There is a soulmate for everyone. It's only a matter of finding that person. Some people settle for people who only love them, not finding their real soulmate. Finding your other half could take a life time to find, but is well worth it.

-me (16)

She rolled over in her bed, the blankets twisted around her legs, and the sunlight coming through the window. Rachel put her arm over her eyes, sighing loudly, and trying to remember exactly what happened last night. There was that moment before she saw Alex where she almost kissed Finn, they all went to a restaurant where Finn didn't say anything, Alex gave her a sudden and random kiss, and then Finn kissed her and admitted that he had feelings for her. Okay, so everything was screwed up then.

Thinking about all of it made Rachel's head hurt, and she rubbed her temples, trying to relax and think things through without losing her mind. First thing she had to deal with was Alex and that kiss he gave her. Alex was a good guy; he was sweet, smart, a gentleman, hell, he was everything Rachel could ask for, but something was horribly off. It was that kiss; something felt weird when he kissed her. It just felt forced, and Rachel felt like she was trying to feel something instead of actually feeling something. Was it like that when she kissed Finn?

Kissing Finn; that was another problem entirely. Yes, Rachel had always had feelings for Finn; that much was obvious, and it worried her that she was still having these feelings for him even after meeting Alex. In all honesty, Rachel felt like she was leading on both boys and that made her feel terrible about herself. But it wasn't her fault she suddenly had all these guys in her life that wanted her! That had never happened to Rachel before! She didn't know what to think, or how to act, or whose heart to break. Did she have to break a heart anyway? Maybe Alex didn't feel the spark either and he would be fine with ending whatever was happening with him and Rachel. But Finn…Finn was something Rachel couldn't figure out.

They were friends, they had always been friends and they both had made that very clear in the beginning of their friendship. Well, if you don't include that night at the bar and their small make out session, then what Rachel and Finn were supposed to have been was a completely platonic friendship, right? Yes, Rachel had liked Finn as more than just a friend, but she thought he didn't return the feelings, but now everything was just twisted up. Finn did return her hidden feelings it turned out, and he revealed them at a very inappropriate time. God dammit, why did Finn have to tell Rachel he liked her now? Why did he have to tell her after she found this overall perfect man who spent his free time at the bookstore just like her?

Rachel felt too lost to know what to do.

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"Rachel, are you still asleep?" Quinn shouted through the closed door, knocking twice. Rachel pushed the blankets off her body, pulling her bed hair out of her face. Of course she wasn't sleeping, who could sleep when she had such complicated things on their minds?

"Yeah, you can come in." she answered back, and Quinn opened the door, her hair in a messy bun. She sat down next to Rachel on the bed, smiling brightly. Rachel raised an eyebrow at her. "You're awfully perky for the morning. What's got into you?"

"I had another date with Puck last night." Quinn said with a small smile, crossing her legs and trying to hold her happiness back. Rachel huffed loudly, falling back on the bed. Quinn looked down at her.

"At least one of us has an easy love life." Rachel sighed, and Quinn fell back on the bed with her, lying next to Rachel on her back. She glanced at her best friend before looking up at the blank ceiling in front of her.

"What's wrong? I thought you were seeing that sweet Alex guy." She asked, and Rachel sighed again, reliving the night before in her mind. That sweet Alex guy; that perfectly sweet, adorable, nerdy, wonderful Alex guy; he would definitely make a good boyfriend.

"I was, I mean, I think I am, I mean…oh, forget it! It's just Finn; he has feelings for me and is jealous of Alex." Rachel told Quinn, glancing at her to see her expression. Quinn let out a short laugh, thinking about the irony in it all, and then gave Rachel a pity smile.

"I'm sorry Rachel. That sounds awful, not the part about guys having feelings for you, but for the part about two guys having feelings for you." Quinn said, and then thought for a moment before adding, "Wait a second, I thought you liked Finn in that way too."

"I do, I think I do anyway, but then there's Alex. And I just don't know what to do about Alex." Rachel explained, and Quinn nodded silently. Rachel expected Quinn to say something in return, maybe some good best friend advice, but she soon realized that all she was getting were some nods so Rachel decided to keep talking. "I don't know what to do Quinn. I like Finn a lot, like, more than I could explain, but I can't figure him out. Every time I feel like I've gotten to the core of Finn Hudson, every time I feel like I've finally discovered his true self, it's like a whole new piece of him appears out of nowhere. It's like there's another layer to Finn that I have to slowly pull away and rediscover him. It makes things hard to do and think, because I'm not sure what he's completely like and I have feeling there's always this part of him that I don't know about yet. I've never met someone like that Quinn, I've never met someone that was so complicated and that I wanted to know about so badly. I just don't know what to do."

A long silence followed Rachel's words as Quinn bit her lower lip, deep in thought. She had never heard her best friend talk about someone like that before; it sort of reminded her how she felt about Puck. She felt like there was always something to Puck that she didn't know about and was impatient to figure out what it was. Was feeling that way the way you were supposed to feel? Was it okay to feel this way? What did feeling this way even mean? Why did everything have to be so hard to figure out and why did nothing ever seem to make any sense?

"Let me ask you this Rachel, do you like Finn as more than a friend?" Quinn finally asked, and Rachel was quiet as she thought about this. Of course she liked Finn as more than just a friend, the first time she ever laid eyes on the boy Rachel was head over heels for him. But admitting those feelings to Finn and ruining their friendship and hurting Alex would be a lot harder then it seemed, and hurting someone so she could be happy wasn't something Rachel wanted to do.

"Of course I do, you know that Quinn, but what about Alex? What am I supposed to do about Alex? And then what about…." Rachel's words faded away, and she never got to finish her last question, afraid to say it out loud. If she did really ask the question and Quinn said yes, Rachel was sure it would kill her. It really would.

"Alex is good; he'll understand. Don't worry about Alex; he'll be fine, worry about your happiness Rachel. You deserve happiness, and so does Finn, and if you two can give each other that, why miss out on the chance?" Quinn asked, and Rachel bit her lip in deep thought. Quinn was right, as usual, but it didn't make the situation that much easier.

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Her fingers were twisted together in nervousness as she bit her lip, scanning the coffee shop for his figure. Rachel had never had to do something like this before; dump someone. Only a couple of guys in Rachel's life had shown genuine interest in her, and she had never had to let those guys down because they let her down. That made it even worse in a way, because Rachel knew how hard this was going to hit Alex.

Rachel saw as Alex entered the room, waving at her with a big smile and walking over to the counter to get his coffee. She tried to smile at him, but it came out as a more of a grimace, and the guilt in Rachel's stomach hurt even more when she saw how happy Alex was. He wouldn't be that happy when he left the coffee shop. But no, Rachel had to do this, Rachel wanted this. She wanted Finn, she needed to be with Finn, and Alex was getting in the way of that. There wasn't another choice; Rachel's mind had been made upon her first meeting with Alex.

"Sorry I'm late. The traffic was worse than usual." Alex said as he took the seat opposite of Rachel with the coffee in his hand with a smile. Rachel only frowned and looked down at her coffee that she hadn't taken a sip of yet. She didn't have an appetite for coffee at the moment. Seeing the expression on her face, Alex frowned in worry. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Alex." Rachel whispered after a moment, and Alex's eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

"What are you sorry for?" he asked, and Rachel found it hard to swallow. It felt like there a frog in her throat, and she took a large gulp of coffee, hoping that would clear her throat. It only burned it, and Rachel shut her eyes closed before opening them again.

"Something happened to me recently, I mean, someone told me something very important the other day. Actually, it was right after you took me out to dinner at Breadsticks. Anyway, it was someone I know…they told me that they liked me, Alex, in more than just a friend way." Rachel explained nervously in a quiet tone, not daring to look up at Alex's face, and instead concentrating on her coffee. Alex leaned in closer, not sure if heard correctly.

"Who is this someone?" he asked, and Rachel didn't answer, only shaking her head. Why did having to break hearts have to be this hard? Why couldn't it be easier and less painful? Rachel felt so selfish at the moment for getting her happiness with Finn but hurting Alex. The next thing Alex said made Rachel almost cry. "It was Finn, wasn't it? He's the one who wants to be with you like the way I want to be with you?"

Rachel was biting on her lip so hard now it started to bleed. Yes, of course Alex would know it was Finn, who else would it be? She couldn't even find it in herself to answer Alex at the moment, and chose to not answer the question but say something else.

"I don't think he wants to be with me the same way you want to be with me. I think…I'm so sorry Alex, but I think Finn wants to be with me more than you do. I think he might be…falling in love with me." Rachel said in a whisper, and she finally looked up to see the face Alex was wearing. To her great surprise, Alex didn't look like he was in pain or looked like Rachel had just slapped him; his face was rock hard. His eyes almost looked black, and Rachel didn't know what to make out of all of it.

"What about you Rachel? Do you think you might be in love with Finn too?" Alex asked, and Rachel turned her head to look out the window at the busy street. That was the real question, wasn't it? Was Rachel falling in love with Finn? Right now, Rachel didn't know. Hell, she was lucky she could figure out that she wanted to be with Finn more then she wanted to be with Alex. But love, that was something Rachel had never felt before, so how was she supposed to know if she falling in love with Finn? And what would happen if she did love him? Wouldn't loving him just hurt her more if something bad happened to the two of them?

"I don't know. Maybe, I have to think about it." She breathed out, rubbing her forehead in thought. Love; why did that seem to be the main focus in the world anyway? Why was it that you always had to be in love or that you wanted to be in love? Why couldn't someone just be someone without feelings like love getting in the way? But then again, you don't choose to be in love, do you, it just sort of happens. Was it sort of happening for Rachel now? Maybe she had to wait a little longer to find out.

"I think you do." Alex noted, and Rachel looked up at him again, seeing that now he looked a little sad. Seeing someone sad always made Rachel sad, and this made her feel even worse, because she knew she was the one who made Alex sad.

"I'm so sorry Alex. Doing this with you, you and me, it was a mistake. I guess I just never thought this would happen." Rachel said, and to her surprise, Alex let out a laugh. He was wearing a small smile now, and Rachel wondered what so funny about this situation.

"I did, I saw this coming. I mean, I had a feeling Finn liked you like that. He made it pretty obvious when he pulled you away from me when I kissed you, and he was always at your apartment when I came by, so I was a little suspicious. It's my fault, in a way, because I knew there was something going on between you two, and yet I still got in the middle of it." Alex said, and Rachel felt something get caught in her throat again. Poor Alex, he knew something was happening with Finn and Rachel, and yet he still held on, hoping it wasn't what he thought it was. She didn't know what to say.

"Again, I'm sorry Alex. I really don't know what else to say." She said truthfully, and Alex's face suddenly became darker, his eyes narrowing in on her. Rachel didn't know how to handle this new expression on Alex's; she had never seen him so made before.

"You don't have to say anything. You've said enough." Alex said quickly, and then he stood up, facing the other way so Rachel was looking at his back. Dammit, why did breaking hearts have to be so hard even if it was for her and Finn? Rachel reached her hand out in the air, as if to stop Alex from walking away, but she didn't have enough energy to try anymore. It was time Rachel decided what was more important to her.

"Are you just never going to speak to me ever again? Are we still going to be friends?" Rachel asked, still wanting to make things right with Alex. She didn't want him absolutely hating her now, she didn't know if she could handle that. Alex slowly turned back around to face Rachel; pain etched on his face, Rachel could feel the same pain he was feeling by just looking at his face.

"Rachel, I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to have too many friends." He said quietly, and without waiting for a response, Alex left the coffee shop, gone from Rachel's life forever. Well, Rachel thought to herself as she finished her coffee, at least she could now act on her feelings for Finn.

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She didn't really know what she was doing at the moment; Rachel was sort of aware that she was making coffee for a customer, but her mind just wasn't on Earth at the second, it was in thoughts of Finn. Yes, it had been hard to break it off with Alex and be honest with him, but Rachel knew now that it was only for the better. Alex was a sweet guy, one of the sweetest guys Rachel had ever met, and he was the perfect boyfriend, but he wasn't the perfect boyfriend for Rachel. No, Rachel's perfect boyfriend was tall, a security guard, and had an ex-girlfriend who was now a lesbian. The more Rachel thought about it, the more she was excited to see Finn to tell him this wonderful news.

Rachel liked Finn, she always had, and the sooner she admitted that and didn't fret that Finn didn't return her feelings, the sooner they could be together. And that was all Rachel ever wanted, that was all she had wanted since meeting Finn Hudson. The next person to walk into the Dunkin' Donuts made Rachel's heart stop beating, and the handsome figure made his way towards the counter, looking down at the floor.

"Coffee please, and make it quick." Finn said, looking down at the counter and not meeting Rachel's eyes. She didn't understand this; why was Finn suddenly not talking to her? One moment he was telling her he liked her and kissing her, and the next Finn was acting like he didn't even know who Rachel was. Why did everything have to be so complicated and ruined with Finn all the time? Why couldn't things like this just be easy?

"Why aren't you talking to me, Finn?" Rachel asked as she handed him his coffee. Still not looking at her, Finn fumbled with taking the money out of his wallet, handing it carefully over so as to not touch Rachel at all. He didn't even answer her question, so Rachel decided to just be out with the truth. "I just want you to know that I ended it with Alex because I just want to be with you, and only you Finn."

At these words, something flashed through Finn's eyes, making him glance up quickly but not daring to look into Rachel's eyes. He knew that if he looked into those eyes, it would just hurt more, and right now, he didn't want to deal with the pain.

"Finn?" Rachel asked again, wondering what was wrong with him. Didn't he hear her; Rachel broke it off with Alex to be with him. Why did he still act all sulky and depressed? Finn clutched at his coffee, looking everywhere but at Rachel. She was getting tired of this; Rachel didn't know what was up with Finn, but she needed to find out now. "Just talk to me."

"I screwed up Rachel." He finally said, still not looking at her but at the counter instead. He looked sad and disappointed, and Rachel instantly touched his arm lightly, not knowing what to say. "I had this great friendship going on with you and I screwed it up. We can never go back to what we use to have. And it's my fault."

"It's not your fault Finn; it was going to happen at some point. I still want to be with you though, it's just…." Rachel's words drifted off as that one worry slipped into her mind. She didn't finish her sentence, not wanting to think about that. Finn's eyes finally met hers, and his frown became deeper.

"I want to be with you too, but…I'm sorry Rachel." He said, and before Rachel could respond, Finn had walked away and left the Dunkin' Donuts. Why was Finn acting like this all of a sudden? One moment he was kissing her, and the next he didn't even want to talk to Rachel. What was going on here exactly?

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This wasn't right; something was wrong here. Why was Finn acting like this? Rachel had to figure out what was wrong and fix it. It just didn't add up; Finn wanted to be with her, but he couldn't? Was that what he was trying to say? She didn't know what the big deal was; Rachel liked Finn and Finn liked Rachel, what was keeping them apart? Why did they have to keep running around in circles?

Maybe it was because she could only go so long without seeing Finn, maybe it was because things needed to be understood and back to normal, Rachel wasn't really sure what possessed her to go to Finn's apartment abruptly, but she found herself there none the less. One knock, two knocks, and the door opened, Finn's head peeking out to see who was there. His eyes landed on Rachel, who was holding her purse in front of her nervously, biting on her lower lip. Panic rose in his eyes, and Finn went to close the door again.

"Sorry, I can't talk right now." He said quickly, shoving the door closed, but Rachel put her foot out, making the door stop. She was not going to let Finn go and never talk about this; they were going to talk about this.

"Finn, just let me in. We need to talk." She insisted, and after a moment where Finn looked like he was deep in thought, he opened the door more, stepping out of the way to let Rachel in. With a sigh of relief, Rachel walked towards the kitchen, awkwardly standing in the middle of the room. She heard Finn's footsteps follow her, stopping at the entrance of the room. Rachel turned around to face him, but Finn's eyes shifted from all over to room, ignoring Rachel's eyes. He couldn't do that forever.

"So what are you doing here?" he finally spoke, trying to sound casual. Rachel stopped herself from rolling her eyes; what was she doing here. Wasn't that kind of obvious?

"You know why I'm here." She said in a quiet tone, waiting for Finn to say something in response. But still, he didn't talk, so Rachel went on. "You kissed me Finn, and told me that you really liked me, and that you wanted to be my boyfriend. And then I told you that I liked you back, and I turned Alex down because I only want you, and then you just walk away from me. What was that about? Why did you walk away Finn? I don't understand."

There was a strained silence following Rachel's question, and she waited patiently for Finn to say something. Taking a deep breathe, Finn took a seat at the kitchen table, Rachel joining him, keeping a close eye on him. After a moment of sitting in silence, Finn stood back up, moving towards a cupboard to get a glass of water. The ice cube machine was the only sound in the kitchen as Rachel still waited, and Finn rejoined her at the table. It was then that he talked.

"You're right; I want to be with you. Like, really, really badly, but I'm worried…. I'm worried that we'll get together, and it won't work out, and it'll be another Finn and Santana disaster where we never speak to each other ever again. And I don't want to lose that friendship with you, I don't want that in six months or so we'll see each other at a store and ignore one another or make mean comments. You mean too much to me for that to happen."

Hearing these words come out of Finn's mouth, made something in Rachel's stomach twist, and she gently touched his cheek, moving closer to him, staring at Finn intently. Not knowing what it was about, but enjoying it all the same, Finn leaned into her touch, closing his eyes in peace.

"Finn, if you really do feel that way about me, and I know you do, then you shouldn't be afraid. Don't worry about the 'what ifs', because what if it does work? What if we work? I think we'll work, and I want to see if I'm right." Rachel said softly, Finn still having his eyes closed. Without realizing it, Finn scooted closer to her, touching Rachel's arm. "Oh, baby, it'll work. We won't be like you and Santana, I promise that."

"How do you know? How can you be so sure?" He whispered, slowly opening his eyes to look at her. Rachel gave him a small smile in return, slightly reassuring him.

"Well, for one thing, I'm not a lesbian. And for another thing, I care about you too much to ever let you go." Rachel said, and before she could say anything else, Finn had closed the distance between them, softly putting his lips to hers.

Oh, how Rachel had missed this. It felt like it was so long ago the last time they had kissed. Every kiss Rachel had shared with Finn was beautiful, but there was something about this specific kiss; it was gentle, and slow, and loving. The other kisses always felt like they were trying to convey some sort of message of lust or desperateness or wanting, and although they still felt like no other kiss Rachel had ever had, they didn't measure up to this present one. This kiss that was happening right now, this kiss that was their moment, that moment Rachel had wanted so badly, was like a dream. And during the dream, Rachel couldn't concentrate on anything but Finn, and kissing Finn, well, it made everything seem so right and perfect. Yes, they would make it. It was in the kiss; they would make it with the kiss.

"Finn." She gasped the name once, breaking the lingering kiss, pulling away from Finn. He looked at her, she can see the hurt in his eyes, but Finn only brushed some of her brown hair back, running his hands through it, and Rachel had to remind herself to focus on her words.

"Shh, don't say anything right now." He whispered, and leaned in again to kiss Rachel. He got one small peck in before Rachel pushed at his chest, shaking her head. No, she was not going to get sidetracked from the question she had to ask. She needed to ask this question before she did anything else with Finn, because Rachel was sure that as soon as she stopped thinking with Finn and let her emotions play out, there was no turning back.

"No, I need to ask you this now. It's really important." She insisted, and seeing in her eyes that it was something serious, Finn pulled a little away from Rachel, his hand still in her hair. Their faces were only a couple of inches away, and Rachel could feel his breathe on her skin. It was only a little bit of a detraction.

"What is it sweetheart?" Finn asked, and while this sudden new nickname was adorable, and a piece of Rachel's heart melted when he called her that, sweet names wouldn't stop her from getting to her point.

"We met at a really inconvenient time. I mean, you were in a serious relationship with Santana, and then Santana broke your heart, and we became friends, and then Alex came along, and, well, it was all messed up. There was always so much going on, and for most of our friendship, you had a broken heart, and I…I feel like you built our entire friendship around your broken heart. You know what I mean?" Rachel asked, hoping what she was trying to say was making sense. But Finn just shook his head, and Rachel sighed loudly before going on. "I just want to make sure I'm not, you know, your rebound. That you're not just using me to get over Santana, because honestly Finn, I don't want to do anything with you that I'll regret tomorrow if your feelings for me aren't true."

Instead of giving an answer right away, Finn simply cupped Rachel's face in his hands, bringing her face closer to his, inhaling the scent that was Rachel Berry. He would never get tired of that scent; it was like stars, rainbows, and perfection, if those things even had a smell.

"Rachel, listen to me carefully. These feelings I have for you, the way I feel about you, they're real. I've been feeling this way about you even when I was still dating Santana, but I was just too stupid and blind to realize what they really were. For a year, all I saw in my future was marrying Santana, but then I met you, and suddenly I saw so much more for my future. I saw a job that I loved and happiness and you. You're not some rebound Rachel, you're the real thing." He told her, and Rachel had to blink back the tears gathering in her eyes. She didn't know why she was on the verge of crying; this wasn't something sad, but the tears still gathered, and she struggled to hold them back. Out of all the people in the world to get the fairytale ending with the loving guy, Rachel never expected it to be herself.

"Finn" Was the only word she can get out, before her lips were reconnected with his. Rachel wasn't sure what exactly happened after that; she felt Finn's arms go around her, their lips still connected while they struggled to walk to Finn's bedroom. Under normal circumstances, where Rachel was able to think straight, she would never allow something like this to happen, at least, not this quickly. She had learned her lesson with Jesse, but Finn was different. Finn wasn't Jesse, Finn wasn't any guy Rachel had ever met before; Finn was different. Finn was worth it.

They were both on the bed, rolling around, her lips never leaving his, and for a while, they did just sat; rolled around and kissed deeply, but it was soon not becoming enough. The sun setting outside, the dark blue in the sky turning to black, and Finn and Rachel were falling into the night, the rest of the world at loss. What mattered anyway, when Rachel was right here in Finn's arm? She was safe, and everything was at peace; nothing could go wrong at this moment.

Yes, it was very right. This was right. This moment was right. This was the moment. And Finn and Rachel were living in the moment. Finally.

AN: Yeah, this is NOT the end of the story.