AN: Thank you to Nan0min for giving me inspiration for this chapter – thank you very VERY much for the review!

Sorry it's been over a week, I've got no excuses except I'm slightly behind on some of my Uni work (uh oh) I'm just gonna lock myself in the library tomorrow, it'll be fine!

Previously

"This may be really soon after our confrontation but I love you so much, Rachel. Will you be my girlfriend again?" He seems slightly nervous to ask but my huge smile relaxes him.

"Of course, nothing would make me happier."

He pulls me in for another close hug at the foot of his bed.

We sit together in each other's arms for a while, content on being close to one another. I have missed this feeling a lot while I have been in New York, Kurt's cuddles were cute, but only Finn's could make me feel such calmness and relief and warmth all at once. I am happily glorifying in our renewed love with a smile on my face and happen to look down at Finn's arms enclosing me and I notice the time on his watch.

"Oh shoot! I've got to get back home; my dad's will be getting frantic! I was supposed to go straight back to there's after the store and I should have been back by now. I've got to go."

I immediately push myself out of his arms even though I would much rather stay in his grip and push my feet into my shoes which I had left by the bed when we were sitting on it. I turn back to look at Finn and notice his forlorn expression, I'm glad he feels the same way as I do.

"Do you really have to go? I've missed you so much and have just finally got you back." He's trying to entice me into staying but I really can't, my dad's are expecting me. But an idea has just popper into my head.

"Why don't you come with me? My dad's are making vegetable lasagne and I know you like it yourself, that way we can spend another few hours together." I put as much persuasion as I can into my voice and use my high-level acting skills as much as I can to convince him to come over. He looked hesitant at the beginning but now I think I have won him over.

"Sure, but only so I can spend more time with you." I don't even mind the reluctance that is still in his voice.

"We need to leave like now, then."

Finn quickly picked up his phone and came to stand beside me whilst I waited by the front door for him.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, we can go. What if you're dads hate me for breaking up with you and don't want me around?"

By the expression of angst on his face, I can tell he's been worrying about this since I left his room a few minutes ago. I sigh quietly to myself, knowing nothing I can say is going to change the worry he's feeling. I just hope my dad's don't react in the way he is expecting them to.

"It will be fine, I promise you. They love me and want to keep me happy, and I love you and you make me happy. They have to like you, even if they do so grudgingly." I assure him firmly.

He gives me a sweet kiss on the forehead which I use to give myself a moment to close my eyes and just bask in the amazing warmth his touch always gives me. I love our kisses, and now I'm thinking of how great they are, I can't help myself but lean up on my toes holding onto him to keep me steady and firmly pressing my lips upon his in a warm peck. I have missed being able to do this.

We make our way into the car and are soon on our way to my house, where I should have been 15 minutes ago. I can tell he's still nervous about seeing my dad's for the first time in a while, so I reach over and place my hand over his on the gear stick, hoping to give him some comfort. It was my idea to come in his car with him. This meant I would have to go back to his at some point to get it, therefore creating even more opportunity to see Finn. Genius.

He smoothly parks in front of my house and we both quickly make our way to the front door and I walk straight into my own home and into the kitchen in order to give daddy the lasagne pasta that I had luckily remembered to get out of my own car before joining Finn in his for the trip over here.

"I'm back! I'm sorry it took so long, I bumped into an old friend and I invited them round to dinner. I hope that's okay." I call to both of my father's as I see them cooking together in the kitchen, Finn is a few steps behind me.

"Of course honey, you're friends are always welcome to eat with us, who is it?" Dad replied, smiling.

They already said yes, they can't back out now. I'm glad I didn't say Finn's name straight away.

"It's Finn, dad." And I step aside so Finn can be clearly seen by both my dad at the oven and my daddy by the sink. The room suddenly goes quiet as they stare at him in shock. The tension becomes really palpable and I just hope for any of them to break the ice. To my relief, Finn clears his throat.

"Hi Mr Berry and Mr Berry. I hope this isn't a problem, Rachel invited me. We bumped into each other at the store." He shuffles his feet obviously nervous and I feel so bad for putting him into this position.

The room stays quiet for another heartbeat before mercifully my daddy speaks up.

"It's no problem, Finn. We have told you that before."

Great. Thank you daddy for purposefully making the situation tenser by bringing up the fact that Finn used to frequently join us for dinners whilst we were dating. I quickly sit out to resolve the situation.

"Thank you daddy! Now if you don't mind, Finn and I are going to wait in the dining room until the food is ready and will sit the table for the four of us." I try to be as cheerful as possible and quickly grab Finn's arm to tug him out the room. Hopefully the two of them in the kitchen alone, will whisper amongst themselves, get their agitation over the situation out of their systems and be more content over the dinner table.

Finn and I working together meant the table was quickly set out and we were able to work in appeased silence, comfortable with each other. We manage to have some idle chit chat before my dad's come out with piping hot food in their hands. To my relief they both wear expressions of ease and I know that dinner isn't going to cause any unwanted drama.

The meal quickly flies by as everybody has their fair share of food. My dad's are nice enough to create conversation with Finn and I equally so there is no lasting tension left at the table from earlier. Soon the meal was over and Finn was excusing himself, saying it was getting late.

"I'll see you out."

We walk together to the front door and I turn to face him slowly once we reach it.

"Is it alright if I pick you up tomorrow and drive you to my place to get your car? I don't like the idea of you walking all the way over to my place." He asks tentatively, I'm flattered.

"Of course, thank you. That would be wonderful." I'm happy he offered to be honest; it would be a 20 minute walk to his house from mine.

"Do you think we could er- do something in between? Like when I pick you up before we get your car? We could go bowling or something if you want." He's being very hesitant. I realise this is what he wanted to ask me originally when we reached the door.

"Um, yeah. That's fine; I love when we go bowling. Would tomorrow be, like, a date?" I didn't mean to come across so shy when speaking.

"Um, yeah. I guess so. So, I'll see you tomorrow then? Should I pick you up at 11? We could grab some lunch on the way." He gives me a quick smile.

"11 o'clock is fine. See you tomorrow. Goodnight Finn." I reach up and give him a little peck on the cheek. I couldn't resist.

"See you tomorrow Rachel." He gives me one last sweeping smile before leaving the house and getting into his car.

I close the door behind him, turn with my back pressed against it and suddenly come to a realisation.

"I'm going on a date with Finn Hudson tomorrow."

AN: There we go! I'm going to try and make the next chapter really lovey-dovey – lol.

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