A/N: here it is. Three hours after I uploaded chapter two. There's smut pretty soon, and knowing how descriptive I can get it'll be where the chapters start to get longer.

Rescue me, Love me Mr Hudson

Chapter Two

The next day wasn't any easier for Finn. He caught of one of his student's texting during his lesson and when he confiscated the cell phone from the student he soon found out that the student had been texting the one and only Miss Rachel Berry. The content of the conversation wasn't something Finn should have been reading. This conversation, this very graphic conversation was about him and a dream that Rachel had the previous night about him and her. Reading the texts caused a hitch in Finn's breath.

You cannot have these feelings, she's your student!

Finn ignored his conscience this time and carried on reading these texts, there were explicitly graphic, he never thought that she was capable of something like this. He returned the cell phone to the student at the end of the lesson.

"I don't expect to catch you texting in my lesson again. Is that understood?" Finn said sternly to the student, she nodded frantically and apologized before scurrying out of the classroom, blushing violently. Finn used his free period to discover what lesson Miss Berry was in, and after finding out what lesson she was in, he write out a detention slip and headed towards her lesson. He knocked on the door before walking in; he searched the rows of students to make sure she was there.

"Sorry to disturb, Miss Holiday, but I need to speak to Rachel Berry." Finn said, loud enough so she could hear. Miss Holiday told Rachel to hurry up and see what he needed her for. Outside of the classroom, Rachel's face was full of fear, panic, and worry; she was wringing her hands, and tapping her feet impatiently.

"Detention, Miss Berry, Tonight." Finn passed her the detention slip. She took it, almost heartbroken. She turned to go back into the classroom, when Finn grabbed her elbow, pulling her back a little.

"I know about your dream, Miss Berry." Finn whispered in her ear.

Rachel froze, and looked at Finn.

"Mr Hudson...I…I…" Rachel blushed crimson.

Finn shook his head, with a smirk, an inappropriate smirk.

"Detention, three o'clock, my office, Do Not Be Late." Finn hissed, before he let her go, nodded a quick thank you to Miss Holiday and returned to his office. Finn spent the rest of the day with graphic images of Rachel's dream, what he knew of it, in his head. He even lost himself in fantasies of his own while he was teaching. Three o'clock came quicker than he initially expected. He was sat in his office, waiting, and the digital clock on his desk flashed three-oh-six. Rachel was late. He tapped his pen on his desk, as he lent back on his chair. The minutes ticked by, and when Rachel casually strolled into his office, it was three-twenty-two. Finn raised an eyebrow at her, rising from his seat.

"Twenty two minutes late, Miss Berry." Finn said, pointing at the clock, as he sat on the edge of the table, closest to Rachel. She swallowed hard, and smirked. She wrapped a strand of hair around her finger, teasingly.

"Sit!" Finn demanded pointing at the chair in front of him, but she didn't automatically obey, and her disobedience didn't make it any easier for them both. Finn sprung to his feet, and moved close to her.

"I told you to sit, Miss Berry." Finn said more assertively, and Rachel had to bite her lip, as she did as she was told. Finn exhaled, and pinched his nose. He sat back in his chair, at the opposite side of the desk, as far as away from Rachel he could get in this confined office. Rachel blew an unnecessarily loud raspberry, breaking the silence.

"So, Miss Berry, texting in lesson…" Finn casually said, pressing his fingertips together.

You can't have her; you'll lose your job! Stop this while you're ahead.

Rachel looked directly at him, blushing again, her heart pounding in her chest. He was never supposed to know about her dream.

"I didn't…" Finn held up his hand, telling her to stop talking.

"I'm not bothered about that, it was the content of those texts, which caught my attention." Finn smirked, and had to exhale slowly, he began have mental images again, really graphic ones. Rachel sat in her chair silently, looking at her hands on her lap.

"It was a dream." Rachel mumbled, shifting in her seat. A slight distinctive aroma stained the air, and Finn knew exactly what it was, it made him smirk. He took a slip of paper from his memo pad, quickly scrolled down his cell phone number, and passed it to Rachel.

"Next time, tell me." Finn said to her, "you can go now."

As Rachel walked out of the office, she turned and smirked.

"Goodnight, Mr Hudson, i make sure to tell you when I have another dream like that." Rachel whispered flirtatiously.

Finn closed his eyes, and exhaled. He practically launched himself at her, pulling her back into the office, his hands on her waist.

Stop! Stop now!

"I want you," Rachel whispered against his lips, playing with the buttons on his shirt. Finn groaned loudly, his grip on her hips tighter. She leant closer to him, and he leant in. Just as they were about to kiss, he moved away, throwing his hands into the air.

"I'm sorry," Rachel turned to leave again, feeling like a fool.

Finn chased after Rachel into the parking lot, she was about to climb into her car when he managed to catch up with her.

"Rachel, wait, listen." Finn tapped her shoulder, soothing her slightly.

Rachel span around, she looked furious. She wanted to yell at him, but she knew it was no good.

"I want you too, I want you so bad, but we can't do this," Finn kissed her, passionately; pulling her close, but he kept it brief. "At school,"

Rachel smirked, and kissed him softly, before climbing into her car, she rolled down her window.

"I'll definitely text you, Mr Hudson," She winked, biting her lip, before driving away.

Finn exhaled, shoved his hands in his pockets.

You've fucked up now, Hudson…

A/N: WELL THIS WAS LONGER THAN IT WAS MEANT TO, I WILL UPLOAD ASAP. Please review. Thanks.