This one's even longer than the first two. I kind of got carried away when writing it.
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"Finn?" She asked barely higher than a whisper. "Rach, is that what I think it is?"
"I...uh... it depends on what you think it is..." Rachel replied trying to sound nonchalant about it. It wasn't working because his expression hadn't changed since he saw it. She didn't understand why he was acting like this. Sure, they have had their moments, but she never looked into it. He had never made a move, even though she had practically thrown herself on him. Sure they were young and he probably didn't know how to reciprocate feelings as strong as hers; but that didn't make it alright. She remembers crying herself to sleep a couple of times because he wasn't showing any interest in her. Then there were other times when he had tried to make a move but they hadn't come out right. She was brought back to modern times when Finn put his hand over her left on, which was shaking ever so slightly. "Rachel, you know you can tell me anything, right?" She nodded and began to speak. "I guess I should start from the beginning"...
She pulled her books close to her chest, trying not to attract attention on herself. She was the new girl of course. An outsider. She tried to steady her breathing, and blinked hard trying to keep the tears from spilling. She couldn't control the knot in her throat and her vision was becoming blurry due to her tears. She was thinking about the kiss. She couldn't remove the feel of Finn's lips against hers. It had been two weeks since the kiss and one week since she moved. She kept trying to forget, she even tried to scrub the feeling off while in the shower. She didn't want a reminder of him. It wasn't that she didn't like it, that couldn't be farther from the truth. She loved the feeling, she wanted so much more, but it was wrong to hold feelings for someone who probably didn't and would never feel the same way. She was so concentrated on the feeling on her lips that she hadn't seen the boy walking right in front of her. As fate would have it, she walked straight into him and her books flew everywhere. She bent down to pick them up but was too late. A pair of strong hands had beaten her to the punch and was holding them in front of her.
She didn't take them away right away because she was staring... okay more like gaping at the boy in front of her. She wasn't even sure if she could call him a boy. He was wearing dark faded jeans and a tight navy t-shirt with the school's logo on it. She stared at his shirt for a little too long because it perfectly fit his body, hugging his biceps perfectly. She quickly realized what she was doing and quickly raised her head to meet the hazel eyes of the young man who was handing her her books. She grabbed them quickly, giving him a small smile hiding the evident blush on her cheeks. She looked back up to see that he was still there, giving her the a small smile as well. She was aware that he was expecting something but was unsure it was safe to talk. "Thank you." She said in a small voice walking around him towards her first class. This was already stranger than necessary and she wasn't going to add on to the strangeness. Before entering the class, however, she turned her head to her right to find the same pair of hazel eyes staring at her intensely. She smiled again and walked into her class. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.
Her thoughts had changed dramatically that night. She was sure she could get on her school life just fine without him. She was an independent, powerful woman and could do anything. That was what she kept telling herself, all night. She couldn't erase the feel of his lips. She hadn't thought about it all day, because she was thinking about a pair of hazel when she opened the door to her New York home, it her like tsunami. She felt his lips. It was worse now. She wasn't just feeling his lips. She was feeling his hands. She was craving his touch. She needed to see him and it was killing her so much. Why was this so hard? Every time she was close to falling asleep, she felt him whispering in her ear. Or when she felt a breeze come in through her window, she remembered the way his body felt pressed against her on her bed in the cold of the winter. Anything and everything she did brought up a memory of him. That was when she first realized it. No matter how hard he tried, she couldn't get him out of her mind. No matter what she did, no matter where she was, he was always there. He was always there... because she was in love with him.
While she was telling her story, Finn couldn't help but be mesmerized by the way she moved her hands to explain. He was also well aware of the blush that had spread to her cheeks when she spoke of remembering their first kiss. He had to admit, he also noticed the blush on her cheeks when she spoke of this stranger who seemed to take a liking to her. Jealousy had sprung into him almost as quickly as it left. When she spoke of how hard it was forgetting him, he felt another emotion quickly overcome it. He couldn't help the way his breath caught in his throat, and the way his mouth dried. He started paying closer attention to what she was saying and noticed that she had to swallow more times than normal. But that only made him notice the way she had to keep licking her lips because of how quickly they dried. He had to work even harder to listen to what she was saying after that. Then she said it, and the world stopped spinning. She said she loved him. But the happiness in him was quickly replaced by hurt when he realized she had said. She loved him, loved. As in past tense, as in no more. He just sat there and motioned for her to continue not wanting for her to notice the way he was breaking. He knew he had to stay strong though, because even though he wasn't with her romantically, he had to be there for her. It was a promise he made long ago and was intending to keep.
I didn't really say what he had saw but everyone guessed right. Rachel got engaged.
But for what reasons? And who is the mysterious fiance? What will Finn think of the guy, if they ever meet?
Sorry that I'm dragging out this meeting, but they haven't seen each other in 7 years :)
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