A/N: Originally, I was going to make this chapter longer but it's pretty late. A big thank you to everyone who favorited/follows/reviews this story! I apologize for any mistakes/typos/grammar/tense errors! Without further ado, I hope you enjoy chapter 5!

I Do Not Own Glee.

When Finn woke up on Monday morning, his stomach was in a tangle of knots. Glancing at his alarm clock, he was surprised to discover that he had woken up extremely early. Well, early for him. 5:45 A.M.

Knowing that today would be extremely important to him, Finn decided that he should look his best. After rolling out of the bed, he grabbed a towel from the dresser. He then made his way to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and took a quick shower.

Once finished, Finn wrapped the towel around his waist before grabbing another and patting his hair dry. Satisfied, he quietly returned to his room and stood before his closet.

Finn had to admit that he didn't exactly have a strong fashion sense. Eventually, he decided on a pair of his best jeans, a white t-shirt with an open plaid black and white button up, and a jean jacket to top it off. He then threw on a pair of black converse and grabbed his backpack. Before heading downstairs, he made a stop at the bathroom and added a bit of gel to his hair.

As he walked into the kitchen, he noticed that it wasn't empty.

"Hey, Kurt." Finn greeted his step-brother cheerfully as he grabbed a granola bar from the cupboard.

Kurt shot him a glare. "Would you care to explain to me why you broke-up with my best friend?"

Finn groaned inwardly before facing him. "Look, I care about Rachel, but I just couldn't be with her anymore."

A disbelieving look came across Kurt's features. "That's what she told me. She also said that it was because you found someone else. Who exactly might that be?"

Looking at the floor, Finn replied uneasily, "It's complicated."

Hearing Finn's apprehensive tone, Kurt decided to drop the subject for now. He sighed. "Okay, Finn, you don't have to tell me. But would you mind giving me a ride to school? I wanted to practice a solo before class started."

Finn nodded and together he and Kurt left for school.

By the time they arrived at McKinley, it was 6:30 A.M. After parking the car, Finn quickly hopped out and headed towards the main building. His plan was to wait by Quinn's locker until she showed up.

'Wait… If I do that she might think I'm a stalker or something. That would ruin everything! Maybe I could wait-' before he could start a rambling conversation in his head, he spotted Quinn in a colorful floral dress walking ahead of him.

Deciding against yelling out her name, he picked up his pace. By the time he caught up to her, she was already opening her locker.

"Hi."

Quinn jumped a little at the sound of his voice. Taking a deep breath, she turned around and faced him. She was impressed by how nice he looked, but before she got too caught up in checking him out, she snapped angrily, "What do you want, Finn?"

Finn winced at her tone. 'Might as well come out and say it.'

"I broke up with Rachel yesterday." He said quietly.

On the inside, Quinn felt her heart begin to beat faster and an enormous amount of joy surge through her body. However, on the outside, shock was the dominant feature on her face. Unable to avoid it, she simply asked, "Why?"

Finn was about to say, "Because I'm in love with you." But then he remembered how he had promised himself to put Quinn's wants and needs before his own. He didn't want to force her into an uncomfortable situation. Instead, he simply said, "I don't belong with Rachel." As he said it, he felt the undeniable truth behind his words.

Quinn had known that he didn't belong with Rachel from the beginning. She always felt so sure that he would end up with her. At that moment, Quinn wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around Finn's neck and pull him in for a kiss. But she couldn't. Twice Finn had broken her heart. Twice he had chosen Rachel over her. If she put herself out there once more and ended up getting her heart broken for the third time by him, it would destroy her. She couldn't be with him unless she was positive that he wouldn't leave her broken and alone.

"What happens now?" she asked him in a conversational tone.

Finn took an instinctive step towards her and leaned in slightly. "You tell me." He murmured.

Quinn's breathing began to falter slightly as he leaned into her. As usual, she began to lose hold of reality when he was so close. However, right before he could close the distance, she became aware of what was happening. Hastily, she put a hand on his chest and took a step away from him.

'Damn it! You're supposed to stop being selfish, Finn! Start thinking with your head, not your damn body!' he chided himself. He then looked at Quinn apologetically. "I'm sorry."

"Finn… I can't just get back together with you. We can't jump into another relationship and act like nothing happened. I… I can't do that. Not right now." Quinn said quietly while looking into his eyes.

"I understand, Quinn." He said sincerely with a sad smile. He began to turn away, but stopped when Quinn grabbed his arm. Once again, he felt warmth spread through him at her touch.

"I've been thinking about what you said last week about us being friends," Quinn began hesitantly, "and I think that would be good for us. So, if the offer still stands, I'd like to accept it. Can we be friends?" she finished sheepishly.

Finn gave her a large grin, relief washing over him. Maybe it wasn't exactly what he wanted, but at least she'd still be apart of his life. That's all that mattered to him. "I'd like that."

Quinn smiled back at him. "Great! Uhm, I have a few things to take care of before school starts. Can I talk to you later?"

Nodding his head, Finn replied, "Yeah, sure. What about lunch?"

The smile grew on Quinn's face. "Okay. Meet me at my table?"

Finn nodded once more. "See you then. Bye, Q."

Before Quinn turned away, she gave Finn a hug. Immediately, he wrapped his arms around her. Quinn sighed softly, relishing in the feeling of safety she felt in his arms. Finn rested his chin on her head with a crooked smile on his face.

Much too soon, in his opinion, she let go and looked up at him. "Bye, Finn. I'll see you at lunch." And with that, she turned on her heels and headed down the hall. Finn stood at her locker for another minute in a happy daze before walking in the opposite direction. 'That definitely went better than expected.'

When the bell for lunch rang, Finn bolted out of his seat and practically sprinted out the door. The past three and a half hours had been pure torture to him. The hands on the clock seemed to tick by slower and slower with each passing minute. He had received many annoyed looks from his classmates due to his constant fidgeting.

By the time Finn made it to the cafeteria, he was a little out of breath. Looking around, he noticed that he was one of the first to arrive. Not wanting to seem clingy or weird by waiting at Quinn's table, he took his time buying his lunch. Once he had paid for his chicken sandwich and Gatorade, the room was bustling with people. As he made his way towards the table, he received many curious glances from people. 'Of course everybody knows about the break-up…' he sighed to himself.

When he passed by his normal table, he received many different looks from his fellow glee members ranging from curious to angry. The only person who didn't give him a patronizing look was Puck. Finn nodded to him and Puck returned the gesture with a small smile.

What seemed like centuries later, Finn made it to Quinn's table and took a seat next her. Once he sat down, the conversation that had been going on at the table came to an abrupt halt. All eyes turned to Finn.

"What are you doing here, Finnocence?" Santana asked with a raised eyebrow, finally breaking the silence.

Finn glanced at Quinn, hoping to receive some help. Sensing his eyes on her, Quinn looked at him and gave him a reassuring smile before addressing the rest of the table. "He's here because we wanted to have lunch together." She then quickly added, "As friends."

Shock crossed the features of almost everyone at the table. Santana, however, had a playful gleam in her eyes and a wicked smile on her face. "I wasn't aware that friends liked to stick their tongues down each other's throat."

Both Quinn and Finn froze as one thought crossed both of their minds.

'Shit…'

Finally regaining her voice, Quinn said in a palpable tone, "We were drunk, San. Things happen, especially during spin the bottle. You should know."

Santana laughed. "Relax, Q. I, for one, enjoyed seeing the wild side of Quinn Fabray." Turning her gaze to Finn, she said, "Welcome to the dark side, tubs. I apologize, but we don't have cookies. Sorry to disappoint." With that said she turned her head to the side and began talking to Brittany. Conversation began to gradually pick up around the table.

Finn let out a breath he wasn't aware he had been holding. Quinn giggled a little and looked at him with a teasing smile on her face. "You got lucky; Santana is usually much ruder than that when there's a new addition to the table."

A playful scoff escaped Finn's lips as he turned his head to face Quinn. "Trust me; I'm well aware of her unique personality." His voice became a little timid when he added, "It's just… I don't know, I guess I'm a little sensitive when it comes to my body."

Quinn lightly bumped his shoulder. "Don't let something Santana says bring you down, she's just… being herself." Her tone softened as she said honestly, "And you shouldn't be so insecure… I think you look great."

A light blush crept up on Finn's face at her compliment. "Thanks."

For the rest of the lunch period, Finn and Quinn comfortably conversed with each other. Both of them couldn't help but think how natural it felt.

After the amazing lunch Finn had with Quinn, he couldn't keep the grin off of his face. That is, until it was time for glee. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the same judgmental looks on everyone's face that he'd seen during lunch. Just when he was contemplating on leaving, he saw Quinn wave him over.

"Hey." He said with a lopsided smile as he took a seat next to her.

Quinn returned the smile and greeting. After a few seconds, she turned towards him. "So, I've noticed the looks people have been giving you. Are you okay?"

Finn sighed. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't expect everyone to find out about the break-up. Especially after only one day."

Quinn gave his hand a comforting squeeze. Finn was about to thank her when he saw Rachel enter the room. When her eyes met his, he felt a little scared. She looked pissed. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

Confused, Quinn asked, "What's wrong?"

"Rachel just gave me the death glare." Finn said, fear evident in his voice and on his face

When she looked at him and saw the expression on his face, Quinn couldn't help but giggle.

At the sound of her laugh, Finn snapped his gaze back to Quinn. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "What?"

Controlling her laughter, Quinn said teasingly, "I'm pretty sure Berry isn't capable of murder."

Finn began to laugh. "That's true. I can't even imag-" He was cut off by the sound of someone clearing their throat loudly. Looking towards the center of the room, he saw Rachel standing there, clearly trying to get the attention of everyone. Once she succeeded, she spoke.

"Hello, everyone. I thought today would be perfect for singing about how we feel. Since there seems to be no volunteers, I'll go first." She cued the band then looked directly at Finn.

Let's talk this over

It's not like we're dead

Was it something I did?

Was it something you said?

Don't leave me hanging

In a city so dead

Held up so high

On such a breakable thread

Finn let out a frustrated sigh. 'Of course Rachel would do this!' He then looked down at the floor, trying to block her out.

You were all the things I thought I knew

And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything

That I wanted

We were meant to be, supposed to be

But we lost it

When Quinn looked over at Finn and saw how distraught he looked, she instinctively reached for his hand. She hated seeing him upset, especially when he was always so upbeat and goofy.

All of our memories so close to me

Just fade away

All this time you were pretending

So much for my happy ending

For what felt like the fiftieth time that day, Finn picked up his head and smiled at Quinn. She always knew how to cheer him up, even if she wasn't aware that just her touch made him forget all of his worries.

Maybe they weren't together, but Finn couldn't stop himself from thinking about a time when he and Quinn would have their happy ending. The thought caused the smile on his face to grow even bigger.

Song: My Happy Ending - Avil Lavigne ; I do not own this song! ; I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I was going to make it longer, but it's late. Let me know what you think or would like to see in future chapters! Thanks for reading! R&R are much appreciated!