Santana was dancing on the table, Kurt strutted in front of all the guests like a real mansion, Blaine and Jesse were playing impresarios for Rachel ... yes there was good, the evening of New Year had begun !
Rachel arguing with Isabel and Dani Wrigt the next upcoming collection. Isabel was delighted to have Jesse was contacted to set Rachel value in future ceremonies. Isabel had, for sure, pictures to one of the magazines, and Rachel made sure no misstep on the red carpet. Besides the outfit Rachel was wearing that night had all faveux stylist. For Rachel it was only a dress (red dress Pumpin Blood). A nice dress to wear to a New Year's Eve night. Rachel had joked that "once you've done the swing with this dress, you find it comfortable for any other event ! ".
There wasn't that Isabel liked the dress. Eddie was also in love with Rachel in this outfit. Since the beginning of the evening, Rachel had been rather distant with the young man. At the same time it was his surprise to have had the vision to Finn when the young man had passed the door of the loft. Despite his distance, she still felt the eyes of the young man weighing on her.
Rachel was suddenly interrupted in his discussion by Santana took her by the arm and led him forcibly in the room be bath.
" But ...! "
The door slammed behind them.
" What happened to you ?! "
Santana was furious.
" We need this type jump on you so you understand that she likes you ? "
Rachel sighed.
" I know… "
Santana took her shoulders and forced her to look at her.
" Is that just for an evening, this evening, will you put all your fuck principles ! Have fun ! "
Rachel smiled.
" I ask you, just, don't have sexe with him on the coffee table ...! "
Rachel capitulated, amused.
" Okay, okay ... I'll have a drink with Eddie ! Happy ? "
Santana gave her a wink.
" More. "
Rachel came out of the bathroom followed by Santana. They sought Eddie look. Santana found him and pointed the finger.
" This guy was fatally sexy, Berry ! I become darker or straight ... "
Rachel laughed and walked in the direction of Eddie. She grabbed two glasses of champagne in the process. Enjoy ? That she could do it ...
Since two hours Kurt kept an eye on Rachel and Eddie, quietly in the living room, in discussion. They were on their third or fourth glass and it was clear that the current going well between them. Surprisingly, Rachel was having a good time. Eddie was funny, and she discovered they had much in common. Both went to the NYADA - Eddie two years earlier - were both vegetarians and both loved Broadway. Rachel had asked Eddie about his career in Hollywood and was impressed by the ambition of the young man.
" And I thought I was the only one to think big ! "
" You always think big, Rachel. This is the key to win their dreams ... "
A smile appeared on his face.
For a long time, no one had encouraged him to live your dreams fully. Nobody from Finn ... Sure Jesse made sure of the best for Rachel. But it was always very formal. If there was a party, a preview or even an interview, everything was rigged, set upstream. The questions, photos, nothing was left to chance. When Kurt and Santana, they had beautiful congratulate and encourage him, they often made fun of these ambitions. She didn't care, because it came from them, and because also, it's motivating. But Finn ... Finn had always left to dream.
His smile subsided at the thought of Finn. He had the gift to reappear in her mind when she least expected it.
" Rachel ...? "
She came to his senses, the lump in his throat.
" Uh ... it's hot ... I think I need some air. "
Eddie looked at Rachel rise. Had he said something was wrong ? He seemed lost ... There is still one second, Rachel seemed to have a good time with him. What had he done to Rachel suddenly away from him ?
She crept toward the exit, quite difficult because many of the guests were in the hallway. She smiled at each other concealing his feeling of suffocation. She wanted only one thing, a breath of fresh air.
Just before passing the door, she felt a hand slip into his and surprise, she turned. That hand, that arm, that face ... Finn.
" Enough 's enough ..." she whispered fleeing that look.
She knew it was impossible so she continued on her way, but the hand pressed harder and prevented him from continuing. We had again she turns around, and it was disappointed that she turned around and saw Blaine.
" Hey ...! What is going on ? "
He worried about Rachel's behavior, he had seen to rise sharply and run away.
" I just need some fresh air ..."
His excuse was bogus.
" It's not even two degrees out ! You'll catch your death, Rachel. "
But she had to so ...!
Eddie came up behind Blaine and put his jacket on the shoulders of Rachel, interrupting Blaine's hold on her.
" I will ensure that it doesn't catch cold ..."
She smiled at him before this act of kindness, but also because it dragged him out into the hallway leaving Blaine.
They had barely put a foot out the cold air hit her face. Rachel went down a few steps of the porch and leaned against the railing, breathing fresh air. Eddie stayed away and looked at the sky.
" The only thing I don't like in New York, is that we don't see the stars ..."
Rachel looked up. It was true ... but there was never paid attention.
" I had never noticed ..."
She lived in New York, ate New York, breathed New York, but she had never paid attention to that.
" It seems that this is because all the stars are on Broadway ..."
The words of Eddie made her smile, but she was left to contemplate the sky. It was relaxing ... so quiet in this city in constant motion. There was a little serenity, something rejuvenating.
Poor Eddie watched aware that the immensity of the sky was more important to Rachel that her presence. He might have deployed all its artillery the perfect gentleman, Rachel was impervious to his charm. And he could not blame her ... Rachel seemed to know what she wanted, and it was clear that it was not him.
He didn't need him to stay with her, so he chose to leave her alone. He had not walked in the door he heard behind him.
" Thank you… "
It was all she could say to him, but it was too little, he wanted to hear. She enjoyed spending the evening with him, and she liked the way he had behaved with her. This wasn't the end he hoped, but still keep very good memories of this evening.
She gave him her jacket and he walked through the door, leaving her alone. She shivered and although she might get sick, she preferred to stay a little longer than going out and face the questioning looks of Kurt and Santana.
As the minutes, his body got used to the cold and although her skin was ice, she no longer shivered. She felt slightly numb and for the first time in years really relaxed.
His quiet time was interrupted when a small group of people joined her outside to light a few cigarettes. They went down below it, and it looked fun on the sidewalk. Petticoats flew on each other ... it was the New year Eve, she had almost forgotten. The evening where everyone is supposed to forget the problems of the year and set new resolutions for the coming year. She had wanted the evening fun, even extraordinary. But she was, for her, rather synonymous with balance. Balance sheet rather glorious at first glance ... As for its resolutions ...
His thoughts flew in thousand pieces when in the midst of her friends, she saw Finn. Again ... it was still painful ...
You had better she goes to clear his head. It was better to hear Kurt and Jesse lamenting that she was passing the relationship of the century rather than stay and go crazy.
" Rachel ..."
She stopped short before passing the door. She turned. It was still before her.
He had spoken ? Had not he called ? She dreamed, that was for sure, because there was that in these dreams that Finn didn't disappear in a second.
He was downstairs, and she didn't know how, but without realizing it, she had descended the few steps that separated them. His heart was racing and she had to remember to breathe. He was always in front of her, despite the passing seconds.
He saw that she was not herself. There was no surprise that dan his eyes, there was much misunderstanding. He wanted to bring her back to reality, then slowly, he slid his fingers in his hand. It was so cold ...
It was so hot. Her fingers brushed his hand slid down his wrist and his hand slowly went down his arm. Each centimeter of skin under his touch warmed.
" Rach ..."
She still didn't move, paralyzed by the fear of losing it again. His eyes fixed on him. She wanted to talk, to say something, but the words would not come.
Finn had understood, then he smiled and his hand came up earlier to finish his race on his cheek. Rachel's face was frozen and he felt his skin react with hers. Slowly he climbed the last step, finally closing the space between them. She felt his hot breath on her lips and she could not help any longer to savor the sweetness of her lips. It was exactly as he remembered.
" Oh my god, if this is a dream, I don't want to wake up ..." she whispered against his lips before melting into his embrace.
The kiss intensified, and Rachel slid his hands over his chest warming his body against hers. Finn held her tighter, feeling ready to faint. Everything was so perfect.
Breathless, their lips parted, but neither released their grip.
" You're frozen ..."
He let her go with regret to remove his jacket and pass on his shoulders. He grabbed the collar of his jacket and pulled him to the crush again his lips against hers. It was a drug he was addicted to Rachel kisses.
" What are you doing here… ? " she finally ask.
He was drowning in his chocolate eyes he loved so much. He had so much to say ... but not there when she was dying of cold.
" You do not want to discuss it goes ...? "
Rachel looked at the loft windows which flashed colored lights reflecting the party was going on inside. It was not the quiet, ideal discuss, even if he was safe from the cold. In addition, Rachel knew that if she passed the doorstep with Finn, they would be immediately interrupted by Kurt and Santana. No, you had better not go. She looked at Finn and he quickly realized that it was far from a good idea. Plan B… ?!
" Come on… "
He slipped his hand into hers and without hesitation, she followed him. They walked the building and at the crossroads, Finn called out a taxi. Rachel sank in the back seat of the taxi when Finn opened the door. He joined her and after giving the destination address to the driver, he took her in his arms.
The warmth of his body, the softness of her hand on his thigh and his lips were so tender her heart beat millet on time. She really didn't want to talk, she just wanted... him.