A/N: This Chapter is shorter than the first two but the next one should be longer.

Part Three

"What the hell are you doing?" her tone was indignant as she woke them both up.

"What? What's going on?" Finn asked groggily. He suddenly became aware of the slender blonde pressed tightly to his body and his eyes shot open to find Rachel and Kurt standing over them, he loosened his grip on Brittany and they both sat up with guilty expressions.

"It's not what you think-" Brittany started to explain but Rachel interrupted.

"I just caught you in bed with my boyfriend, there isn't any situation where you could say there isn't something wrong!"

"Maybe you should at least give them a chance, Rachel" Kurt told her, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Fine."

Brittany was looking away from them all so Finn decided to explain things, "Well Brit came over before cause she was upset and needed a friend,"

"Brittany had lots of friends, you two aren't even close, don't pretend you'd ever be her first choice!" Rachel shouted glaring at Finn, this time it was Brittany that spoke up.

"That's not fair! Finn is one of my best friends, we're in glee club together so we're always hanging out and I've known him a lot longer than you have, Rachel so don't dare say that Finn isn't my friend! Plus, since we hung out after we left the party last night we've become really close…" Finn looked anywhere he could trying to avoid the three other pairs of eyes in the room, terrified it would mean Kurt or Rachel reading his thoughts.

"Well you've got that right, you looked really fucking close to me!" Rachel Shouted. Her eyes began to water and she ran out of the room, nobody spoke until they heard the front door close.

"I hope you two are telling the truth, I better go after Rachel," he gave Finn a knowing look and left as well. Brittany stood up and walked over to Finns bedroom door before turning back to him.

"I'm sorry, Finn, I'm so stupid! I ruin everything!" she turned and ran out of the room before he could reply, for some reason he felt compelled to run after her instead of Rachel but she was already at the front door when he had reached the top of the stairs.

"Brit! Wait!" he called after her, he wanted to tell her she wasn't stupid, he just wanted to make her smile again but she was already gone.

"Was that Quinn?" Finn turned to see his mom standing in the doorway of the living room with a concerned look on her face, "Her hair has gotten longer again"

At the mention of Quinn's name, longing filled his head, Rachel and Quinn; it looks like both would be out of his life soon. He missed them, he just felt lonely no matter who was there. "No mom, it was Brittany, another one of my friends from glee club,"

"Oh right, she just looks a little bit like Quinn, maybe it's just the blonde, but she does remind me of her a bit," she turned to walk back into the living room, and he realised just how right she was. A strange confused feeling bubbled up inside him; maybe he could see how they could end up in bed together after all.

"Yeah, she does look a bit like her…" he half whispered to no one in particular.

"Hey Brittany, where do you want to go?" he asked starting to shiver, she took a swig from her bottle and seemed to consider for a moment.

"I don't know where we are," she said and then burst out laughing, Finn wasn't sure what was funny but for some reason he burst out laughing too, they walked further with their arms linked laughing uncontrollably. "It's freezing, what's closer, your house or my house?" she asked him.

"Mine, it's only about 5 minutes straight down this road,"

"I'll race you!" she said excitedly, and began to run as fast as she could, Finn chased after her but before long they were both stumbling from the effects of the alcohol, about halfway there Brittany fell over onto a patch of grass and rolled around in fits of laughter.

"Comfortable down there?" Finn asked her with a smug smirk playing across is face. Brittany smirked as well and in one smooth move her legs kicked his from under him and he found himself lying on his back next to her. "You know it actually is," he said laughing even more.

Brittany leaned over him, looking down, her golden hair brushing his cheek and her skin radiant in the glow from the street lamp. She looked at him questioningly, "What you got that look on your face for?"

He looked at her, thinking of all the times he spent staring into Quinn's eyes, her leaning over him just like this, skin glistening and the sparks flying between them. Every feeling he had for her surfaced at once and before he could help himself, his lips crashed into Brittany's. He couldn't even tell the difference anymore, Quinn or Brittany, it didn't matter to him. All he knew was that, warranted or not, he felt nothing but love for the girl in front of him, nothing but unwavering passion and dedication. She was all that mattered.

After a few minutes Brittany's legs gave way and she stopped running, collapsing onto a patch of grass. She'd gone the wrong way after leaving Finn's to avoid Rachel and now she wasn't quite sure where she was. After drying her tears she began to stand but as she did so, she noticed an empty glass bottle not too far away and the patch of grass suddenly became very familiar.

"Sorry," Finn said, pulling away with a slightly traumatised look on his face, "I got confused, I think I thought you were Quinn for a moment." At this Brittany was quite taken aback and placed her hand soothingly on top of Finns.

"Do you still love her?" he nodded. "Then why are you with Rachel?"

"I never said I didn't love Rachel too," He bowed his head, refusing to look Brittany in the eye.

"It's okay," she said giving his hand a squeeze, "I know you can love two people, it doesn't mean you love either of them any less it just means you have more love to give" she told him, feeling quite insightful and clever.

"Thanks," he said, still refusing to look at her.

"Quinn is very pretty,"

"Yeah,"

"Do you really think I look like her?"

"Kind of," he shrugged, "to be honest, it's more like you look related, you're both blonde, both are really thin… your skin glows the same way in the light," He smiled at the ground still avoiding eye contact, "You're both really beautiful, I guess it's just that there are a lot of similarities rather than you actually look like each other." Brittany suddenly felt her face warm and felt the urge to link her fingers into his.

"You think I'm beautiful?" she asked him, suddenly incredibly insecure of his opinion.

"No, Brittany, I don't think you're beautiful, I know you are. I may be dumb but even a blind person could tell that you're beautiful."

She stood up, still holding his hand, and pulled him off of the ground to face her.

"Thank you, Finn, that was really sweet" she told him, before leaning in to kiss his cheek.

"Well I meant it," he replied. She grinned again and stared straight into his eyes, she knew she was drunk and that this was a bad idea, she knew there were a million reasons she shouldn't do it, she just couldn't remember any of them. So right there and then, in a moment of impulse, she reached a hand around his neck and pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss. He returned it almost instantly, winding one hand through her hair and placing the other on the small of her back, pressing her as close to him as he could while still allowing them both room to breathe. The world around them was silent and faded out of their shared consciousness; they were lost in each other.