Rachel's POV

A week after I first joined the band, we got invited to play a gig at a local teen club. Teen club's had never been my kind of scene, since the only people who really went there were 13 years old, immature, and all they wanted to do was try to be cool be smoking a cigarette outside; however, a gig at a teen club was better then no gig at all. Right now we all sat on the couch in Artie's garage, eating Chinese takeout, our Saturday night ritual. After this we would pop popcorn and watch a movie. Tonight's movie was my choice, and I had brought The Notebook. I knew the guys would all probably hate it, but it was my night to decide and this was my favorite movie.

Artie set down his takeout box, and handed us all our fortune cookies. We unwrapped them and broke them. This was part of our ritual, we would all read our fortunes. We even had an order to go in, first Puck, then Artie, then Finn, then Me. "Okay Puck what does the cookie say?" Artie asked and looked at Puck.

Puck laughed "You will start to try new things with people in places you are familiar with." He looked at Finn "Sounds like that place is the bedroom." I rolled my eyes. Puck was the most perverted person I had ever met. He often went on rants about all the girls he had been with. Artie nodded and started to read his.

"Your friends are always there for you, and you need to start thanking them for that." He looked at me, then at Finn and Puck. "Thanks guys." We all laughed.

Finn smiled. "Your welcome Artie." He looked back at me and smiled. I bit my lip. Finn was sitting next to me and Puck. Since the couch only sat 2 people we were all smashed together. My arms felt restricted, so I squirmed. Finn saw my discomfort. "Here" he patted his lap "sit on my lap." I hesitated. Finn always offered stuff like this and I usually accepted, but this time was different. I had started to have feelings for Finn. He was always so kind and he was funny. Not to mention adorable. It felt awkward to be so close to him at times, but he would know something was up if I declined.

I got up and Finn slid over to where I was just sitting. I sat down square on his lap, and turned to face the guys. "Okay, Finn it's your turn!" I smiled. Finn always got the best fortunes, and they always seemed to fit in perfectly with what was happening at the moment.

He read his to himself first. "Uhm mines kind of stupid, let's just skip it." He crumpled his up and threw it in the trash. He looked down, and burrowed his eyebrows together.

"Okay I guess I'll read mine now…." I looked at mine and laughed.

"What does it say?" Artie asked me, smiling brightly. Artie always had the biggest smile. He could brighten up the darkest room every time he smiled.

I smiled back "It says, be careful, the ninjas are coming to get you!" I laughed again. I wonder who possibly could have come up with that. Everyone laughed, except Finn. I looked at him and I could tell his mind was somewhere else. "Finn…?" I murmured.

He didn't look up. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, im fine. Let's just watch the movie." He looked back up at me and gave a small smile. Something was wrong, and I wanted to know what it was. My mind went back to the fortune he had gotten, after he read it he started acting weird. If anything was going to explain what was going on it was that fortune.

An hour into the movie I peeled my eyes off the screen long enough to see that Puck and Artie had fallen asleep, but Finn was still up, staring at the television with his eyes glazed over. I rolled my eyes, these boys wouldn't know a good movie if it punched them in the face. I hit the pause button on the remote and Finn sprang up.

"Hey I guess were staying here tonight, if you want I have some extra pajamas you can wear Rach." He looked down at me.

I stood up too. "Yeah that sounds good." I followed him to Artie's bedroom, which was covered in dirty clothes, and sat on the bed. Finn closed the door, and tossed me some clothes. I examined them closely. He had given me an oversized football jersey and a pair of sweat pants. They were definitely Finn's clothes. They were big and would probably fall right off of me. I looked up at Finn and smiled. He meant well.

He burrowed his eyebrows together. "Rachel, I need to tell you something."

"Tell me what Finn?" I raised my eyebrows.

He stepped closer to me and looked into my eyes. "I-I think I might be in love with you…"