Chapter Four: The Dates That Didn't Go.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of these characters they all belong to Fox and the very lucky Ryan Murphy.
Author's Note: For the anon who kindly messaged my on tumblr, thank you for the motivation. Enjoy and please review!
At precisely fifteen minutes past seven there was a continuous rapping on Finn Hudson's front door; slowly he got up ambling his way over to the door finishing tying his tie.
As he opened the door he was shocked to see standing there a very dressed up and stressed out Quinn Fabray.
"Hey Quinn I was just coming."
"I thought I would come round in case you'd forgotten or were incapacitated." She smiled sweetly at him.
"Oh, no I was just running late." Finn tried to brush off.
"Are you reading now?" She demanded.
"Yeah, I'll just grab my wallet and phone."
If Finn was being honest Quinn scared him; she was organised and on time and precise in everything she did; with every decision she made, with every strand of hair. She was determined and definite and serious. And Finn, Finn was anything but. Finn had strolled through High School at his own steady pace, making his own ridiculous decisions and only really caring about football. In fact he had done that through College too, never getting close enough to a girl to care too much or have to make too much effort. Except that one girl, no Finn thought, he shouldn't go there. Not tonight. He knew this date meant a lot to Quinn, he could see it in her eyes and the way she chatted excitedly next to him. But for him, this date was out of politeness, he may look like everything Quinn thinks she wasn't but Finn Hudson was far from it.
The couple caught a cab to a very expensive and classy restaurant, just the place he though Quinn would take him. He ordered a beer much to the frown of his date who ordered white wine and some water. Finn knew he stuck out as someone who didn't belong there, he was wearing H&M and this place had white, cotton table cloths and sold things called "Goujons", which turned out just really to be fried chicken.
The questions started pretty soon after they sat down as Quinn coughed and started to interrogate Finn as though this was a murder investigation not a first date. Finn had been on dates, especially the first one and he was pretty sure that this was not standard procedure.
"So Finn, you said before that you moved to New York for a change, why?" The blonde haired beauty asked.
"I just was bored of Ohio and wanted to experience a big city, you know and I interviewed for a job and got it and so I decided what a great opportunity. And Puck had split up with his woman so he decided to tag along."
"Right, so you're pretty focused on your career?"
"Yeah, I want to do well, make Mom proud." Finn smiled at the thought of the kind lady back in Lima, she would hate Quinn he thought to himself.
"Are you close to your Mother?"
"Uhmm, yeah she bought me up. What about you?" Finn asked, desperate for the date not to become an interview for him as some kind of "boyfriend" position.
"Oh, well my Mother and I are similar but we don't really talk too much not since –" She cut off quickly, her eyes widening as though she said something that she shouldn't have. "Anyway, back to you." She said quickly, smiling sweetly as Finn groaned internally.
Across town in a restaurant slightly down market than the one Finn and Quinn were in, sat Rachel Berry in a very short black dress with a skinny, shaggy haired man. Nathan and Rachel sat in silence as they waited for their meals as Rachel wished with all her heart she was back home, watching Dexter with a glass of wine.
"So how are you enjoying Dance Class?" Nathan asked into the silence that was their date.
"I am finding it challenging, I struggled on the last number we created. However I am finding myself increasingly drawn to the styles of other dances and I feel like ballet is no longer my calling. You know?"
"I uhmm I just enjoy dancing, it's all I ever wanted to do. I plan to do it professionally but right now I'm just waiting tables."
"Oh right, well I hope you get your dream." She smiled awkwardly, knowing hers already had.
"Rachel I'm sorry this date is kind of crap." Nathan admitted reaching over to clasp the dark haired girl's hand.
"Nathan, it's fine, I am really not very good at this whole dating thing either. I had my heart broken and since then I've kind of avoided the whole scene. You're really nice though." She admitted, which was true. But there was no spark or fire rumbling in stomach ready to explode into passion. No, with Nathan it wasn't like that at all.
Both couples headed back to their respectful apartments with heavy hearts as they all realised the fail that had occurred in both their dates. Quinn and Finn reached their two homes as Quinn still chatted on about someone she knew in the Sports industry that had no link to the section in which Finn worked.
"Thanks Fin, I had a lovely time tonight. Perhaps we could do this again?" She asked hopefully, her blue eyes sparkling with the optimism of what could happen, the possibility of a future with Finn Hudson. He couldn't let her down, or not now, maybe another time, maybe he would cancel having suddenly coming down in Glandular Fever.
"Yeah that sounds fun Quinn". He said reluctantly slowly bending down and placing a slight kiss on her pale cheek. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Finn." She smiled kindly, the first genuine smile Finn had ever seen from the blonde lady as she let herself into the apartment opposite.
Finn stood outside for a moment smiling at the way the date had gone; a series of examinations that made Finn feel like he was auditioning for becoming a Monk. He heard the soft sound of footsteps and his dark haired neighbour's laughter as she headed up the stairs with her own date. Finn quickly slipped into his apartment and looked through the spy hole of his front door. Standing there was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, her long tanned legs went on for miles as her short black dress clung to her body deliciously. Next to her was a skinny kid who looked about twelve and kept pushing his hair from his eyes.
"I had fun Rachel." The guy said leaning his body into Rachel's.
"Yeah I did too, thanks Nathan." She smiled.
Nathan grinned, like a child being told he had gotten what he wanted for Christmas and then he leaned and claimed Rachel's lips as his slipping his tongue far into her mouth as she tried to move her body away with seeming to be disgusted.
"Bye Nathan" She said quietly, kissing his cheek and unlocking her front contemplating washing her mouth out with anti-bacterial wash in case she caught something, she was pretty sure Nathan bit her tongue or something.
Finn sat down on his couch breathing deeply; he didn't know why he was so annoyed. She was allowed to go on a date and she was allowed to like the twelve year old little child she had gone out with. Shit Finn thought, as he realised he was in so much trouble.