S L U T || finchel

chapter 8

chapter 8 || rumors

—15:09; end of 9th period—
as i walk down the hallway, i hear people whispering, although I can't make out what they're saying.
when i get to my locker, Noah isn't there, so i make my way to his locker.
when i get there i see him talking to one of the football players, and he looks pretty mad. i walk over to them hesitantly, unsure as to whether i should intervene.
"Noah," i say as i get closer. he glances at me, his face full of anger and hatred.
he slams his locker shut and harshly drags me into a closet nearby.
"tell me it isn't true," he says, tears welling in his eyes. i freeze.
"tell you what isn't true?" i ask. please don't know about me and finn.
"You and Finn hooking up!" he yells.
fuck.
i stare at him, unable to say or do anything. his tear-streamed face only adds more pressure on me. I don't want to lie to him, but I don't want to tell him the truth either.
"I'm so sorry," i say, tears beginning to steam down my face. i look down, ashamed.
"Why'd you do it?" he asks in a calm, shaky voice, causing me to look back up at him.
i go to answer, but immediately close my mouth. I don't know why i did it. i shake my head.
"I don't know." i look down again. i hate myself. why did i do it? why did i have to ruin everything?
he nods and opens the door.
"if you want to be with him, go ahead. I'm not stopping you. just know that I love you, Rachel, and i want you to be happy." with that, he walks out and closes the door behind him.
i slide down the wall and bury my face into my knees.
he told me to choose him if i wanted, but the problem is, I don't know what i want.

A/N: heeeeelllo. this is sucky sorry. love yous.