"No…no…no!"

I used every ounce of strength to shove Finn in front of me. I acted like a baby compared to every little kid standing in that line.

"I'm not going on there!"

Right in front of me, stood the tallest and longest portable roller coasters in the country. Shocking is how they managed to fit it in this tiny clearing.

'I'll be holding your hand the entire time," Finn reassured, still not fully convinced. But for his sake, I stopped squirming and glared at him, before I faced the employee and held out my ticket. My tight grip on it caused the employee to wrestle it out of my fingers. It finally slipped from my grasp as the gate in front of me, flung open. Pulling on Finn's arm, I hopped into the cart, securing every belt inside.

"Relax you'll be fine.'

His words, making my breathing increase as I took them as a threat saying " I might get severely injured, but might live." I gripped his hand as I squeezed tighter when we began going uphill. Was I making too big of a deal out of this? I glanced to my side, watching the most adorable smile appear on his face. He craved adrenaline. To lower my weak looking factor I spoke the truth.

"Honestly, I've never been on a roller coaster before. Parents were always afraid that I might have stood up in the middle of them."

Yes, one of the ways to prevent suicide. But at the moment, I didn't want to die. The thought increased my determination to live. A small frown crossed his face the second we reached the top. We were about to tilt over and dive into the depths of the tracks, when I let out a loud shriek. After a couple of seconds, I realized we were still planted on the peak. Finn chuckled obnoxiously at my behavior as I flipped out in my seat.

"This should be fun."

My head, switching directions. Why'd it stop?

"Why the hell aren't we movaaAAAHHHH!"

The cart shot down, making a burn build up in my core. Hurting, but giving me pleasure. Feeling the wind brush intensely against my skin and the adrenaline coursing through my veins. My arm wrapped around Finn's as I began screaming wildly as we went through a pattern of loops. We reached the end of the ride as my pulse slowly went back to normal. I gasped for an intake of breath and jumped out cheering.

"Again! Again!"

Feeling like a joyful and spirited kid that I once wanted to be, I gripped his arms and went on each ride several times. Through the bumper cars, rock climbing, funhouses and upside down rides, this was the most fun I had ever experienced in her life.

To relax, we decided to enter the Ferris wheel and let the excitement rest. Arm in arm, we sat on the cart with laughter.

"I especially love the ride that slowly picks you all the way up then quickly drops you down."

"Dungeon Drop?"

"Yeah!"

Suddenly, we were lifted into the sky. My head was nestled in the crook of his neck, feeling his warm and comfy arm on my shoulder. Quietly, but audible, a tune escaped his lips. I wasn't into this generations music but recognized the song.

"If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lye with me and just forget the world."

Fortunately, it's one of few I like. His voice was tender, soft, flawless. Before he began the next verse, I interrupted by whispering the words in his ears.

"We don't need, anything, or anyone."

A grin appeared on his face as the stars blanketed us. For the rest of the ride.

….

"If you think I'm going in there, you're out of your damn mind."

I stood a foot away from the entrance to a musky, horrific building. Finn stood half way in between the door, laughing at my statement before tugging on my hand, pulling me into the darkness. Lights appeared ahead of us and before we know it, we are in a room surrounded by degrading creatures. It took a minute to realize this was the design and makeup studio for the haunted house. I shut my eyes, letting the grip on Finn's arm lead the way. If I made direct contact with one of these models, I would scream to death.

We came to a stop and my eyes glanced at a horrifying view of a face, half dripping blood and the other half burnt. I let out a shriek, jumping behind Finn as my defense. My face, soaking into his jean jacket, trying to erase that disturbing image.

"It's okay, Santana is just my mom's human model."

I slowly peaked over his shoulder and saw the Latina laughing.

"But you should be scared, your moms annoying me to the point where her face is leaning towards looking like mine."

"Oh really, anything else you'd like to bring to the table?"

A middle aged woman with light Brown hair ran up to our area and dumped a pound of makeup on the desk. As soon as she caught sight of me, her face turned to stone and the tension rose in the air.

"I thought you would have spent so much time on the rides, that you would have completely forgotten about me."

The positive presence fading away.

"This is my mother, Carole."

Before I could speak, Carole quickly blurted.

"Who is this young lady?"

"My new friend from school," I felt him grow stiff from answering. I gave a slight wave as her expression read disbelief or curiosity.

"She's lesbian."

He said quickly, probably hoping that I would catch the statement as I obviously did. Instantly, the Latina on the chair examined me, as if she looked for hints that I indeed, played for the other team. As for his mother, she reacted by sighing in relief then continuing her job.

"Well that sure is different. But much more difficult…"

"Sure is."

My tone, stiff as I knew he felt my cold stare on the back of his neck. Praying, not to be left alone with me once we leave.

"I could only imagine how difficult it is to find another girl like you. Especially to the style you carry."

Excuse me? I wasn't sure if it was exactly a compliment. My belief of Finn's story grew as I had the urge to slap his own mother in the face. I decided to play nice and plan an escape before several more words could escape her lips.

"You are indeed doing an incredible job on your makeup, but Finn and I must get going. Don't wanna miss the laser show."

I gave a slight wave goodbye as I dragged his ass out that building. Once we escaped and entered the alley behind the structure, I planted a open hand slap to the face. It must have hurt, noticing the pool forming in his eyes and the flame residue on his cheek.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I don't see how telling your mom I like girls, is keeping me from getting hurt, it doesn't even make me look appealing."

"I know and I'm sorry. I froze in the moment a-and.."

His stuttering gave off the worry and nervousness he held in. He obviously hated being the cause of problems, judging by the way he instantly grew panicked.

"I really care about you. You're too much worth losing."

It had already felt like everything was moving at warp speed. Its been a week and it feels like we met a lifetime ago. I guess I'm not realizing that he's right. He does indeed have feelings for me, probably more than I do for him.

When I finally came to an understanding, I tugged on his jacket, pulling him to my lips. We have kissed several times, but this one, was special. Our tongues danced together as we savored each others taste. Each stroke against his tongue, drugging me into this trance. As we finally released, I slowly opened my eyes and shot him a smile. Feeling less like I wanted to slap him again, I wrapped him in my arms.

"Just promise you'll inform you mom that I definitely do not play for the other team."

A low sigh escaping his mouth as he twitched his eyes back and forth, getting a view of both of my chocolate eyes as he spoke.

"I promise."

We stood, entranced by each others eyes as I began to stroke his shoulder.

" Now how about that lazer show?"

His arm encompassed me as he made our way out from behind the building and back to the blinding lights.

Magical. No, enchanting. A night that has been implanted in my mind for as long as I live. Despite the mom drama. His luscious hair rubbing against my forehead as we're cheek to cheek with our bodies on a checkered blanket. Hundreds of others surrounding us as the sky lights up. The only thing that ruined this amazing moment was the sound of Finn's phone ringing in his pocket.

He released a sigh as he sat up and quietly picked up. All I heard was a pattern of "yeahs" and "uhuhs". As he ended the call, he rose to his feet, leaving me at sea level.

"I'm so sorry I have to go. My brother needs me to pick him up from his friend, Sam's birthday party. And Sam's mom isn't the one you want to mess with."

"Wait, you have a brother?"

"Two of them, Blaine, who is the same age, but a couple of months younger, then my 10 year old brother Noah."

No wonder he was so responsible. While I sit around and expect him to do all the right things, I realize that he has more going on than I could ever have. Surprised that he is very affectionate. The only woman he grew up with, tried eliminating the rest. A knot grew in my stomach as the thought of his mother manipulating me crossed my mind. To push it to the side, I stood up and embraced him in a hug.

I kept tight grip on him until I remembered he had somewhere to be.

"Well you should get going, don't want to make you late."

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you home, I don't want you stuck here, especially with the creeps that run this place."

I giggled while pushing strands of hair behind my ear.

"No its fine, I'll have Kurt pick me up. Go ahead."

Before setting off, he pulled me in tighter. Squeezing me to the max. I decided to enjoy these stolen seconds and rest my chin on his shoulder while I took in his strong and addicting musk. I slowly let him slip from my grasp until he planted his hands on my shoulders, gazing into my eyes.

"I promise. I'll make it up to you."

His tender and soft lips, smashing into my forehead before he took off to his car. Half an hour later, Kurt finally showed up and I couldn't wait to spill all the details.

"So, how'd it go?"

"Incredible. Some parts odd. But the rest of the night made up for it."

He began driving while multitasking between giving me weird expressions and watching the road.

"Odd?"

"Well it didn't go as I thought it would. His mother thinks im dating women now and is quite suspicious about my relationship as a friend towards Finn."

I didn't have the guts to look at him during my confession. I knew he thought it was insane, which it was, but it didn't make the night a disaster. I noticed that Kurt had slightly shifted in his chair.

"I'm not lesbian!"

He let out a sigh of relief.

"Well it wouldn't have been a surprise, knowing you've been around me for half of your life."

I gave him a blank expression as I sat, un amused.

"Go on."

"And I know he only did it to protect me."

"Protect you from what? His mom?"

"Yes, he hasn't really had a good reputation with the history of his mom and girls. It's a lot to explain."

"I'm all ears."

Kurt smiled as for the rest of the ride, I confessed every detail that slipped from Finn's mouth. As we arrived, I was pretty sure he was caught up on the storyline. The next statement Kurt had said, was something that was probably drilled into his mind, by the way he spoke.

"He really cares about you, Rach. I see relationships at schools but you guys. Something's weird about it. It's as if he knows your strengths and weaknesses, and he tries to build you up on them. But now its your turn Rachel. You have to help him over come this dispute that he's had with his mom and confess."

Whoa. It's like he's inside my head right now. I guess I was so caught up in convincing myself that I was done with the past that I never took the time to realize that he has a troubled side of him too.

"Also, I want to help him because this is the first time you haven't rolled your eyes at me when I try to give you empowering speeches. I'd say your relationship is healthy.

"Shut up Oprah."

I teased as we hopped out of the vehicle and headed towards my porch. Now that I think about it, I feel like a whole different person now. Not being negative about every concept of life.

"But I'd agree."

I spoke as I fumbled with my keys and dropped them as Finn's ring tone startled me. I jumped in placed before I picked up to the sound of his voice.

"Rachel?"

"Hey Finn."

There was a second of silenced till he dropped the bomb.

"Do you want to come over for dinner tomorrow?"

I froze in place as Kurt had heard his words as well. I can say no. It's my chance to make things right.

Sorry for the long update! I'm not sure i can sneak in another chapter before vacation but i'll at least start typing it tomorrow. Cant wait till the bomb is dropped on Carole!