Finn's POV
Me and Rachel hadn't spoken to each other since the night I told her how I felt. That night after I had told her I was in love with her, she had run off, leaving me there all alone with a broken heart. I had cried myself to sleep on Artie's air mattress. I loved that girl and her only response was to run away. I had never been turned down before, and honestly it hurt. That morning when I woke up I saw her laying next to me in my old McKinley high football jersey. I wondered why she had slept next to me, then saw that there was nowhere else to sleep. I was her last resort. She would probably sleep next to Puck, the same guy she had said made her want to light herself on fire, than sleep with me.
After I realized that I had left, telling the guys I felt sick. That wasn't a lie. I did feel sick. Love sick. I had tried to text Rachel during school that week, but only got one word answers, which wasn't like Rachel at all. She usually talked none stop unless there was something wrong. There was something wrong, and that something was me. I had tried to push her out of my mind, and think about other girls. I even asked Quinn Fabray, the head cheerleader, if she wanted to go to the gig at the teen club with me. She had said yes. I knew she would, Quinn had a crush on me since 1st grade. Even though Quinn was hot, I couldn't stop thinking about Rachel.
Band practice was torture, seeing her in her dangerously short skirts and hear her mesmerizing voice, just made my heart break even more. If that wasn't enough whenever I tried to talk to her she ignored me completely. I had to stop thinking about her, I could not distract myself. Tonight was the gig at the club and we needed to knock it out of the house.
I stood in font of the mirror and adjusted my black tie. Rachel had seen me the first time I wore a tie, which was to church, and had said how good I looked in a tie. I didn't know why i waisted my time trying to impress someone who would probably never like me, but I did. I would die trying to make rachel love me. In fact, I had something planned for tonight that might acctualy help me tell her how i feel. Tonight was going to be the night that Rachel Berry knew exactly what I felt.
I walked into the club with Quinn. She was dressed in a purple baby doll dress with black flats and her hair pulled back in a curly ponytail. She looked amazing, not as amazing as Rachel would probably look, but still amazing. She clung to my arm like a puppy. It felt good to have someone close to me, even if it wasn't Rachel. I walked with her backstage and found Puck and Artie.
"Hey guys. Where's Rachel?" I said as I walked over to them.
"In the bathroom." Artie sad as he nodded towards the girls bathroom door.
"Man you should have seen her. She looked so sexy." Puck threw in, obviously not caring if there was a girl around. Quinn rolled her eyes. She knew puck before hand so she was used to his sexism.
I looked up and saw Rahel heading towards us. Puck was right, she looked gorgeous. her hair was even more curly then usual and she wore a black dress that hugged every crve on her body. As always, it was very short. She wore black stilettos and had on dark red lipstick. She was a bombshell by the very definition. "Okay so I'm thinking we should start with-" She began to say, but stopped short when she laid eyes on Quinn. Rachel had always been the center of Quinn's torture. I looked at Quinn who was glaring at rachel and smirking. "What is she doing here?" Rachel asked as she stared me down.
I hesitated "She's my...uhm..."
"Im his girlfriend." Quinn continued to glare at Rachel, who was now looking at me with a shocked expression. She saw me looking and quickly went back to the poised confident Rachel she loved to be.
"Well then, congrats. You better go get a seat, we're starting in two minutes." Rachel said.
"Okay." Quinn turned to me and kissed my cheek. "I'll see you later baby." Then she left.
My eyes shot to Rachel who was pretending to be interested in a story Puck was now telling Artie, about the girl he had banged before the show. I walked up to Rachel and pulled her to the side. She looked up at me obviously annoyed by me. "What do you want Finn?"
"Look, about Quinn, I can explain." I began
"You don't have to explain Finn. Im happy for you." She smiled and turned back to where Puck and Artie where. Happy was the last emotion I was feeling right now.
This was it. We were all set for our very first gig as New Direction. When the curtains opened and the crowed saw us they clapped. We knew they werent going to go crazy for us until we earned their respect on stage, even if they were 13 year olds who had no real taste in music.
"Hey everybody we're New Directions! First before we start I would like to introduce the band. On lead guitar we have Noah Puckerman!" Puck broke out into a crazy guitar solo and the crowd went wild. Puck's guitar skills were always a crowd pleaser. he could do the hardest guitar solo in the world and kill it. "On bass guitar we have Artie Abrams!" Artie plucked at the bass and the crowd loved it. "Finn Hudson on drums!" I played my solo and looked out into the audience, there was Quinn jumping up and down going crazy for me. Then I looked at Rachel who met my eyes. She looked away quickly and laughed. "And I'm Rachel Berry! So if your ready for us..." She looked back at all of us. "Let's tear this place up!" That was the cue for the first song. We all started playing the intro for the song Rachel had written called Stuck On You. Rachel began to sing and as always she hit every note perfectly. I knew the song by heart.
And no matter what I try to do
My mind will always be,
Stuck on you.
It was like Rachel was singing exactly how I felt. Secretly I wondered if she had written the song about me, but I knew that she didn't. After the song ended I sprang up from my drum set and grabbed the extra mic. "Hey guys, im going to sing a song if it's okay. This is for a girl who broke my heart, but I still love." I looked back at Rachel who looked at me with a confused expression on her face. The audience awed, and I felt stronger, like no matter what happened I had a whole room of people who had my back. Then I started to sing.
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
Im begging you to beg me.
The whole time I sang I looked at Rachel. I didnt dare to look out into the audience. This song was for her and I wanted her to know it.