chapter 12

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ok guys this is going to be a really short chapter just as a kind of ground work or foundation for the next one, so yh this is going to be pathetically short and probably quite frustrating but yh. :))

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Finn POV

as i fail miserably to tie my annoying little bow tie ready for this stupid prom, I force myself not to think about my situation too much. i had texted Rachel about a thousand times, but she refuses to answer me, i hadnt seen her at her window for ages, and after everything thats happened i just want to talk to her. i didnt even say goodbye or sorry or even tell her that i was still going out with Quinn. God, how horrible would that be, if she turned up tonight looking stunning as usual and then sees me dancing with her mortal enemy? i shudder at the thought and give up on the bow tie, and decide to let Quinn sort it out when we're in the car on the way to prom. she'll be mad and tell me that i was unprepared but honestly right now i couldn't give a damn.

Rachel POV

i miss Finn. he sent me loads of texts asking how i was and if i was ok, but i couldnt bring myself to reply, everytime i thought about it, i either got embarrassed and felt really cringy, or i just felt depressed and weird. its safe to say this has not been the best week and a bit of my life...
kurt and mercedes keep asking me if im going to prom or not, and everytime i always end up trying to change the subject, because the truth i really dont know. if i go and see Finn dancing with the stunningly beautiful evil bitchface, the entire night will be ruined, not only for me but also my two wonderful friends who will have to look after me. but if i dont go, ill be that girl who just stayed awkwardly at home whilst everyone else went and have an amazing time together for the last time, maybe ever. also, then kurt and mercedes will feel obliged to stay home with me which would ruin their night as well! urgh i just cant win!!!!
Kurt and Mercedes burst through my bedroom door, making me jump and drop the prom dress magazine i was flicking through, in case i changed my mind.

Kurt: (pucking up the magazine and spotting the dresses) Oh my gosh, does this mean your coming?!

Rachel: (snatching it back and placing it on her bedside table) Not necessarily, its just in case i change my mind at the last minute or something....

Mercedes: (picking it back up and flicking through to find this: http://www.unique-vintage.com/blossom-layered-organza-strapless-sweetheart-mermaid-prom-dress-p-17228.html ) Oh please Rach, this one is so perfect for you, you would look so pretty!!!!

Rachel: (mumbling) I dont know...

Kurt: (quietly) is this about Quinn?

Rachel: (looking up at him, then looking away not meeting their gaze) Maybe, i dont even know, ok im just so confused and i just dont want too much drama....

Mercedes: (sitting down beside her with the magazine still open and on her lap) Rachel, this may be the last night we get to spend all together when we dont have to worry about jobs or college r money or any of that boring, scary grown up stuff. I mean you and kurtare probably gonna go to Juilliard or NYADA together but i wont, as soon as i can im off to LA. and this is gonna be my last night where i can just feel fabulous with the two most amazing people in the world. who gives a damn about the whole Finn/Quinn drama? honestly, they probably feel the same way i do, in that they just want a night to spend with all their friends too. please rach, it wont be the same without you. and if youre worried about the whole date business then kurt and i can be your dates, lets face it, we'll treat you better than any guy could! (Kurt looks over at her confused) well an straight guy (chuckles)

Rachel: (sighs, looks over to the magazine) the dress is beautiful.

Kurt: (smiling) and youre gonna look beautiful in it.

Rachel: (looking at them both) fine, you broke me, ill come.

Mercedes: yay! now we have to order the dress!!! (walks over to Rachels laptop and starts to order it)

Kurt: (taking Rachels hand and drags her over to her dressing table to start working on plans for make up)

Rachel POV

damn im going to prom.

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