So, this is something I wrote down. I haven't written since summer, and it's my first Glee fanfic, so I'm a bit rusty, so please don't be harsh! I hope you like it!
It's a Wednesday when he first realizes he wants her back. He is walking down the hall with Quinn, when he sees her laughing with Mercedes and Tina. She glances up, almost as if she can feel him watching her. He stares back at her, getting lost in her chocolate eyes. The eye contact between them tingles with electricity, and suddenly it's only them in the hallway.
They maintain eye contact until Quinn elbows him sharply in the side, breaking the spell.
He feels cold again.
She knows that she is supposed to be committed to being independent. She is Rachel Berry. Being a star is her destiny, and nothing is ever going to get in her way.
Especially an All-American boy with brown eyes and a killer smile that makes her go weak in the knees.
He tries to talk to her.
"Rach," He calls after her when glee practice is over one evening.
She turns around, an unreadable expression on her face. "Yes Finn?
"I want to get back together." He blurts out.
"Well, Finn, you can't always get what you want." She whispers as tears form in her eyes and she walks away from him.
I miss you.
She types the words on her phone, her thumb hovering over the send button. Haven't they both suffered enough? She just wants to be in his arms again, feeling safe and secure.
Mercedes voice rings through her head.
"Do you really always want to be known as the quarterback's girlfriend?"
She closes her phone before she can get tempted any more.
He meets her at her locker on a Monday morning. She looks at him curiously, before walking up beside him.
"Do you need something, Finn?" She asks, getting her books out of her locker.
"Look, Rachel, I know that I've made a lot of mistakes. But—"
Finn turns around to see Quinn standing there with a fierce expression on her face. "Hey Quinn."
"I'll leave you two alone." Rachel mumbles, a smile gracing her face.
He watches her until she disappears around the corner.
She tries to pretend it doesn't hurt, seeing Quinn and Finn together like that. Why did he forgive her? She knows that they are meant to be together. The high school social ladder almost requires it. Even though Quinn isn't head Cheerio anymore, she is still one of the most popular girl in school.
And, she meant it when she said to Finn that it meant a lot for him to pick her over Quinn. How often does the annoying, big nosed diva get chosen over the skinny, perfect, blond cheerleader? She thought that their story would be different.
She thought he was different.
He sees her at one of the lame dances at McKinley. She is wearing a light blue dress that is just so..her. She walks in with Mercedes, Tina, and Mike, with the biggest grin on her face. He walks over to her, to get closer look at her. She looks stunning under the dim lights of the gymnasium. He thought Quinn looked pretty in her light yellow dress, but Rachel is a whole new level of beautiful. He stands close to her, and whispers in her ear.
"Will you dance with me?"
She looks at him, wordlessly nodding.
They walk onto the dance floor, hand and hand. A slow song comes on, and he holds her close.
It's your love
It just does something to me
It sends a shock right through me
I can't get enough
And if you wonder
About the spell I'm under
Oh, it's your love
He sings along softly in her ear. She just looks up at him sadly.
The glee kids have a sleepover afterwords. She goes into the kitchen, to help Finn get some snacks, and somehow she ends up pinned in between him and the wall, their lips fused together. She moans softly, tangling her fingers in his soft hair. She can feel him smiling against her lips, and she smiles right back. He grips her hips, and lifts her up onto the kitchen counter so they don't have such a big height difference. She pulls him back to her roughly, because it's been too hard to be separated from him for long.
"Rachel, Finn?" Kurt's voice sounds from the other side of the door.
His voice brings her back to reality. She snaps her head back, and jumps off the counter, fixing her hair.
She walks out the door, fighting her instinct to just stay in his arms.
He stands there, shocked as to what the hell just happened. Had he just made out with Rachel? He pinched himself. No, he definitely wasn't dreaming.
He misses her.
And he'll win her back.
I hope you liked it! I'll write a continuation if there is any kind of interest!