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Author's Note: Hey everyone! Thanks for reading, alert-ing and reviewing! Tonight will be a one-update night because I have to be up at 5:25am tomorrow for a tournament and last night was a BIG update night including a 3,000 word chapter! Tomorrow night will be better...I promise. Anyways enjoy this chapter!

His lips are soft on hers, melting into her. He's gentle and sweet but passion crackles between them. So many unsaid things are passed silently between them, making things okay for a moment. They pretend that they weren't broken and that they're the only two people in the universe.

I miss you. I love you. I'm sorry.

She finds herself humming into his warm mouth, wanting more. The kiss is slow and addictive, laced with so much hope. She allows herself to revel in his touch, forgetting all the hurt he's put her through. She likes drunk Finn more than sober Finn at the moment.

He moans softly and a shiver rattles through her body at the dizzying sound. She cradles his perfect face in her hand while the only traces down the smooth planes of his chest and he holds her close by the waist, pulling her gently into his chest. It's calming and absolutely serene.

When oxygen becomes a necessity, they break apart and he presses his forehead against hers, closing his eyes as he breathes heavily as if to relish in the moment. She opens her mouth to speak with nothing to say but he's quick to press another delicate kiss to her swollen lips. It's not to get her to be quiet, it's just sweet and loving.

He pulls back after a moment and to her utter surprise, her embraces her tightly, burying his face in her neck. She blinks in bewilderment for a moment before wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him. His scent relaxes her immensely and she allows a tear to shed at how loved she feels.

A thought that makes her stiff creeps into her mind as her arms go slack around his neck.

He's drunk...he won't remember...it may not be true.

It took him a ton of alcohol to admit that he still loved her. He was mean and selfish and abandoned her when he was sober. She apologized selflessly and begged for his forgiveness but he brushed her off. She obeyed his wishes for her to leave him alone, letting him know he'd always have her heart. He knew she loved him with everything she had and he rubbed salt in the wound by running off with the girl who makes it her duty to put her through hell. He laughed at her pain. He mortified her by singing that stupid song and banned the whole club against her. He crushed her heart in his palm.

With that horrible realization or assumption (she wishes it was the latter) she breaks away from him, avoiding his questioning gaze. "I really have to go" she whispers, sliding out of his grasp. "It's late and you need sleep."

His eyes are forlorn as he seems to realize she's leaving. "Can't you stay?" he asks hushed.

"My dads are probably freaking out" she murmurs. "I want to stay...I-I..." She swallows with a deep sigh. "But I'll see you tomorrow."

The hot, sharp slash of pain that burns her chest makes it hard to breathe as she gets to her feet. Smoothing out her skirt, she bites her lip in contemplation before leaning down and kissing his forehead softly. Her lips linger for a moment before she pulls back and caresses his face gently in an act of goodbye. He seems to understand because his eyes widen as he sits up, shaking his head violently. "I won't forget" he says seriously and desperately. "I won't...I won't let myself...I-"

She smiles sadly with a shrug. "I hope you don't forget" she purrs. "But I don't have control and neither do you." She looks down and sighs. "But I won't forget."

His eyes are watery when she looks at him again. "Remind me" he breathes. "Please if I forget...remind me..."

Looking at his teary cinnamon eyes, she finds herself nodding with an soft: "okay."

He smiles angelically and she can't help it, she leans forward and presses another kiss to his lips. He reciprocates tenderly, an unrealistic promise in his kiss. When she pulls back, managing to muster a genuine smile, he kisses her swollen, blackened eye lid affectionately. It makes her chest tighten as she gets up and heads for the door feeling his eyes prickle her back.

She turns toward him as she opens the door, sending him one last soft smile. "Sweet dreams, Finn" she murmurs.

"I love you" he calls in all drunken honesty. "I'll always love you, Rachel. More than life." He exhales shakily. "Do you still love me?"

Her lips wobbles as she hears the words she's been dying to hear. "Of course I love you" she says truthfully. "Always have and always will...more than anything. I'm forever yours-"

"Faithfully" he coos.

She nods emotionally with a light laugh. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

She closes the door, unable to take another moment as she fights a break down. He's never spoken to her like that in so long. She misses it...misses that Finn.

Summoning up the courage, she walks away from his room, knowing deep down that it would be another long while until Finn says things to her like that and kisses her so meaningfully again.

AN#2: Awwwwwwwwwww I love drunk!Finn...he's so honest ;)

Next Chapter: Carole and Rachel convo...filler

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