You Belong with Me

Chapter 9

Rachel POV
We reach my bedroom and awkwardly stand there for a bit until Finn finally says

Finn: so, um do you wanna show me your drama homework or....

Rachel: oh yeah, sure....

i go to my desk and rifle through all my drawers looking for any script or random piece of paper that i could possibly pass off as my homework. as i frantically search for something, anything i turn to Finn.

Finn POV
Rachel: (turns to Finn) you know you can sit down or whatever...

i look around the bright broadway themed room and see her desk chair, her bed and bean bag chair. considering shes sitting in the desk chair i decide against that one, i think she might be a bit disturbed and freaked out if i just came and sat on her lap.... i look to the bed but then think about all the teen chick movies that Quinn and her friends have forced me to watch where the girl and guy both sit down on the bed together and talk about something totally innocent and then al of a sudden they're all lovey-dovey and then they kiss and then they make-out and then......... i turn to the bean bag and am drawn to it as a moth to a flame.... if the moth was thinking "wow that flame looks super comfy". when i start to sit down i feel myself sinking further and further to the floor. like seriously i swear my ass must be somewhere in the core of the earth by now....

Rachel: (turning around to face him, chuckles at the sight of him up to his neck in bean bag, grinning away as if he was a child who had just won a goldfish at a fairground) found it! (holding an old script high above her head) do you wanna see it?

Finn: Yeah sure (trying to get up but failing rather miserably, Rachel giggling the entire time) Could you just pass it to me? (Rachel hands it to him, he reads through it)

Rachel: (sits on the bed waiting for him to finish)

Finn: (finally finishes it) wow Rach, this is really good.

Rachel: Really, you mean it?

Finn: Yeah it's interesting, but.... it seems to be written in crayon and about a leprechaun from outer space who comes to earth to save us all from a dolphin apocalypse.... was this by any chance written by a small child, an idiot or Brittany...... or were you just in a really weird mood one day....

Rachel: (snatches back the script and reads it through, red in the face from embarrassment,shock and confusion) oh my god.....

Finn: (looks at her, trying hard not to laugh)

Rachel: (throws script on the floor, still embarrassed and trying to figure out where it came from) (looks over to Finn, killing himself laughing, tries to look annoyed but cant help smiling) (ends up laughing with him)

Finn: (finally stops laughing, holds his hand out to Rachel) an you help me up?

Rachel: (chuckles again) Yeah sure (takes his hand and pull him up)

Finn: (sits on the bed with her) so wheres the real script?

Rachel: urm...........

Finn: you didn't write one, did you?

Rachel: urm.............

Finn: then why am i here???

Rachel: (looks at him, into his eyes, at his lips, then back to his eyes)

Rachel POV
don't do it, don't do it, don't do it. its only gonna bring you literal and/or physical pain......
why should i care? this is what i want. i want it more than Quinn does. i know him better and i deserve this more.


Screw her.


I kiss him.