arm on her around her shoulders in a smooth maneuver.

He kissed her on the top of her head before walking in with her.

He finally had everything he wanted. And who knew.

Maybe there was a reason she caught the bouquet.

A/N: I'd like to thank everyone who is reading this, has reviewed and has favorited me or this story! You guys are awesome. If you want me to write like a little after like an epilogue or something, just tell me in my reviews. In 3 days you guys will know the outcome. I'll either make it complete or I'll upload a new chapter! Anyway, for being so awesomely nice, you guys get imaginary whatever-you-want! It can be whatever baked good in whatever flavor you want. Please review for maybe the last time.