Hey everyone! I'm sorry it's taken a couple days to get this chapter up, my weekend turned out to be much bigger than previously anticipated. Thank you so so much for all the support/ favorites/ alerts/ reviews. Even though it is a short one, I really really like the idea of this story and how it's turned out. So here I present the final chapter… I don't own glee sadly… but enjoy! XD

Finn:

He wakes up the next morning with a killer headache and the bright light coming through his window is shining right in his eyes. Wait where are the thick black curtains that make it almost impossible to see any shard or daylight? And when did he get a pink comforter? He quickly realizes this isn't his room because the walls are painted a bright yellow. He must have gone somewhere else after Pucks party. Puck's party, right. That's where this headache is coming from. Wait so then where is he?

He hesitantly turns around in the bed and almost pukes at what he sees. There's a female shaped lump under the covers next to him and brown hair peeking out of the top. The girl's back is faced to him and god if he wasted his second time having sex on another meaningless hook up he thinks he might actually cry.

But then the girl rolls around and he catches a glimpse of her face. It's Rachel. He is in Rachels room, in her bed. He doesn't know whether to be relieved or scared. If he had sex with Rachel it wouldn't be meaningless, they've loved eachother before. Hell whos he kidding? He still loves her. But if he took away her virginity with drunken sex that neither of them remembers, he might kill himself right here. But he wouldn't do that. Even if he was shit out of his mind drunk, he still thinks he would never do that.

"Hey Rach? I know your dads aren't home but we shouldn't take advantage of them and this situation. They told us not to have sexual relations under their roof and even though I really want too, I respect their wish"

Oh my god. He suddenly remembers all the stuff that happened the night before. He remembers everything. Including the things he said.

"This is all your fault! If you didn't kiss stupid Puck you would still be my girlfriend! We would still be able to make out and stuff in real life and not just in my dreams! It's all your fault I'm dating Quinn!"

"Bye Rach. I love you."

"Yeah but I had to pretend I didn't love you anymore so it wasn't the same."

"I really miss kissing you Rachel."

"Don't you get it? I love you. The only non-stupid decision I've ever made was choosing you."

Oh god him and Rachel didn't have sex, but they might as well have. Last night he probably ruined whatever awkward "friendship" they had going on. Fuck his life.

All of a sudden he sees her start to stir and he panics. He snaps his eyes shut and he hears her get up off the bed. He tries his best to look like he's still asleep. He opens one eye slightly to see if shes left yet. He opens his other eye and they both widen when he sees her peel off the little pink tank top she's wearing. Shes facing away from him but he can see the bare smooth planes of her shoulder blades and the dimples on her lower back and he can totally tell shes not wearing a bra. He instantly hardens because he literally two feet away from a topless Rachel. He kinda wishes see would turn to face him but she fastens a bra on and quickly slips a sweatshirt over it.

He disappointedly closes his eyes again but a second later he feels her soft hand smoothing away the hair on his forehead and feels her lightly kiss the tip of his nose before he hears the door close softly and hears the faint sounds of her footsteps heading down the stairs. He wonders if she can hear the frantic thumping beats of his heart from all the way downstairs.

He knows he's gonna have to face her eventually, talk these unresolved feelings, well at least his feelings are still unresolved.

After he's given himself and his little problem a few minutes to calm down he hesitantly makes his way down the staircase. The scent of eggs and bacon fill his nostrils and his mouth waters.

She turns around from her position at the stove top and sees him at the doorway of the kitchen. "Oh hello Finn! You're up! I made some eggs and bacon for you because you got very intoxicated last night and I heard that a hearty breakfast was a great way to sooth a hangover. I mean, I know it's anywhere close to a vegan meal but it's not like I'm going to eat it and my dads had these things because they eat this stuff all the time so why not cook it, right? The poor baby chickens and pig already gave up their lives we shouldn't now waste perfectly good food." She smiles and oh how he loves her ramblings even though the whole 'giving up their lives' thing kinda creeped him out a bit. Oh what the heck, hes too hungry to care.

"Thanks Rach." She places a full plate on the kitchen counter and he sits himself on a stool. He begins to eat the mountain of food set infront of him and wow for someone who doesn't eat the stuff herself she sure knows how to cook it.

He finishes eating while she finishes cleaning up. "Hey Rach?" she turns around to face him. "Um can we talk?"

She looks a little scared but answers anyway. "Of course Finn what do you want to talk about?"

He's not sure how to start this. "Well um thanks for taking me back here last night. My mom would've killed me if I came home drunk again."

"Um yeah you mentioned that last night." She was looking around the room, her eyes landing on everywhere that wasn't him. "So were you being serious? You got drunk a lot when we broke up?"

"Well yeah and you don't have to tell me I was being stupid because I know I was. I knew then and I know now but it was the only thing that could really numb the pain."

She turns to face him and her eyes start to glisten and he could tell she's beginning to cry. "I'm so sorry Finn. I'm sorry for what I did to you, to us."

"It wasn't all your fault, I tried to make myself believe it was but a lot of fault belongs to me. I lied to you and it drove you into the arms of another guy because it showed you I was an unsuitable boyfriend."

She looked at him a little confused, "We never actually talked about all this have we?"

He tried to think of a time where they just talked about everything that was and is wrong with their relationship and couldn't come up with anything, "No we haven't have we? No better time than now to start."

"Ok well you start, what made you lie to me about sleeping with Santana? I would've understood if you told me. I know that guys have certain urges and its not like we were dating so you were welcome to have sex with any girl that came your way." Ok this was starting to get slightly uncomfortable.

"I was ashamed of myself." He answered in whisper. "I slept with Santana for all the wrong reasons. I was mad and jealous and I felt pathetic because you were so in to Jesse and he was so talented like you and I was just some lonely washed up jock pining after the girl I loved who didn't feel the same way."

She strode across the room and gathered his huge body in her arms. After she released him from her tight hug she tilted his chin up with her hand. "Don't ever think about yourself like that. You're more of a man than Jesse could ever hope to be. You're strong, brave, talented, ambitious and a great leader, hes just some conceited jackass." God, he loved her.

"Thank you." He gazed into her eyes for a few moments and then she broke the eye contact and sat down in the seat adjacent to him. They turned to face each other and he continued, "The reason I didn't tell you about Santana was because I was trying so hard to forget. That night meant absolutely nothing to me and I was so embarrassed that I gave something so special away to someone who didn't care about me what so ever. I tried to pretend it never happened so that when we eventually had sex I could count that as my first time because it would be with you and it would actually mean something. By telling you what happened with Santana it would've made it real and I know it was selfish of me but I didn't want that."

"I understand Finn and I should've listened to you in that counseling session with Ms. Pillsbury instead of just storming out and running to Puck. I was just so hurt and I felt so betrayed and I wasn't thinking clearly and I thought if I was intimate with him it would make us even but I realize now what I did was so much worse."

"I shouldn't of broken up with you though. We were both just so messed up about this and we both made some bad choices but we really should've tried to talk things out. Now that I look back on it, what we really needed was eachother."

"Do you think were meant for each other Finn? Like maybe all these mess-ups that we've had are showing us that were not cut out for the long run?" She looked so, so sad when she said this.

"No. Not at all. I think what its showing us is how strong our connection really is. I love you Rachel. I've loved you since the first time we kissed, whether we were together or apart."

He really, really does love her. So much it scares him but he needs to show her that theyre meant for each other. No matter how long it takes to do that.

He slowly starts to lean in, giving her enough time to back away if she wants to. But she doesn't move a muscle and it gives him the courage to place his lips against her willing ones. Its slow and meaning full and filled with the passion hes been missing for so long and they both know it's a promise in the form of a kiss, a promise to try to work because theyre both so painfully aware of the intensity of there feelings for eachother.

After a long blissful moment she pulls away and looks directly into his eyes, "I love you too, Finn"

Well there you have it folks! Thanks for reading and please please please leave a review! Than you so much! Goodbye for now ;)