Thank you to everyone that's reviewed. You're all completely awesome!

I've decided to also add a slight Puck/ Quinn storyline into the story too, just to make it more interesting.

Hope you enjoy the new chapter!

Monday seemed to roll around and Rachel awoke with an even more eager attitude than she thought was possible. She felt like she was on nine cloud, instead of her room, just singing to herself.

On her bed was the yearbook, a picture of Finn with a huge red love heart drawn around an hundreds of little ones around it. She smile at the image of his smiling face and went back to brushing her hair.

Before she knew it, she was walking down the halls of McKinley, a huge grin dominating her face. When she reached her locker, she was more than shocked to find a single rose lay inside. She took it in her fingers, eyes bright with happiness. It had to be Finn, she convinced herself. Who else would it be?

Quinn was honestly on the verge of punching Puck. She thought that him talking about the Mario brothers was bad enough but, as he babbled on about Rachel Berry, she was getting bored to death. And what the hell was with this effectuation with her? He used to slushy this girl on a daily basis.

"Okay stop!" she cut across him, her head hurting from the past hour of talking," I really don't care about what Rachel's hair looks like."

"Bu-"

"No," she placed her hand over his mouth," Look. Go and find someone else to bore to death with you ramblings because I'm sick of it already."

She stood up, hand holding her baby bump as she walked away. It sort of hurt her that he was talking about another girl to her, and most of all Rachel Berry. Had he gone crazy? To be honest, she actually liked him, she was carrying his baby, and she didn't want him to be with any other girls.

Someone banged into her as she walked down the hall. She felt herself scowl slightly, before moving to her locker. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rachel, that crazy look on her face that she gets when she's really happy. Quinn couldn't believe that Puck had a crush on her and moreover, couldn't believe that she was jealous of Rachel.

All Quinn knew was that she had to do something about it.

Finn sat in glee, just staring out in front of him. For once, he was the first one there and it felt weird sitting in the empty choir room. The band hadn't even shown up yet, or that creepy piano guy. When the door opened, a surprised looking Rachel stepped in," Oh hi Finn. I wasn't expecting you to be here, since I'm usually the first and it was a shock to see you sitting here, doing nothing, but it's good that you're here. Really good."

Her eyes widened further with each word that she spoke and he had to stop himself from laughing, but as she said the last two words his smile faltered: he'd almost forgotten about the weekends...events.

"I was just thinking," he replied, noticing how she inched closer towards him.

"About what?" It sounded so intense for some strange reason. She was about a foot away from him now.

"Nothing," Well, not exactly nothing, but he didn't want to tell her everything he'd thought about since coming into the room, as most of them were dedicated to her.

"Oh." Silence.

Rachel pulled some sheets from her bag, reading over them, though she kept throwing Finn glances whilst he just sat there, not really doing anything but thinking how short her skirt was this particular day. Stopping himself quickly, he tried to concentrate on something else.

He walked over the her, staring at the sheets. He couldn't read any music at all, and it all just looked like another language to him. One day, he guessed that he'd have to learn it, so he could pick up songs more easily and save Mr Schue the trouble of helping him all the time.

"What are those?" he felt himself ask, taking one from her hand. He noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly.

"Just some songs," she said quietly," I thought that they'd be good for us to sing. There's a few duets in there for you and I as our voices work so well together. I was hoping that Mr Schue would let us sing one for regionals."

Finn smiled. He loved singing duet with Rachel and probably the only good thing coming from her being like this was the fact that she'd do anything she could to sing with him.

"Sounds good," he said.

Rachel felt herself smiling broadly at how close Finn stood to her. She was about to bring up something about the rose in her locker, but was cut short before a word even left her mouth by Kurt and Mercedes coming into the choir room. They both gave a little wave, whispering to each other, as always.

And not long after that, other members began to walk in, taking their usual seats whilst waiting for Mr Schue. Rachel took this as he only opportunity to get her plan into motion.

"So," she turned to look at Finn, smiling," Do you want to come over to my house to practice some duets tonight?"

Finn had said yes before he even had time to register.

"Great! Come over at six," she skipped to her seat, brushing out her skirt as she sat down.

Puck stopped at the door when he saw Rachel standing too close to Finn for comfort, and the idiot was just smiling at her.

He heard the brunette asking if her wanted to go over that night, making his blood boil. He should be the only one who gets to go over to her house.

"Yes," Finn answered too quickly for his liking.

"Great! Come over at six," she happily made her way to the chair, a huge smile on her face. She'd told Finn to go over at six, but she was going to get an even bigger surprise tonight.

Finn had actually made an effort to make himself look presentable for going to Rachel's house, with a little help from Kurt. They had only just got back onto speaking terms and Finn was grateful for help from someone who knew what they were talking about.

Though some of Kurt's suggestions were a little out there, Finn managed to look nice. He sat on the sofa, hoping that time would move faster and he could just go to her house. His mum and Burt sat on the other sofa, watching some boring show. Finn found himself unable to stay still. Why did Rachel always make him nervous?

"You okay Finn?" his mum asked.

"I'm fine," he mumbled, shifting into a more comfortable position.

"He's nervous because he's going over to his girlfriend's house," Kurt said, appearing from nowhere. Finn was too shocked to glare back at him.

"You're going over to Rachel's house? Burt questioned. Finn was struck by another shock: they thought Rachel was his girlfriend.

"She's not my girlfriend," he said, slumping in the chair.

"But you wish she was," Kurt now sat next to him on the sofa, a devilish smile on his face. To their parents he said," He's completely in love with her."

"Am not!" the boy retaliated, earning himself a knowing look from his mother, who seemed to be more sympathetic than Kurt.

"Why are you going over to her house?"

"We're just gonna practice some duets for glee. She really wants us to do one at regionals," he smiled, hoping that they would end up doing a duet. No her and Jesse, who seemed to have disappeared since the whole run joey run incident.

"Are you sure that's all you'll be doing?" Kurt grinned.

"Shut up, dude! Me and Rachel are just friends, okay?"

"Just in case you do end up...you know, use protection."

Finn stared at Burt. Was this conversation actually happening? Especially with Kurt in the room. He could feel his face burning with embarrassment.

"I think I'm gonna go now," he stood up, ignoring all of their stares and got in his car. He didn't really like driving that much as it was too hard to concentrate sometimes, He reached Rachel's house, remembering the last time he was here. When she was really ill and when she'd kissed him, though he wasn't complaining about that part.

Stopping the car just outside her house, he unsteadily got out, trying to shake off all of the nerves.

"You're just going to sing Finn. Just practice a duet...with her," he gulped.

"No you're not."

Finn looked up, a slightly confused look on his face. What the hell?

Puck faced him, his face showing anger, and Finn was beginning to feel uncomfortable again. He made his way over to Puck.

"Why are you here?"

"Couldn't I be asking you the same question?" the looked on his face didn't falter. Puck was going to make Finn pay for ever looking at Rachel Berry in that way.

"Rachel invited me over. Did she...invite you too?" he would have hurt if she had invited Puck and not told him, but they were doing duets, which he was pretty sure only included two people.

"No, she didn't," Puck frowned.

"But you still decided to show up at her house..." Finn was so confused.

"Yes Finn. Even though she won't admit it, she has deep feelings for me. Feelings I wish to return, so if you'll excuse me," Puck turned on his heel, heading to her door, Finn running to catch him up. He placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Dude, she didn't ask to to come, so just leave," he felt himself getting angrier. Why wouldn't he just leave?

"No, I'm staying whether she likes it or not, and with me, she'll definitely like it," he smirked, finally noticing Finn's hand on him and shrugging it off roughly.

"Oh for god's sake Puck. Just go away."

"Wipe that goofy look off you face Finn and realise that you have no chance with Rachel. She's mine," he said the last bit almost with a venom. Finn was still trying to figure out when Puck had actually began to like Rachel in that way. They had dated, but that didn't really mean anything did it?

When Puck reach up to ring her doorbell, Finn lost it, punching Puck square in the nose. He recoiled, knuckles aching.

"Ow, crap! What the hell dude?" Puck held onto his nose, which hurt so much after that. He returned the favour, catching the side of Finn's face and quickly enough, he had knocked the boy down, hitting him angrily.

Finn managed to block some, but it was difficult and the pain was starting to overtake everything. He really didn't think that this was how his night was going to end out, and it was only the beginning.

He could taste blood in his mouth and his vision had become hazy.

"Stop it!" was the last thing he heard. Before passing out, he saw the terrified face of Rachel.