A/N - Oh my god, i know its been forever since i've done anything with this story. I am so sorry to keep you guys waiting. In the summer i should have more time to do more stories. And i'll actually have time to keep up with the chapters. Now, I know the TV Show part of Glee has way surpassed me, but thats why its called a fan fiction right? Well last but not least, I would love to thank you for the reviews.
It was getting really late. It was now around Twelve Thirty A.M. and Rachel knew that Finn had been getting tired. They had been lying on her bed for hours just talking about anything and everything. Even how what they thought the weather was going to be like tomorrow. Rachel said cloudy with rolling thunder and rainstorms. Finn said cloudy, and humid, but no rain or thunder in the sky.
"Finn, would you like some sleep? I noticed that you've been nodding off the past fifteen minutes. Don't try to deny it." Rachel asked, then stated.
"I am a little tired," he said shyly, "But I'm totally okay if you still need time to talk. I'm here."
"Need and want are two totally different things. I don't need to talk now, although I want to talk, I think we both need sleep way more." Rachel explained.
"Umm about sleeping arrangements…?" She put a finger to his mouth.
"Don't worry about it. I made you come all the way over here and lay with me for hours; I'm not going to make you sleep anywhere but in comfortable bed. No time to argue about it. You know that you can't win an argument against me." She removed her finger away from his lips, walked to the bed. She stopped, as if to ponder on which side to go to. She started toward the side near the window, but then quickly changed route and then went to the side of the bed farthest from it.
Finn guessed that she normally slept by the window, but it was understandable to him why she would refuse to sleep on that side. He noticed these things in Rachel. The little twitches in her face that can tell every thought on her mind.
Finn took off his shirt. Rachel couldn't help but look at him. There it was again, that movement in the features of her face that told the exact thought that went through Rachel's mind. He smiled a little on the inside; not wanting to let on that he noticed Rachel looking. He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. He climbed into the bed, making sure that there was a safe distance between the two of them.
"Finn, you don't have to act like I have the plaque!" She grabbed him, moving him closer. But then she rolled back over onto her side facing the wall. Finn took a big step and put his arm around her, but he felt her wince under him and pulled away.
A few minutes later he felt her grab his arm and pull him back to her. "I need you Finn, don't let go!"
"Rachel?" He said hesitantly.
"No Finn, just don't let go." She barely got out. She was tired; he doubted she even knew what she was saying.
"Okay, I promise. Now please get some sleep. You have school and Glee tomorrow. I know your completely exhausted." He said, kinda hugging her.
All Finn could think about before his eyelids finally shut for the remainder of the night was Rachel's voice. He loved the way she had spoken to him. The way she said his name, and how she said it in almost every sentence she spoke to him. He just wished he knew who did this to her. And why didn't she call Puck? You know, her "boyfriend"? They seemed to be happy enough. What was he going to tell Quinn tomorrow? Would she understand that Rachel needed him? These thoughts seemed to race through his mind going 99 MPH. Finally he drifted off, hearing Rachel's voice again, saying his name.
That night Rachel would wake up constantly, wondering if Finn would still be there with his arms wrapped tightly around her. Of course he wasn't going anywhere but her biological clock had to be sure of it (1:25, 2:10, 3:47). The final time she woke up was closer to 4 in the morning. She knew then that she wasn't getting back to sleep even with Finns warm arms wrapped around her. Unfortunately, this gave her time to think over some things. More like everything. This included Puck. But it still wasn't what he did to her that crossed her mind more than a thousand times. It was what he said he did to Quinn. And this led to another branch of thought, if she was going to tell Finn what she heard Puck say. But then would that lead to her having to tell him what Puck had done to her? She finally thought about actually getting back to sleep and dealing with all this in the morning, she picked up her phone to see what time it was, realizing it was already after Six A.M.
She rolled over and gently shook Finn. His eyes came open and he smiled that smile that just made her melt. But she couldn't forget what she had to do.
"I have to tell you something Finn, and you're not going to like it." And in that moment, he wasnt quite sure if he liked the way she said his name that time.
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