Psychic

Fifteen | I Can Explain

Rachel's POV

  I was walking down the hallway when I felt a strong arm pull me into the choir room. I looked to see Finn smiling at me.

  "What do you want?" I asked.

  "To explain." he told me. I popped my jaw and looked at him. 

  "Five minutes, Hudson." I looked at him and his face lit up like Christmas.

  "I ran off the other day because well.. um.. I'm a psychic too." he scratched his head. I was just confused.

  "You are?" I asked.

  "Yes. So I believe you. I know what people think, and that's why I've been on/off with Quinn." he told me.

  "Go on." I looked at him.

  "She's been having these thoughts of hurting you. I wanted to keep her pleased." he took a step closer to me.

  "Well thank you." I smiled and he took another step closer. I launched towards him and kissed him. He smiled and kissed back.

  "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I heard Quinn's high pitched voice.

  "Kissing my girlfriend." Finn smirked. I raised my eyebrow.

  "Screw you!" Quinn looked at me and stormed off. I smiled at Finn.

  "I'm not your girlfriend." I told him.

  "Not yet, you aren't." he kissed me again and smiled. "Will you be my psychic girlfriend?" he smiled. I laughed.

  "Yes, I would love to have you as my psychic boyfriend." I smiled at him and we walked out of the choir room hand in hand.